More thoughts.
This entry ICly open to friends only.
I really don't feel like writing much. It's just been one of those days, and I have a lot of thoughts going through my head. I don't really feel like talking about it a whole lot...
Oh, and Jean, sorry--I haven't been able to find any other students yet that have healing powers and are willing to help. I also have yet to talk to Jenny or Blue.
Talk to you guys some other time. Sorry...Well, sorry to everyone except Noren. More like thanks to her. She managed to help me smile today, and remember the things in this world that are lovely and beautiful. Thanks, Noren.
This part of the entry ICly not open to Noren.
I think I really like Noren. In a way, I'm starting to think of her as more than a friend. Now that I think about it, I've felt this way about her for a good while...I just never took the time to realize it. I guess that between all her extra reading, and the fact that I thought no one would ever want a geeky science nerd like me as her boyfriend, I never really believed it. But, I guess love doesn't have to follow rules or expectations. We'll just see where this goes...but for now, 1) please don't tell her I wrote this :-) and 2) I'm really sorry for any other friends of mine out there reading this that might be offended because I don't seem to feel the same way about them, too. And that's all I have to say about that.
<> The Roof
Through a small little door accessed from the attic, one may stand or sit out here on a flat section of the mansion's roof on cool summer evenings, or anytime really, to think. Most of the mansion's grounds can be viewed from here as well as Westchester on, beautiful in the spring and fall when all things are blooming anew or the earthy, patchwork quilt of autumn lays across the land. Visible in the distance is the city skyline of New York.
[Exits : [Jump] to the Treehouse, and [In]side ]
[Players : Norenvalei ]
Norenvalei sleeps almost soundly on the roof. She's rolled over onto her left side, with her left hand tucked under her head. She giggles slightly every now and then, mumbling something about a Ch"ris" and then later about a Qu"ark" the preceding sounds just faintly chopped off by the volumn of the mumblings. She shifts every now and then, but her power isn't reigned in, creating an (3ft. radius) aura of 70ish degree (19-20 Centigrade) temperature that if one had a thermometer, one could tell that the temperature was throbbing almost with her heartbeat trying to go higher. A smile plays across her lips and features.
Quark opens the small door on the roof that leads down to the attic and walks onto the roof itself, shutting the door behind him. Although he always prefers being seen with a smile, lately he's been seen with little more than a depressed frown--most likely due to his mother's worsening condition. This hasn't helped in his physics professor the empath, Professor Lehmann. He even had to leave class yesterday for a while because she couldn't concentrate enough to teach. (OOC note: just making this up. Didn't RP it happening...) Still, as he's come to the roof for a place of solitude and quiet in the tranquility of winter, he can't help but smile when he spots Noren sleeping over on the ground of the roof. As he steps closer to see if she's alright, he jumps in surprise at the sudden temperature change--he wasn't exactly expecting to feel summer temperatures on the roof at this time of year. He arches a curious eyebrow at Noren and leans down next to her; fortunately for her, he doesn't catch what she's mumbling before he taps her on the shoulder and concernedly asks her, "Noren, are you alright? Hello?"
Norenvalei hmmms? And then blinks awake suddenly. She blushes a little as she scoots up into a sitting position hugging her knees to her chest. "Oh, hi Chris... yes, yes, I'm well." She turns her head away with a nervous smile, though the temperature has managed to raise a little, even if just barely.
Quark arches in eyebrow in curiosity, but shrugs and turns away to face the courtyard below. He brushes some snow away near the edge and takes a seat with a good view, managing to avoid showing that perpetual frown. After a few moments of calming silence, he does manage a small smile and comments quietly, "I love the winter. It's beautiful, really." He turns to Noren and asks, "What's your favorite season, Noren? Even though you can apparently make it feel like summer in the coldest month of the year," he jokes.
Norenvalei giggles a little, "I'd also have to say the winter. It's absolutely wonderful here." She smiles a little at Chris. She shrugs, "I've long since forgotten what summer feels like, Chris. But the weather is beautiful all year round. And the scenery...spectacular? I think is the right ward. What brings you up here?...If one may inquire..."
Quark smiles at that. Closing his eyes and trying to think of the right words to portray the emotion of summer, "Summer is the time of year when the sun's warmth makes you forget all pain, suffering, and cold. The time when friends and recreation makes you wish you'd never have to go back to school, but it also starts in the summer." And then he remembers why he's here, and sighs. "No, it's alright. I'm just here to think and relax. The cold has always made me feel better," he explains with a small shrug. "I don't know why, it just does...I'm just thinking about my mother, and what we're going to do to help her." Silence after that, as he falls into another long moment of regret and frustration...
Norenvalei nods and lays back again, "Odd, you know" She pauses, "How things work, that is." A stall as she tries to think of how best to word what she wants to say next in her thoughts. "You with your X-Ray vision. You never knew you even had it until your mother was beginning to die from the results of the radiation. The coldest winter to /ever/ hit the region where I lived happened the winter my curses manifested. Killed both my parents while I was stuck having to learn to live with them." She almost blinks at a thought. "It's kinda like Someone or something knew what would happen and made it happen." She pauses again, "Je n'ai pas...I don't know." She rolls to look at Chris and just look at him. "I think I've been responsible for the deaths of at least 7 people, Chris. Before I got to New York, that is. For the longest time, I've blamed myself for the deaths of my parents. I still do to an extent, but... I try... remember good times. Since coming here..." She pauses and then the pause drags out. "I don't know how to say it. The words... they just aren't there. But I'll help however I can, Chris." She falls back into uneasy silence, questions racing through her mind. The warmth of the temperature dies back down to what could be considered normal, for her, a hovering near 40ish degrees fahrenheit. She fails to even think about reigning it in though.
Quark nods sympathetically with Noren, listening to what she has to say about their powers and how things always seem to go wrong. He sighs and replies, "I just wish I didn't have to feel so guilty about potentially killing the only person I've truly cared for all my life. It just doesn't seem fair...how you and I seem to injure those we love the most. That shouldn't happen to good people, especially you." He shakes his head and sighs again, adding after a slight pause, "I appreciate the comfort, Noren. I really do. I just wish..." a sigh and a scowl, before he continues, "I wish a lot of things, really. I wish bad things didn't have to happen to good people. I even wish bad things didn't have to happen to bad people just to make them realize what they're doing wrong, and that good things didn't happen to bad people and make them continue to do wrong. I wish mankind treated mutants better, that societ treated people of nationalities better, and so, so many things more." He sighs and looks over the edge of the building again, pondering what he's trying to get at. "Most of the time, though, I just wish for wisdom. So many times I worry about what I'm saying to say just because I don't want to sound stupid, or make people reject me. I'm not afraid of many things, but I guess I do have this deep hidden fear of rejection..." A long pause, and he adds with a small smile, "But I don't feel that way around you, it seems."
Norenvalei nods, then giggles, "Bad things? Does that include breaking your hand?" She gestures to the casted right hand. "All things put aside, You're mother can be healed. It will just be a matter of how stupid society is about it, and if she is strong enough to survive it. She isn't dead, yet. So it's not over."
Quark laughs and nods, replying, "Yes, you could probably blame the media for overadvertising chocoloate when you were younger for the incident that led up to your broken hand. And that media was only trying to make money, not protect you from broken hands," he jokes. He nods in agreement, hopefully appearing to gain some more confidence. "You're right...hopefully it's not too late. Jean and I are going to try and talk to some different healers in and out of the school and ask them if they'd be willing to help with the healing." He idly taps a finger on his cheek, trying to focus on something. "I got the note you sent me, about being willing to help. I appreciate it...just wondering, though. Would you happen to know any students at the school that have healing abilities? I mean, not like Professor Logan...people that can potentially help heal others."
Norenvalei nods, "My roommate, Jenny. I think she can. I don't know for sure though, haven't talked to her much. I'm going to read through the medical stuff in the library and see if I can find anything that might be of use in amongst all of that stuff."
Quark nods, but shivers at a memory about a conversation with Jenny. "I know Jenny. I'm not sure if I'm going to ask her or not, though..." He pauses, creating an awkward silence, and then finally adds, "Not sure if you knew, but I asked her if she could heal my mother when I first met her. She freaked out and basically ran away from me for a few days. She left me a note a few days later and explained why she was so afraid...Apparently, every time she heals someone, it drains her own bioenergy. So trying to heal leukemia could very well kill her, if it was developed enough." He shudders again and sighs. "She and I both apologized to each other, but our 'relationship' is still very strained."
Norenvalei ohs and nods, "ok, that was a bad idea, then. Sorry. I'd recommend Jean Remillard, but have a big meal on hand. Of course, he might just eat the cancerous cells anyway."
Quark nods and sighs, but laughs at the joke. "Blue is a very, very odd person. I stopped by when he was making cakes once, and he let me have some." He shrugs and chuckles slightly at the memory, adding, "He's quite odd. Still, if Jenny isn't the -only- person to help, she might be up to it--with enough preparation for the question. Not just a simple 'Hi, remember that last time I asked you to heal my mother? Well, now I really need you to do it. How about in a week or so?'" He scoffs at his own joke, but shrugs and stands up from his resting spot. After another pause, he says, "Anyway, I should probably get going. Have homework to work on," he sighs with a roll of the eyes. "And I have lots to think about. Talk to you later, I guess." With a wave and another goodbye, he opens the small door and walks back into the attic and down the stairs...
OOC: A fun RP scene with Noren. I'm sure there are a few typos there on my behalf, but heck, you can deal with that. ^_^ Anyway, talk to you all later. I get to go help make catapaults for Science Olympiad tonight! And I might get a snow day tomorrow! Yay!!
On a different note, my new character for the MUCK just got approved yesterday, so if you see Auset on, please feel free to RP with her. Just be forewarned that she's a tad...well...evil. >:-D Mwahahaha. See you all later!
I really don't feel like writing much. It's just been one of those days, and I have a lot of thoughts going through my head. I don't really feel like talking about it a whole lot...
Oh, and Jean, sorry--I haven't been able to find any other students yet that have healing powers and are willing to help. I also have yet to talk to Jenny or Blue.
Talk to you guys some other time. Sorry...Well, sorry to everyone except Noren. More like thanks to her. She managed to help me smile today, and remember the things in this world that are lovely and beautiful. Thanks, Noren.
This part of the entry ICly not open to Noren.
I think I really like Noren. In a way, I'm starting to think of her as more than a friend. Now that I think about it, I've felt this way about her for a good while...I just never took the time to realize it. I guess that between all her extra reading, and the fact that I thought no one would ever want a geeky science nerd like me as her boyfriend, I never really believed it. But, I guess love doesn't have to follow rules or expectations. We'll just see where this goes...but for now, 1) please don't tell her I wrote this :-) and 2) I'm really sorry for any other friends of mine out there reading this that might be offended because I don't seem to feel the same way about them, too. And that's all I have to say about that.
<> The Roof
Through a small little door accessed from the attic, one may stand or sit out here on a flat section of the mansion's roof on cool summer evenings, or anytime really, to think. Most of the mansion's grounds can be viewed from here as well as Westchester on, beautiful in the spring and fall when all things are blooming anew or the earthy, patchwork quilt of autumn lays across the land. Visible in the distance is the city skyline of New York.
[Exits : [Jump] to the Treehouse, and [In]side ]
[Players : Norenvalei ]
Norenvalei sleeps almost soundly on the roof. She's rolled over onto her left side, with her left hand tucked under her head. She giggles slightly every now and then, mumbling something about a Ch"ris" and then later about a Qu"ark" the preceding sounds just faintly chopped off by the volumn of the mumblings. She shifts every now and then, but her power isn't reigned in, creating an (3ft. radius) aura of 70ish degree (19-20 Centigrade) temperature that if one had a thermometer, one could tell that the temperature was throbbing almost with her heartbeat trying to go higher. A smile plays across her lips and features.
Quark opens the small door on the roof that leads down to the attic and walks onto the roof itself, shutting the door behind him. Although he always prefers being seen with a smile, lately he's been seen with little more than a depressed frown--most likely due to his mother's worsening condition. This hasn't helped in his physics professor the empath, Professor Lehmann. He even had to leave class yesterday for a while because she couldn't concentrate enough to teach. (OOC note: just making this up. Didn't RP it happening...) Still, as he's come to the roof for a place of solitude and quiet in the tranquility of winter, he can't help but smile when he spots Noren sleeping over on the ground of the roof. As he steps closer to see if she's alright, he jumps in surprise at the sudden temperature change--he wasn't exactly expecting to feel summer temperatures on the roof at this time of year. He arches a curious eyebrow at Noren and leans down next to her; fortunately for her, he doesn't catch what she's mumbling before he taps her on the shoulder and concernedly asks her, "Noren, are you alright? Hello?"
Norenvalei hmmms? And then blinks awake suddenly. She blushes a little as she scoots up into a sitting position hugging her knees to her chest. "Oh, hi Chris... yes, yes, I'm well." She turns her head away with a nervous smile, though the temperature has managed to raise a little, even if just barely.
Quark arches in eyebrow in curiosity, but shrugs and turns away to face the courtyard below. He brushes some snow away near the edge and takes a seat with a good view, managing to avoid showing that perpetual frown. After a few moments of calming silence, he does manage a small smile and comments quietly, "I love the winter. It's beautiful, really." He turns to Noren and asks, "What's your favorite season, Noren? Even though you can apparently make it feel like summer in the coldest month of the year," he jokes.
Norenvalei giggles a little, "I'd also have to say the winter. It's absolutely wonderful here." She smiles a little at Chris. She shrugs, "I've long since forgotten what summer feels like, Chris. But the weather is beautiful all year round. And the scenery...spectacular? I think is the right ward. What brings you up here?...If one may inquire..."
Quark smiles at that. Closing his eyes and trying to think of the right words to portray the emotion of summer, "Summer is the time of year when the sun's warmth makes you forget all pain, suffering, and cold. The time when friends and recreation makes you wish you'd never have to go back to school, but it also starts in the summer." And then he remembers why he's here, and sighs. "No, it's alright. I'm just here to think and relax. The cold has always made me feel better," he explains with a small shrug. "I don't know why, it just does...I'm just thinking about my mother, and what we're going to do to help her." Silence after that, as he falls into another long moment of regret and frustration...
Norenvalei nods and lays back again, "Odd, you know" She pauses, "How things work, that is." A stall as she tries to think of how best to word what she wants to say next in her thoughts. "You with your X-Ray vision. You never knew you even had it until your mother was beginning to die from the results of the radiation. The coldest winter to /ever/ hit the region where I lived happened the winter my curses manifested. Killed both my parents while I was stuck having to learn to live with them." She almost blinks at a thought. "It's kinda like Someone or something knew what would happen and made it happen." She pauses again, "Je n'ai pas...I don't know." She rolls to look at Chris and just look at him. "I think I've been responsible for the deaths of at least 7 people, Chris. Before I got to New York, that is. For the longest time, I've blamed myself for the deaths of my parents. I still do to an extent, but... I try... remember good times. Since coming here..." She pauses and then the pause drags out. "I don't know how to say it. The words... they just aren't there. But I'll help however I can, Chris." She falls back into uneasy silence, questions racing through her mind. The warmth of the temperature dies back down to what could be considered normal, for her, a hovering near 40ish degrees fahrenheit. She fails to even think about reigning it in though.
Quark nods sympathetically with Noren, listening to what she has to say about their powers and how things always seem to go wrong. He sighs and replies, "I just wish I didn't have to feel so guilty about potentially killing the only person I've truly cared for all my life. It just doesn't seem fair...how you and I seem to injure those we love the most. That shouldn't happen to good people, especially you." He shakes his head and sighs again, adding after a slight pause, "I appreciate the comfort, Noren. I really do. I just wish..." a sigh and a scowl, before he continues, "I wish a lot of things, really. I wish bad things didn't have to happen to good people. I even wish bad things didn't have to happen to bad people just to make them realize what they're doing wrong, and that good things didn't happen to bad people and make them continue to do wrong. I wish mankind treated mutants better, that societ treated people of nationalities better, and so, so many things more." He sighs and looks over the edge of the building again, pondering what he's trying to get at. "Most of the time, though, I just wish for wisdom. So many times I worry about what I'm saying to say just because I don't want to sound stupid, or make people reject me. I'm not afraid of many things, but I guess I do have this deep hidden fear of rejection..." A long pause, and he adds with a small smile, "But I don't feel that way around you, it seems."
Norenvalei nods, then giggles, "Bad things? Does that include breaking your hand?" She gestures to the casted right hand. "All things put aside, You're mother can be healed. It will just be a matter of how stupid society is about it, and if she is strong enough to survive it. She isn't dead, yet. So it's not over."
Quark laughs and nods, replying, "Yes, you could probably blame the media for overadvertising chocoloate when you were younger for the incident that led up to your broken hand. And that media was only trying to make money, not protect you from broken hands," he jokes. He nods in agreement, hopefully appearing to gain some more confidence. "You're right...hopefully it's not too late. Jean and I are going to try and talk to some different healers in and out of the school and ask them if they'd be willing to help with the healing." He idly taps a finger on his cheek, trying to focus on something. "I got the note you sent me, about being willing to help. I appreciate it...just wondering, though. Would you happen to know any students at the school that have healing abilities? I mean, not like Professor Logan...people that can potentially help heal others."
Norenvalei nods, "My roommate, Jenny. I think she can. I don't know for sure though, haven't talked to her much. I'm going to read through the medical stuff in the library and see if I can find anything that might be of use in amongst all of that stuff."
Quark nods, but shivers at a memory about a conversation with Jenny. "I know Jenny. I'm not sure if I'm going to ask her or not, though..." He pauses, creating an awkward silence, and then finally adds, "Not sure if you knew, but I asked her if she could heal my mother when I first met her. She freaked out and basically ran away from me for a few days. She left me a note a few days later and explained why she was so afraid...Apparently, every time she heals someone, it drains her own bioenergy. So trying to heal leukemia could very well kill her, if it was developed enough." He shudders again and sighs. "She and I both apologized to each other, but our 'relationship' is still very strained."
Norenvalei ohs and nods, "ok, that was a bad idea, then. Sorry. I'd recommend Jean Remillard, but have a big meal on hand. Of course, he might just eat the cancerous cells anyway."
Quark nods and sighs, but laughs at the joke. "Blue is a very, very odd person. I stopped by when he was making cakes once, and he let me have some." He shrugs and chuckles slightly at the memory, adding, "He's quite odd. Still, if Jenny isn't the -only- person to help, she might be up to it--with enough preparation for the question. Not just a simple 'Hi, remember that last time I asked you to heal my mother? Well, now I really need you to do it. How about in a week or so?'" He scoffs at his own joke, but shrugs and stands up from his resting spot. After another pause, he says, "Anyway, I should probably get going. Have homework to work on," he sighs with a roll of the eyes. "And I have lots to think about. Talk to you later, I guess." With a wave and another goodbye, he opens the small door and walks back into the attic and down the stairs...
OOC: A fun RP scene with Noren. I'm sure there are a few typos there on my behalf, but heck, you can deal with that. ^_^ Anyway, talk to you all later. I get to go help make catapaults for Science Olympiad tonight! And I might get a snow day tomorrow! Yay!!
On a different note, my new character for the MUCK just got approved yesterday, so if you see Auset on, please feel free to RP with her. Just be forewarned that she's a tad...well...evil. >:-D Mwahahaha. See you all later!