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Post by Lusha je D'caarre on Dec 22, 2010 23:35:00 GMT -5
 Dear Lu- Saecilia,
This is my first time coming home after the guys got me back in the groove of everything after your death. It's been hard on me, your leaving so suddenly. It's actually killed me inside, I don't know how to live anymore... but I do because I know it's something you would want me to do. I know that if you were here, right now, you'd be telling me how proud you are of me because I was brave enough to do such a thing. Fighting for our country. For you.
I miss you bro- sister! I miss you so very much.
It felt odd for her to be writing these words to herself, but she had to get used to the fact that she was now Lusha Alcide je D'Caarre, and that she, Saecilia, no longer existed. She was dead, based on the story she had to create in order to disguise herself as a boy just to be a member of the Niendran Army. She had decided on taking the place of her brother in the army after his death only a year before. And so, there she sat on a rock just on the border of Karenth writing in her journal to her brother. After his death she found that addressing her journal to him -- though she had to remember to use her name to make the story real in case someone decided to spy on her writings -- made her feel as though he was still alive. However morbid it seemed.
So far, Saecilia, I am treated like one of the guys. For some reason, which only you and I would know, I didn't think I would ever truly fit in with them. Of course, there are a few people along my path who seem to question my motives and misunderstand me quite a bit. I haven't gotten this whole thing down just yet, but I'm working on it, dear sister, I'm working on it.
She paused her writing to glance at her surroundings. She had her back to the city, as she looked at the lush setting of the sun just above the treeline. It was a beautiful sight, even if she was sitting there alone with her thoughts and her journal. Though that could be a dangerous thing for her -- often her words could be used as weapons of the heart -- but today she was simply writing a journal to her brother. The day seemed right for it. The weather was nice, everyone in the city seemed to be bright and chipper, and the sun was slowly setting. A smile befell her lips; she brushed her hand through her hair and then flattened it back the way it had been before she messed with it.
Typically her hair, like her brothers, was a dark brown color; although, the girl had spent many of her recent days in the sun, and like her whole family, her hair had simply been naturally bleached by the rays. Saecilia, now mostly known as Lusha, particularly loved the natural bleached look of her hair, but she would choose her dark brown hair over the blond any day. She felt that the brown made her natural blue eyes more noticeable, of course that is a typical girl thing to enjoy about appearances.
I think you would be quite proud of me, for I have made quite a few friend fighting for this country.
Believe it or not, father said he was proud of me for what I am doing. Even his young wife, and all our siblings. It makes me feel like I am doing something right, like I have finally found my place in life. I have you to thank. I would not have been brave enough to this this if it were not for you.
She smiled as she wrote the words. She always felt a connection to her brother, a bond that was far from them just being born as twins. They were best friends, they were inseparable, and they protected on another. The new Lusha believed the words that she wrote, she wouldn't have been brave enough to do any of this without him.
I am sorry I have to end this short. I would love to write more, but I really do want to enjoy the sunset while I can.
Love you sister,
Sae- Lusha
Though, now that she had been doing this now for a while... she didn't feel as strange. It began to become a natural thing; so easy it was like breathing. She didn't have to think much about it, she just acted and it seemed to all fall into place. Although, she did have to work on the voice a little; even though her brothers voice was soft and smooth, her voice was slightly more higher pitched than his. It did not take her long to make her voice sound like her brothers -- now it came to her effortlessly. She was sure glad she didn't have to use the excuse that she was sick after she got the hang of the voice, because the guys kept making fun of the fact that she sounded like a girl.
Lusha stood beside the rock, placing her homemade journal where she had just been sitting, she crossed her arms over her flat chest. She smiled as she looked at the setting sun, keeping an eye on her journal as well. She was simply dressed in a white shirt with a loose fitting tan lapel over top, around her neck is a long brown scarf made of wool, from the waste down she is wearing her army pants and worn combat boots. With her blue eyes glowing from the sun, her naturally bleached blond hair, and the uniform she is the spitting image of her brother before he died.
Sister, remember when we would sit outside the house watching the sunset, whispering the words of the song our siblings taught us that Mother used to sing? If ever I leave you, I want you to do just that if you are out watching the sunset. That will be our song, and if I am ever having to watch you from above, I will be standing right there singing it with you. Tears actually came to her eyes as she remembered the words her brother had told her when he found he was sick and dying. And so she whispered, "Broken wings don't fly away, every chance I get to say I love you. Yes, I do. The wings on my back will lift me to you, and I can carry us to the blue. Our love so strong, our will so bold, and our hearts so warm; everything that is true." A crooked smile was on her lips as she closed her eyes; she could feel the warm rays of the sun on her face.
for aindi
word count 1157
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Post by AINDRIU NUCKOLS on Dec 28, 2010 1:09:16 GMT -5
When your tears are spent on your last pretense [/font][/color] And your tired eyes refuse to close and sleep in your defence[/font]  Aindriu Syden Nuckols[/color] --------------------------------------------------------------------------........................................................................................................~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Aindriu was escaping again from his home, something that happened constantly whenever he was home. His father always seeming to need to tell him that he was being a fool for what he was trying to do. His father had plans but Aindriu had plans of his own and as his father had said many times now "he was a man now and should act as such." Well, he was going to act like a man then, act like a man and follow his own beliefs and not his father's.
He just had to get out of that place for a bit, he would only be gone for a while anyways what with Lyric still there. He would never think of leaving her behind, Aindriu just needed to be away from them all for a bit and reestablish his mission in his mind. Those brown boots scuffing across the ground as he walked with that long blond braid hanging over one shoulder, maybe coming out completely alone had been a mistake because now it came down on him that he was completely alone.
Aindriu continued though hoping maybe to find a squirrel or someone to talk to. Yeah that would work, squirrels usually loved to talk about things. Though what he found was far bigger than any squirrel, but a young man. A sad one at that which made Aindriu frown a bit before walking up slowly to where the other sat, "Are... are you alright?"
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words;; less than 1157 XP
Notes;; Awww
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Post by Lusha je D'caarre on Jan 5, 2011 2:30:19 GMT -5
Lusha hadn't thought that anyone would come along. She thought she would be alone in her reverie on the edge of the forest looking at the sunset. Well, besides the animals of course. She smiled as she thought of moments with her brother, but her eyes were still filled with sadness. She couldn't help missing him since he was gone. She and Lusha used to do everything together, and now she was doing most things on her own. She was doing okay though, she had to admit that much.
Turning abruptly as she heard the person behind her come close and then speak. She hadn't quite expected that, in all honesty. "Uhm... Yes, I am quite fine." She looked at this blond haired boy strangely. She wasn't quite sure what to expect out of this young lad. Keeping an eye on her journal and the man before her, not sure if he would have any need to steal it or read her possessions, though for her any precaution was needed. She was a small "man" fighting in the Niendran war, her thoughts were private and could be used against her if ever in the wrong hands.
She smiled nervously, "So, uhm... W-what are you doing out and about in Niendra?" She wasn't normally nosey, but she felt the need to change the subject or try to distract him, in case his intent was to get her journal. Plus, she didn't really know what else to say to knew faces; she had always been better with people that she knew for quite some time... or at least people that she could pretend she knew because of her brother.
for aindi
word count 277
notes <3
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Post by AINDRIU NUCKOLS on Jan 8, 2011 1:26:16 GMT -5
When your tears are spent on your last pretense [/font][/color] And your tired eyes refuse to close and sleep in your defence[/font] Aindriu Syden Nuckols[/color] --------------------------------------------------------------------------........................................................................................................~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
He thanked whoever heard him that he wasn't alone anymore even if it was some strange young man he had never met before, that had been a horrible idea to try and be alone like that. How did people do that, didn't they get lonely? Aindriu smiled at the other the thought of him being a threat never once passing through his mind.
"Alright," he said with that smile though the other looked anything but fine. If they didn't want to admit it he wasn't going to push it here and now. He knew better than that at least, if it were himself he surely wouldn't be able to come right off the bat though it did seem like he was always fast to make friends. Well, at least he saw them as friends and just thought they felt the same way back.
"I just needed to get out and away from certain people," he said with a smile his hand about to go through his hair somewhat nervously only to be stopped by the braid he had put in it earlier. "Its nice to get out and see the nature around you and the sunset," he said looking past the young solider to the painted sky of its purples, reds, and oranges.
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words;;over 200 miss
Notes;; Aindi is trying to be thoughtful :3
Credit;; This wonderful thread template was created by KaliAnne [/color][/url] at Caution 2.0 The lyrics are from Beside you Written by Mariaans Trench. [/size] [/left] |
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Post by Lusha je D'caarre on Jan 11, 2011 21:08:23 GMT -5
This day had seemed to be the worst day for her, she couldn't get her brother off her mind. It was nearly impossible for her to not think of him, even as she gained herself a temporary companion for the duration of the evening. She smiled softly at the blond boy before she went back to gazing at the sunset. "It is a most beautiful sight," she spoke softer than she normally would have, "The sunset." She nodded, crossing her arms over her chest as she stood. Though she was looking in the direction of the sunset her eyes were in a distant place. She was thinking back on her brother, the laughs she and he would share as they pulled pranks on their elder siblings. It seemed so easy then to laugh and have fun, and now she was so solid a person; laughing just didn't seem right without her brother.
Keeping her story straight in her mind she spoke again, "My sister and I used to watch the sunset almost every night, together, before her parting. We would sit outside beside one another with a blanket wrapped around us singing songs that our older siblings told us that our mother used to sing." Her eyes seemed distant again, but she cam back, smiling as she looked over at the blond man. "But that was an old time ago," she laughed, "Might as well be a wise tale." Moving her journal from it's place she sat where it once was, placing it in her lap, her fingers wrapped around the binding tightly. The journal meant the world to her, she had made it from her brother's old leather boots that she could not fit; but she needed a little piece of him with her, and it was the only piece her family hadn't discarded.
Lusha looked at the binding of the journal as she rubbed her hand over the leather book before she smiled up at the blond. "Lusha je D'caarre at your service," she nodded at him. She had learned that it was out of sheer politeness to introduce oneself if you feel their company is one you may keep. This lad seemed nice enough; though, possibly curious and a bit naive. Who was she to judge when she just met the boy mere seconds ago?
for aindi
word count 389
notes (:
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Post by AINDRIU NUCKOLS on Jan 21, 2011 17:09:19 GMT -5
When your tears are spent on your last pretense [/font][/color] And your tired eyes refuse to close and sleep in your defence[/font] Aindriu Syden Nuckols[/color] --------------------------------------------------------------------------........................................................................................................~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Aindriu smiled at her smile as she continued on about the sunset. The only one he usually talked to them about was Lyric seeing as how everyone else always seemed to busy to talk about such things brushing them off as something of a waste of time. The blond hadn't a clue what to say, seeing as how it would just sound like he was repeating the other.
Then the other told him about a sister he had, it wasn't hard to see the pain even through the others smile. The blond lost at words once again, seeing as how he had never lost someone as this solider had. Though he didn't like his family much nor did he visit due to his own circumstances, but they were all still alive. "Ah, I'm sorry," was all he managed to say seeing as he felt he should say something. He didn't want to seem like he wasn't listening because he was, he just never had been in such a situation himself.
Aindriu looked back at the setting sun painting the sky, trying to think now what he would do if he had been in the others shoes loosing people important to him like that. Though that thought was short lived when the other introduced himself. "Ah, I'm Aindriu," he paused not sure if he really wanted to give out his last name since it was easy to be known around here, but the other had given him his full name. "Aindriu Nuckols," he said with a smile finally finishing his own name.
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words;;who knows
Notes;; Aindi is smartical, a bit at least
Credit;; This wonderful thread template was created by KaliAnne [/color][/url] at Caution 2.0 The lyrics are from Beside you Written by Mariaans Trench. [/size] [/left] |
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Post by Lusha je D'caarre on Jan 24, 2011 23:14:43 GMT -5
Lusha was only superb at conversing with a select few of people, and that tended to be family and the few friends that she was able to make. She smiled at the young boy and then went looking back at the sunset atop the trees. Niendra was beautiful this time of night. The animals scurrying around to find their homes before night struck and the dangerous things came out, the colors of the sunset befalling the tree tops and the land below it. If she were a painter this is a scene she would not want to lose the opportunity to paint. Though she was not a painter she felt she could use her words to explain such a pretty night to her brother.
With a smile on her face, not ignoring the blond man with her, she began to write in her journal again. This time with her practiced words she explained the beautiful sunset. It reminded her of Lusha himself. Bright, watchful, full of heart and glory. Her eyes didn't seem as distant. She felt as though, even though none of the words she spoke aloud, that he was standing before her and they were conversing. She smiled over at the blond and his words, "It's quite all right, darling," she said sweetly as she finished her writing.
Closing her eyes as she tried to program this image of the sunset into her mind. Though she did not have the ability to remember the image in her head, she could at least remember the essence of it's beauty. Aindriu Nuchols? Wasn't that the name of...? She looked over at the blond quickly, taking him in. Of course, how could she not had noticed in the beginning. "Baron Aindriu Nuchols?" She seemed to have become serious... She was a soldier, making sure the Nobles and the Royals were safe was her job, even if there was no danger. She had never met one in person before, or at least not personally. She stood, bowing slightly out of respect.
"Glad to meet you, sire," she smiled gently as she stuck her hand out to shake.
for aindi, darling
word count 355 >.>
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Post by AINDRIU NUCKOLS on Feb 8, 2011 16:28:24 GMT -5
When your tears are spent on your last pretense [/font][/color] And your tired eyes refuse to close and sleep in your defence[/font] Aindriu Syden Nuckols[/color] --------------------------------------------------------------------------........................................................................................................~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Aindriu sat in the grass as the other wrote in his book. The quietness still bothering the blond but at least it was better not being so alone, even if he barely knew the other it was good enough for right now. He picked absent minded at the grass with one hand. Usually conversing with others was his strong point, but he couldn't interrupt the other who looked like he was working so hard in that little book. Aindriu looked up at the other for a moment and then back at the sunset.
Then the other did exactly as he had guessed, this annoying last name of his making others act so formal in front of him. A slight frown on his face as the other bowed to him and then offered his hand. Aindriu took it, not standing up but rather trying to pull the other into the grass with him. He wasn't going to be a baron if he had a say in it, he was just born into the same family. "Just Aindriu, alright?" he asked hoping the other wouldn't try to keep acting so oddly to him like many tried to do, "Or even Aindi if you want, either works for me. Just not all that baron stuff, if you wish to talk that then go find my brother."
As Aindriu spoke a small young fox came out slowly from the wooded area near where he sat. It walked over slowly and sniffed at Aindriu's fingers that were still in the grass. "Did you follow me?" Aindriu said to the little fox softly poking at its nose with a finger, "I told you I would come visit you again."
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words;; two. eight. six
Notes;; hehe and sorry this took so long Meggie
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Post by Lusha je D'caarre on Feb 15, 2011 1:52:59 GMT -5
Obviously this was a boy who had been through some challenges, especially if he would rather not be titled Baron. It had always seemed a noble title to her, even if it were less than being a Queen or King. Of course, she had a Baron and Baroness in her family as it was, so her thoughts were slightly biased on the subject. Being a girl, disguised as a boy, who loved her title, she could never fully grasp those who couldn't grasp theirs. She loved being a strong individual, but she had always been a strong individual. She couldn't remember the last time she was naive and vulnerable. In her job title, thinking quick and being agile on your feet was the only way to survive... especially if you wanted to do the job correctly. She was a lot like her twin brother in that way, hard working to be the very best.
It's what all the je D'Caarre men were about... With the exception that she wasn't a male...
"Not Baron, got it," she smiled, sticking an index finger in the air as if taking note. She was pulled to the ground by the blond lad, who's name was Aindriu. She plopped down on the ground near him, a smile on her face, and her leather journal in her hand, again. That journal was like a heart beat to her, without it she wouldn't feel whole. Placing it on the ground beside her she pulled at a blade of grass, placing it between her two thumbs and blowing it. Creating a whistle of some sort, the men in her camp had taught her how to make music out of everything... Though the men who had taught her were much better than she. Lusha decided she should stick to prose, while they stuck with the music. And then all of them could share the bond of fighting if a war were to ever break out like the army had been hoping. Thus they were building themselves up and preparing.
Lusha, of course, hoped that there was not going to be a war. For, despite her honoring her brother, had been hoping for a day she could leave the army, and possibly, live a normal life. But if a war were to be started, she would feel obligated to stick around. And though she did love being a member of the army, she couldn't help but wish she was one of those girls that the men swooned all over. She yearned to be a normal girl again. And though she had a family, and a friend in the army, who knew her secret... they all had to keep up the facade with her. So even at home and around her friend, she had to keep up the front. Things come unexpectedly around their lives, so one can never be too sure or too comfortable.
"So Ba-excuse me, Aindi, if I may," she smiled softly as the fox came into few and his words were spoken directly to the animal. She paused, the smile still on her face. She hadn't encountered someone who had the same gift as she, though hers was not very strong, she could make out some choice words when she concentrated hard enough. She let a soft laugh fall from her lips, as she smiled at the little fox. Trying to concentrate enough for her words to come off well enough for the young fox to understand, "Why hello there, darling." Her voice was soft, nonthreatening as she smiled at the young creature.
for aindi, darling
word count five. ninety. six.
notes aww <3
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