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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/1/2017 4:27:46 AM
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[i]Aria was out cold, her face unnervingly pale, her breathing... non-existant. She remained effectively dead for God knows how long - time seemed frozen - but then, she took a sharp, hasty breath, eyes flying back open. She clutched at her chest again, breathing fast and ragged.[/i]
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"You okay?"says azalea [i]Azalea was clearly nervous now as her facial expressions shown great concern.[/i]
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"F-Fine," [i]She stuttered with gritted teeth, the fingertips on the hand that held her chest glowing with soft, pleasant green light. Aria slowly pushed a sigh out as she visibly relaxed, her pain disappearing.[/i]
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"Oh okay you gave me a bit of scare that's all ."says azalea [i]she watches her a little wary still. [/i]
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"I thought so... My deepest apologies, Mistress." [i]She offered an innocent smile as she lowered her hands, gently grasping the book with them both as she had before. Of course, Aria wanted to continue reading, but... she was definitely in need of some rest.[/i]
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"You might want to rest before studying more cant have you falling on the floor."says Azaleas [i]she clearly could see that she looked tired. She didn't want her to daint like that again. [/i]
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[i]The little Scicylla didn't necessarily look tired... she just looked worn-out and weary, as if she had carried the weight of the world on her shoulders only a few moments ago. She pushed a sigh past her lips, only nodding in agreement instead of speaking. Carefully, she closed the book, holding it out to Azalea after.[/i] "Sorry for... being forced to rest so much, Ma'am. I fear I may be more high-maintenance than most pupils."
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"It's fine i have learn with age comes patience and im in no hurry at all."says azalea [i]the woman wasn't the type to rush things. She knew being rushed made mistakes.[/i]
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[i]While rushing caused errors, taking things too slowly wasn't ideal either. Still, Aria only complied since she did definitely agree with her needing rest. She slowly slunk back into the tent, a shiver running down her spine... she'd never realized how cold she was. Silently, she slipped beneath the blankets on the bedroll, curling up beneath them. Her eyes shut, and almost immediately, she was asleep.[/i]
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[i]Azalea this time however fell asleep sitting there. But it wasn't the first time she's done it. [/i]
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[i]Aria just peacefully and very deeply slept over in the tent, all curled up in her robes and beneath the blankets. It was winter by now, and she felt it, even if, really, the cold hadn't done anything before. The little heart attack left her weak.[/i]
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[i]Azalea wouldn't feel the cold as she was from the coldest place in the seas so it was comforting to her. Only really needing her clothes she had on.[/i]
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[i]The little whittle dragon-elf slept for hours, resting a hole in the day. By the time she did awake, it was somewhere near the evening, her silver eyes fluttering open with a slight groan. She was feeling better, stirring a little before she rose up from the blankets.[/i]
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[i]when she wakes she hears a yawns. Azaleas had woken up from her nap and was tending to the fire as a campfire coffee pot sits in the coals warming up.[/i]
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[i]Aria slowly crawled out of the tent, moving on her hands and knees. She poked her head out through the entrance, her hair a little messy, though she had a shining smile. She gave her mentor a little wave as she sat down.[/i]
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"Sleep well? There's coffee brewing if you want some."says azalea [i]she smiles after yawning a bit as she woke up merely moments ago.[/i]
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[i]The little dragon-elf took a few moments to activate her spell again, whispering something in a foreign language. As such, she only caught about half of what Azalea said, but... Aria was smart enough to understand what was going on.[/i] "Yes... that would be splendid. Thank you, Ma'am."
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Edited by NightBloomsFell: 12/3/2017 3:57:46 AM[i]Azalea nodded as she had pulled the pot from the fire with a mitt. Pouring some of it into two cups.[/i] "You want cream or sugar? "Says Azalea
