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~Lock
I have no clue what just happened. I'm tired, and I think I used magic…although I don't much…and I'm not sure how…I look at Sib and Zoey sitting with their backs against the sinks. Sib has turned off the sinks but there are large puddles of water on the floor where it dripped from Zoey's wings. The burning blue color has stopped going up her wings and arm. I have no clue what I did, or what my name had to do with it, but I don't want to think of it again.
Finally I sit up. I don't want to sit in the girls' bathroom the whole day. Best get out now. I walk over and help Sib to her feet. She looks tired and for once doesn't have anything to say. Her hair is falling down about her shoulders, and her dress is wet. I smile as her eyes meet mine. She looks pretty…in a very…natural sort of way. I like it. A lot. Sib smiles back at me and I wonder what she is thinking. Then she glances at Zoey.
I walk over to her, "Are you alright?"
Zoey nods, as if she isn't at all sure.
"What happened…and why did my name…help?"
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That is totally fine! I get it! 😉 I'm glad you like Lock Kyar's name…I'm not at all sure how I thought of the Kyar part…I just…thought of it! XD
Oh–and here is a thought– maybe Willow is somehow related to Lock Kyar…? OR…I don't know…lol! Xd-
Lock seems pretty confused, so I'm going to explain. Aaaaand I kinda doubt that Lock is related to Willow, though he could be, but…. Willow is a unicorn… so….
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Lock helps Sib to her feet and turns to me. "Are you alright?" he asks me. I stretch my arm in front of me. It's pale and undamaged as ever. "I think so, yeah." Then I try to stretch out my wing. It feels fine, but I hear Lock and Sib suck in a breath through their teeth. I catch a glimpse of it in the mirror. Feathers are no longer dropping off, but the wing is nearly bare. I reach back and stroke the pink skin and remaining downy feathers.
"Oh, Zoey…" Lock says, reaching out to touch my wing. "I'm so, so sorry."
I shrug. "It's fine." Although, it's not. How can I ever fly again? I smack my head. Of course!
I wave my hand over my wing and mutter an incantation. The feathers start growing back in, but very slowly. It will take several hours, and until then, I'll be off balance and unable to fly.
I turn back around. Lock is staring at me open-mouthed. I forgot not everyone can do magic, and even if they can, not as well as I can. Most ordinary people's magic is restricted to finding lost things and looking good all the time. Mine goes a little farther: transforming into someone else, erasing memories, keeping the world from exploding, little things like that.
I grin. "You've never seen much magic before, have you?"
He shakes his head.
"Well," I say, "You should probably start thinking about it. Not many people could help me cast that incantation like you could. Thanks for your name, by the way." Without another word, I slip past him and enter the ballroom once again. Or, at least, I try– he catches me by the arm. "What– what happened?" he asks. "Why did my name help?"
I shake my head. "It wasn't your name. You just happen to be named after a healing incantation– and a strong one at that. When you said your name, it triggered the incantation."
"Oh… okay…" Lock says, wrinkling up his nose in confusion. I laugh, and actually enter the ballroom this time. Lock and Sib follow close behind, and out of the corner of my eye I see Sib blush shyly at something Lock says. I smile internally. Lock's a good guy. He leapt into a strange situation– and a girl's bathroom, no less!– to help someone he's never met. He deserves someone nice and kind like Sib.
I seek out Evil Devin in the crowd. As soon as he sees me, his eyes travel back to where Lock is, and where we just came out of. His face crumples into hurt and confusion.
"Evil Devin–" I call, but he's already run outside to the gardens. "Wait!"
I run after him and catch his arm. "Don't pretend you care!" he snarls, hurt and anger marring his tone. "Not after–" he breaks off and tries to rip his arm away from me, but I am stronger than he is.
"It's not what it looks like," I plead.
"Oh really?" he says, raising an eyebrow. "Then tell me what it was."
I tell him what happened, the whole thing. The nectar, my wing, Key, Lock's name… all of it.
By the time I'm finished, Evil Devin's face has relaxed. He lets me finish instead of interrupting like he did at the beginning.
"So… you don't like Lock?" he asks.
I shake my head. "Not like that. I didn't come here for him, Evil Devin. I came here for you."
I raise our joined hands in the moonlight. "And I'm here to stay."
We watch the moon rise in the sky, my head resting on his shoulder. A little while later, I hear his breathing even out and deepen, and I know he's fallen asleep. I stand up and smile at him. He's been so patient through everything. I hope I see him around the CB on the few AE threads there are after this ball is over.
Bong. The clock strikes nine, and I realize I've been at a ball for 2 hours and I haven't had a major panic attack yet.
I'm so happy, just sitting here with Evil Devin, that I fall into sleep myself.
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As told by Zoey
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I would just like to say, i had this whole other ending planned out where the mysterious AE comes back and kidnaps her, but as it says in the instructions, "This is NOT a ski lodge". So yeah.
~Zoey
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Lock seems pretty confused, so I'm going to explain. Aaaaand I kinda doubt that Lock is related to Willow, though he could be, but…. Willow is a unicorn… so….
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Lock helps Sib to her feet and turns to me. "Are you alright?" he asks me. I stretch my arm in front of me. It's pale and undamaged as ever. "I think so, yeah." Then I try to stretch out my wing. It feels fine, but I hear Lock and Sib suck in a breath through their teeth. I catch a glimpse of it in the mirror. Feathers are no longer dropping off, but the wing is nearly bare. I reach back and stroke the pink skin and remaining downy feathers.
"Oh, Zoey…" Lock says, reaching out to touch my wing. "I'm so, so sorry."
I shrug. "It's fine." Although, it's not. How can I ever fly again? I smack my head. Of course!
I wave my hand over my wing and mutter an incantation. The feathers start growing back in, but very slowly. It will take several hours, and until then, I'll be off balance and unable to fly.
I turn back around. Lock is staring at me open-mouthed. I forgot not everyone can do magic, and even if they can, not as well as I can. Most ordinary people's magic is restricted to finding lost things and looking good all the time. Mine goes a little farther: transforming into someone else, erasing memories, keeping the world from exploding, little things like that.
I grin. "You've never seen much magic before, have you?"
He shakes his head.
"Well," I say, "You should probably start thinking about it. Not many people could help me cast that incantation like you could. Thanks for your name, by the way." Without another word, I slip past him and enter the ballroom once again. Or, at least, I try– he catches me by the arm. "What– what happened?" he asks. "Why did my name help?"
I shake my head. "It wasn't your name. You just happen to be named after a healing incantation– and a strong one at that. When you said your name, it triggered the incantation."
"Oh… okay…" Lock says, wrinkling up his nose in confusion. I laugh, and actually enter the ballroom this time. Lock and Sib follow close behind, and out of the corner of my eye I see Sib blush shyly at something Lock says. I smile internally. Lock's a good guy. He leapt into a strange situation– and a girl's bathroom, no less!– to help someone he's never met. He deserves someone nice and kind like Sib.
I seek out Evil Devin in the crowd. As soon as he sees me, his eyes travel back to where Lock is, and where we just came out of. His face crumples into hurt and confusion.
"Evil Devin–" I call, but he's already run outside to the gardens. "Wait!"
I run after him and catch his arm. "Don't pretend you care!" he snarls, hurt and anger marring his tone. "Not after–" he breaks off and tries to rip his arm away from me, but I am stronger than he is.
"It's not what it looks like," I plead.
"Oh really?" he says, raising an eyebrow. "Then tell me what it was."
I tell him what happened, the whole thing. The nectar, my wing, Key, Lock's name… all of it.
By the time I'm finished, Evil Devin's face has relaxed. He lets me finish instead of interrupting like he did at the beginning.
"So… you don't like Lock?" he asks.
I shake my head. "Not like that. I didn't come here for him, Evil Devin. I came here for you."
I raise our joined hands in the moonlight. "And I'm here to stay."
We watch the moon rise in the sky, my head resting on his shoulder. A little while later, I hear his breathing even out and deepen, and I know he's fallen asleep. I stand up and smile at him. He's been so patient through everything. I hope I see him around the CB on the few AE threads there are after this ball is over.
Bong. The clock strikes nine, and I realize I've been at a ball for 2 hours and I haven't had a major panic attack yet.
I'm so happy, just sitting here with Evil Devin, that I fall into sleep myself.
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As told by Zoey
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I would just like to say, i had this whole other ending planned out where the mysterious AE comes back and kidnaps her, but as it says in the instructions, "This is NOT a ski lodge". So yeah.
~Zoey
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@Everyone:
sorry, it posted twice… I submitted it, but then I went back and I thought it didn't so…. yeah. Sorry!
~Zoey
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""So… you don't like Lock?" he asks."
*Cracks knuckles* You better not! That boy is mine! I mean, my CBer forced me to go with him, and I don't like him in the slightest.
Bwahahahaha! Sib, nice and kind, as if! Oi! You are right that Lock does deserve someone nice, but nice and Sib are not two words that go together. Anyway, I'm sorry for not posting. I was out of town this weekend. I did write today, but I also closed the tab twice(!) so I didn't post.
Can we get on with it?
Fine.
~Sib~
After Zoey leaves, I notice how wet and messed up I am. I don't really care that my hair has fallen down, but my skirt is too wet to spread out when I spin.
"Lock, can I clean myself up? I'm sorry, I'll try to to take too long." I say.
"It's fine," He says, "go ahead." I go back to the bathroom. I run my fingers through my hair to try to tame it, and, most importantly, dry my skirt under the hand dryer. Then I go back out to where Lock is waiting.
"So," I say, "Do you want to learn how to swing dance?"
"Sure!" He says.
"It's pretty simple once you get the hang of it." I explain the basic steps and a few spins.
"You should see two people who really know what they're doing dancing." I say "There's some really crazy moves out there. There's one where the girl does a back flip around the guy's arm, and a different one where she ends up sitting on his shoulder."
"You have to teach me those." He says."Ha! I don't know them. I just know of them. I would teach you the two mildly cool moves I know, but I don't know what the guy does. I would prefer if we didn't try to figure it out because of the too high chance of me landing on my head.""That sounds like a perfectly good reason not to try it." I laugh at the tone he used."It was really impressive how willing you were to help Zoey. If someone told me I had to go into the boy's bathroom, I wouldn't have just run in, no matter how much I trusted my sibling.""Key had said she was going to die. I wasn't just going to let her." He brushes aside my compliment."Fair point. But still, you didn't even hesitate. And of all the coincidences that your name was the healing charm! Who would have thought?""I know, right? And now we both know a healing charm, that might come in useful." We continue to chat and dance, past the clock striking nine.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~And I can't figure out a way to end this post. I'm just going to stop now. -
""So… you don't like Lock?" he asks."
*Cracks knuckles* You better not! That boy is mine! I mean, my CBer forced me to go with him, and I don't like him in the slightest.
Bwahahahaha! Sib, nice and kind, as if! Oi! You are right that Lock does deserve someone nice, but nice and Sib are not two words that go together. Anyway, I'm sorry for not posting. I was out of town this weekend. I did write today, but I also closed the tab twice(!) so I didn't post.
Can we get on with it?
Fine.
~Sib~
After Zoey leaves, I notice how wet and messed up I am. I don't really care that my hair has fallen down, but my skirt is too wet to spread out when I spin.
"Lock, can I clean myself up? I'm sorry, I'll try to to take too long." I say.
"It's fine," He says, "go ahead." I go back to the bathroom. I run my fingers through my hair to try to tame it, and, most importantly, dry my skirt under the hand dryer. Then I go back out to where Lock is waiting.
"So," I say, "Do you want to learn how to swing dance?"
"Sure!" He says.
"It's pretty simple once you get the hang of it." I explain the basic steps and a few spins.
"You should see two people who really know what they're doing dancing." I say "There's some really crazy moves out there. There's one where the girl does a back flip around the guy's arm, and a different one where she ends up sitting on his shoulder."
"You have to teach me those." He says."Ha! I don't know them. I just know of them. I would teach you the two mildly cool moves I know, but I don't know what the guy does. I would prefer if we didn't try to figure it out because of the too high chance of me landing on my head.""That sounds like a perfectly good reason not to try it." I laugh at the tone he used."It was really impressive how willing you were to help Zoey. If someone told me I had to go into the boy's bathroom, I wouldn't have just run in, no matter how much I trusted my sibling.""Key had said she was going to die. I wasn't just going to let her." He brushes aside my compliment."Fair point. But still, you didn't even hesitate. And of all the coincidences that your name was the healing charm! Who would have thought?""I know, right? And now we both know a healing charm, that might come in useful." We continue to chat and dance, past the clock striking nine.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~And I can't figure out a way to end this post. I'm just going to stop now.
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Key~I lean heavily against Pseudonym I'm to tired to think…my head is spinning…so tired… "What happened?????? Where am I??? Is…is she okay??? I…I'm so sorry!" I begin to cry from tiredness. "I didn't mean to make a scene! I can't stop my visions…I wish…." I stop speaking…I'm dizzy and I can't think. If only things were easy…
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Ahhh! I'm cracking up! No…Lock isn't a unicorn!
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Lock Kyar~
I help the girls sit up and we talk. Everything is bluring together, I'm confused…worried about Key, worried that Sib will hate me now, mad that I even thought that I could help, mad that I made a scene in doing so and confused that I did help. I'm not really paying attention to what is said around me, even when I speak. I'm to lost in thought. I'm closer to Key then I thought. Her vision has drained me as well. I'm also shocked. I haven't used magic in over a year….Not like that anyway.
I come back to the room, thought my head is spinning. I watch as Zoey heals her wing. I'm shocked. I didn't know there was such a spell, and I'm in awe that such a young looking girl could use this powerful a spell. Master Nelcolia never spoke of more magical people in the world besides the four of us…but that was before I became "ANOTHER" and met Silver and Key.
Zoey laughs. "You aren't used to seeing magic are you?"
I almost say that I've seen more then most people, but I catch myself. That was someone else. That was before I became "ANOTHER"….that was a different life time. Besides…there is too much of a chance that Zoey knows what the name Shackle Aubrey Cricker means. I kick myself. I can't even think that name around someone so powerful. If I wasn't so out of practice I would cast a shadow spell on my thoughts, but I'm to drained and to out of practice.
"You should…" Zoey begins. I don't hear any of it. I'm tired. I'm lost in this world. Glory, why did he need to make me "ANOTHER"?!
We leave the girls' bathroom. I had forgotten where we were. To lost in thought. As we go I lean over to Sib and speak to her. "I'm sorry about all this…I…I don't know…I should check on my sister. Do-Do you want to teach me that dance now?"
She smiles and I think she is blushing. I want to sleep. I need to clear my mind. I don't know how. I'm so tired.
Sib is looking at me, "Are you alright?"
I smile and nod. "I think I'll get some fresh air…" I need to see my sister…need to go home…but…where is home anymore? "ANOTHER" doesn't have a home.
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Sorry I didn't mean to change your plan sorry Starseeker. I think maybe we should slow donw? I kinda feel like we are taking over the AE ball. I also think I am bringing to much of my story in. After this I'm just gonna dance and stuff.
Thanks! this is fun!! 🙂-
@Cockleburr:
I don't know. Maybe? I haven't really thought that much about it…. it doesn't come up in the story I wrote about her!
@Lock:
yeah, we are kinda taking over…. but no one else has posted in DAYS! I think we're kinda the only ones on here… and I don't feel comfortable writing someone else's story so…
But I agree. Let's take it down a few notches. As the introduction says, "This is NOT a ski lodge. It is an AE shipping thread!!" I think that maybe later, when this ball is over, I might make an "AE adventure thread". Kind of like a ski lodge, but everyone writes and no one dies (unless they want to!). That could be fun! It would be like this, but not at a ball. And less shipping, more adventure.
~Zoey
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I agree!! That would be AWESOME!! I hope you do that! 🙂
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Pseudonym~
"What happened?????? Where am I??? Is…is she okay??? I…I'm so
sorry! I didn't mean to make a scene! I
can't stop my visions…I wish…." Key says. Then she falls bac, crying. "She's fine. It's not your fault. You did a great thing, Key. You and Lock actually saved someone. That's amazing! You should be proud." I tell her. She still cries a little. I turn to Secret. "Do you know where to get a pillow or something for Key?" Secret nods, and runs off to get one.***
Okay, I hope that didn't interfere with any plans or anything?
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Goodness no!!! No plans here!!!! XD You do a really good job of capturing Key! 🙂
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This is Cockleburr. I get that Zoey's feathers grew back with magic, but she wouldn't have to worry about never being able to fly if they hadn't. I don't know if magical girls are anything like chickens, but if a chicken looses a patch of feathers, they will all regrow when the bird molts. (Although, it is much easier, quicker, and less stressful to use magic!)
Carry on, everyone!
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I slither across the ceiling. None of the AEs notice me. "All clear," I whisper to Timeless and Umbra. I wanted to crash the ball but Timeless and Umbra, silly pets, conviced me to give them entry as late guests. So I did.
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I walk into the ballroom. "Hi! Can I come as a last minute guest? Umbra too?" I ask a random AE. "Sure," the AE replies. YAY!
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I walk into the ballroom. Nobody notices me. Maybe because I'm in shadow form.
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Jamie's taking Estella. That's sad. I'm jealous. Oh. I was hoping to take her.
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I sit up against Pseudonym, "I'm sorry…" I say, feeling a little better after crying. "I really didn't mean to make a scene!"
I can't believe I cried. I never cry!
Pseudonym holds out his hand and helps me to my feet. I smile, as I stand. I'm still tired, but I feel better. Maybe…finally! we can get on with the ball!
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@Starseeker, the reason I haven't posted for a while is that my AE doesn't have ANYTHING to do with the new developments. I have nothing to say until he gets back into the story.
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@Cockleburr:
I'm sorry; I'll put you in this one! I've got to warn you though: we're mostly dancing now. There's not much going on. But anyway:
~Zoey
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I sit back down next to the slumbering Evil Devin. I smile. He looks so cute when he's sleeping. Then my smile fades. What am i doing? I'm not supposd to be falling in love!
But you are, whispers a rebellious voice inside me. I tell it to be quiet, but it goes on.
It won't be like last time. Evil Devin is most definetely not super-evil. Look how he tried to help you. Look how he really cares. Look at how bad he felt about the nectar. Look at his dancing skills.
Look at the way he looks at you.
I'm confused now. That extra twinkle in his eye when he looks at me… is that not just the light? Is it not just something in my mind? Could it be… real?
I shake my head. It's too late to be thinking about this. I stand up again and walk out to the maze of hedges and flowerbeds behind the ballroom. I need to clear my head. Maybe then, everything will be clear.
I start walking through the moonlit garden, stopping to smell the sweet blooms. As I walk, I see I'm not the only one with this idea. There are a few other AE couples out here.
As I bend over to smell one of the roses, a male AE runs up to me. "Jammira!" he says hurridly. "Please don't go! You're not under a jynx! You just have bad luck! Something good will happen I promise!"
I stand back up, and his face falls. "Oh. I'm sorry…. you're not Jammira. Uh, sorry. Bye!" And he dashes off again.
Jammira… I search my memory. Isn't that the other AE with wings, the one wearing a similar ballgown? The male AE– Counter, I remember– must have mistaken her for me in the moonlight. I feel bad. Isn't that the AE who had frosting fall on her? She must really feel jynxed.
Suddenly, I have a BRILLIANT idea. While Evil Devin's asleep, I can fix things for these AEs! Jammira must be really upset, and Counter really seems to like her.
But I'll need help. I dash back inside, all confusiing thoughts forgotten. I stop. That AE I met earlier, Lock, is dancing with Sib. I don't want to interrupt their happy chatter… they're so perfect for each other!
I spin around, searching the ballroom for an AE I recoginize. There are none. I'm a relatively new AE, and I don't know many AEs.
I shrug and walk up to the punch table, where several single AEs are talking awkwardly.
"Hey…" I start. They all look at me curiously. When I explain, they smile and agree to help.
~Zoey
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could someone come with me?
who would want to come with you? Not me!!! Ha ha ha ha!!!
well I don't want to go with you max!
no one will want to go with you raven.
someone will! Won't they?
nope! Your to ugly!
i am? Messes with her hair.
Of course you are have you looked at yourself in the mirror.
no. Looks in the mirror. Looks as pretty as ever. You lire!!!!
i will dance with all the pretty girls!
can someone please come with me?