A traveller lost

[sweetarabian]

She arrives on horseback, a black veil covering her face and hair. She dismounts, looking about herself in confusion. She has lost her guide, and her surroundings look very different than a moment before. Hesitantly, she draws back the veil, revealing shining black hair and lovely dark eyes.

. . . Felix?

Typist: Safie, from Mary Shelley's

Comments

[broodingelf]

*and here's an elfthing, reaching to pat the horsie on the nose (horses like elves, silly things), and giving its rider a smile* Greetings, lady.

[sweetarabian]

*smiles and greets him with a nod, stroking the horse's mane*

[broodingelf]

*speaking in French, we forgot to mention, out of various habits* Your horse is a fine one. *earscritching it, because yay horses, used to be a horse archer and whatnot*

[sweetarabian]

*recognizes it as French -- that's the language Felix speaks -- but doesn't know anything beyond that, and so she smiles and says nothing and hopes he understands*

[minaharker10_2]

*gently* Are you all right?

[sweetarabian]

*her expression is one apologetically helpless -- she can't begin to answer, she doesn't know the words, and she's tired of feeling so utterly lost -- she responds with a few words of Arabic, not expecting to be understood*

[minaharker10_2]

*Mina immediatly realizes that this woman can't speak English and sighs* Oh, dear. Well, I'll try to get you to a room, and hopefully there will be someone here who can speak your language. *takes the other woman's hand gently and begins leading her to one of the unoccupied bedrooms*

[sweetarabian]

*Mina seems friendly enough, and so, while a bit bewildered, Safie will follow willingly*

[bigbroroxxorz]

No.

[sweetarabian]

*she doesn't understand, but she knows she doesn't like his tone, and draws back a step, unnerved*

[finweson]

Oh my - he gets this totally, totally wrong, as he only knows - the wrong Felix, so far; and woman hiding behind a veil and man hiding behind a mask, that works, too, so his tone will be less than friendly.

"What would you want with that one?"

[sweetarabian]

She doesn't understand, not a word of it, but she certainly catches his tone, and her expression is utterly confused and a little hurt -- what did she do to provoke him? she can't begin to guess. She'll respond in Arabic, words she finds herself saying constantly, of late -- "I do not understand."

[finweson]

Although he doesn't understand the words directly, he does figure out the meaning - namely, that she doesn't speak his language. Now he is - among other things - an obsessive linguist, so he'll try and repeat her words (and probably get them right on the third or so try). As always when he faces a fascinating puzzle, his head is slightly tilted to the side, and his eyes are very bright; and while he may not yet be friendly, the hostility will have gone.

[sweetarabian]

Still a little uneasy, she is silent, watching.