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anon_annis May 1 2008, 17:41:49 UTC
Annis sat upon the swell of the ridge between the grand Mansion and its mythic Labyrinth. So this Festival, her second, would include in some way, this great maze...a race, perhaps. She grinned as she pondered the many possibilities. Then she wondered why. Why on Earth would there be any need for gatherings such as these? The sheer magnitude of the magic necessary to create such an extravaganza...

The proprietor of the events couldn't possibly be human. No human was powerful enough to generate such energy. She scanned the grounds...

There it was.

Or there he was.

He looked oddly at risk and slightly out of place, as if he were fulfilling an obligation and did not wish to be there. A strange combination of slight irritation and curiosity held its face, now packaged within masculine angles. She stood as he approached, knowing he would pass close by her on the way to his destination on the lawn below...and he did.

She decided to turn and look directly at him, examine his eyes. There was no use to avoid it, or, well, him. ( ... )

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the_anon_entity May 1 2008, 20:53:31 UTC
It had sensed the woman before she approached it, understanding that it was something more than mortal but not quite what it was to them. The Entity's frown deepened. It did not realize it was the only immortal in town and wondered why it hadn't sensed her but it would be logical that her aura kept her hidden from it. More than likely, she would have had the same issue with it and it understood that each could cancel each other out. It chuckled as it remembered a long ago rune it had studied on the law of negation ( ... )

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anon_annis May 1 2008, 23:00:27 UTC
"Me name is Annis Black," she replied, cocking her head to the side, "It's nice to make yer acquaintance, Henry Weaver." She looked at his face. He had green eyes ( ... )

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the_anon_entity May 2 2008, 01:37:49 UTC
She had a mischievousness to her that was refreshing and in many ways, Annis reminded it of some of the younger fey back where he had been conceived. They too had this airiness to them that was so prevalent in this woman. Of course, that was before one went through their trials and the harsh reality of their existence reared its ugly head ( ... )

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anon_annis May 2 2008, 02:42:52 UTC
Annis thought she detected the slightest edge of a smile in this one as he stood, now with his hands in his pockets, like the young leader of an old tribe...trying his best to assert his newfound authority to and upon his people. She wondered if the harshness of sovereignty had already disappointed him.

'Tis just a choice he'll hafta' make, what kind of leader he'll become...She barked a rousing laugh at his bluntness concerning her stature ( ... )

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