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[sheila_nagig]

There's a nice breeze today on the lake.

The tree seems to like it.

...what, never seen a tree dance before?

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[valehero]

A messy blond haired adept wanders over, and stops at the tree, then smiles slightly. This, he hadn't seen before in his wanderings. Then again, it had been a while since he was this close to the bar in his wanderings. He stops and rests a hand on the tree, speaking to it through the use of his psyenergy, a trick he picked up while wandering through Angara. "Truly a sight to behold, a tree that dances with the breezing winds. Good day," he speaks softly.

[sheila_nagig]

Ooh, hey, the hand tickles.

But that? Is one happy tree. Watch her dance. Someone to talk to yay!

[valehero]

Isaac smiles with a soft laugh, pulling his hand back. "Forgive me then...might I ask what makes such a living thing want to dance on this day?" he queries. He's spoken with trees before, but this one...well, it talked a little differently than the ones he had conversed with before on his home world. Still, this was nice.

[sheila_nagig]

Who wouldn't want to dance in a breeze like this?

Although, truth be told, she's glad she doesn't have nipples or really feel the cold in tree-form. It's bitter cold.

[valehero]

He nods with a smile. "Yes, the weather is great today, if a little chilled," he agrees. "Forgive my manners...My name is Isaac. I come from a small village called Vale."

[sheila_nagig]

Manners schmanners. Trees don't need manners. But pleased to meet you. I'm normally called Sheila.

The tree seems to smile.

[valehero]

The power of Psenergy is a great thing. This time, it helps him sense the smile the tree offers, and he nods with a smile of his own. "Sheila...you know, the name is strangely familiar..." Though, at the moment, he can't quite recall just how.

And, mun must scurry on to class. Can be slowtimed, as he has awaited trying this thread for a while now... ^_^*

[sheila_nagig]

Slowtime is fine :) Sheila-mun's been waiting for it too.

Well, if it jogs your memory... short-ish bouncy redhead.

The comparisons end at... well. There are really no similarities between the tree and the Goddess except for the personality. And that's enough.

[valehero]

Isaac thinks back, though he can't seem to jog his memory about meeting any redheads. "Well...I'm sure we have met then, but I can't quite recall at the moment..." he says softly, holding a hand to his chin in thought. Looking to the tree with a smile, he finishes with, "Though, you sound as if you recall me, from some meeting, so I am guessing it was somewhere after I arrived here."

[sheila_nagig]

I was pregnant. I looked bored. You kept me company. It was rather nice.

[valehero]

Ah, the face of realization. Isaac smiles as the memory comes to him. "Ah, the goddess by the fire bearing a child...I remember now..." he says, then nods. "I guess this is a normal part of your yearly cycle? You did speak of being a goddess of fertility, right?"

[sheila_nagig]

Sweety, nothing of this past year has been anything that even slightly resembles normal. It was the first time I'd ever been pregnant, and usually it's my brother in this position. This year, though, we swapped so he could stay with his husband and their daughter.

[valehero]

Isaac blinks at the voice that speaks to him from the tree. "...Your brother and...his husband?" Okay, that sounded a bit odd, but...okay, thinking about this is making his head hurt. He raises a hand to his head and rubs at it for a moment, trying to think clearly.