08-05-2018, 06:33 PM
[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 55%; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: 0px;"]Being a clairvoyant is new to Imperia. The dreams, the strange intuition, the colors. It will take extensive observation and practice to accurately decipher the brilliant auras which shift and change depending on the person's emotional state. Auras reveal the purest of feelings and the darkest of intentions, and all with a simple change of hue. But Peri has yet to come to the point where she can expertly understand them. All she knows is that Bastilleprisoner seems to carry a heaviness with him while Moon...well...Moon is bright. It seems to glow no matter how he feels. And when he's around her...it takes on a rosy color. Like his soul is blushing. She has seen something similar when Margy and Suite are together, even Hazel and Bast. She always assumed the red and pink hues alluded to romantic feelings, but now she is not so sure. How could Moon love her? It's preposterous. There are so many better people in the world for him. People who are less cowardly, less timid, less...her.
The knowledge of Moon's aura has become something that Imperia actively denies. She reasons with it, coming up with ridiculous excuses as to why it isn't what she thinks it is. Love is not something that applies to her. She can love others, but her entire life's experience up to this point has proved that it will never be reciprocated. And if she is thinking down this path, does this mean that Peri loves him? No, no, no. Moon even said to Harland that they were just "buddies." It hurt her feelings for some reason, but it is what she expected. Just friends. No more, no less.
So why does her heart race when they're alone together? Why does she let him get away with touching her when she avoids contact with everyone else? Why does she only laugh when he's around? Why is she avoiding him because she's too shy to look him in the eyes?
Imperia distracts herself by throwing herself into her duties. Planting an herb garden, finishing construction on her cottage, checking in on patients--new and old. Anything to get her out of the cleric's hut. But despite her always being absent from the main encampment, the lovely she-wolf is somehow aware that something is wrong. She cannot know for sure as it is little more than a vague notion, but it lures her back from from the meadows as if something is reeling her in on a fishing line. She checks the cleric's den first, then the barracks, then the Observatory and all the places Moon usually frequents. But there's nothing. It is almost as if he doesn't even exist, like he just...disappeared. Oh. Oh no.
She begins to panic, retracing her steps until she happens upon a group who all seem to be discussing Moonmade's whereabouts. "What about the Typhoon?" she asks in a small voice as the slender she-wolf slowly creeps up beside Vera. It is true? Could he have been taken by those pirates? At this point, Imperia is praying that she is told the opposite of what she is beginning to suspect.
The knowledge of Moon's aura has become something that Imperia actively denies. She reasons with it, coming up with ridiculous excuses as to why it isn't what she thinks it is. Love is not something that applies to her. She can love others, but her entire life's experience up to this point has proved that it will never be reciprocated. And if she is thinking down this path, does this mean that Peri loves him? No, no, no. Moon even said to Harland that they were just "buddies." It hurt her feelings for some reason, but it is what she expected. Just friends. No more, no less.
So why does her heart race when they're alone together? Why does she let him get away with touching her when she avoids contact with everyone else? Why does she only laugh when he's around? Why is she avoiding him because she's too shy to look him in the eyes?
Imperia distracts herself by throwing herself into her duties. Planting an herb garden, finishing construction on her cottage, checking in on patients--new and old. Anything to get her out of the cleric's hut. But despite her always being absent from the main encampment, the lovely she-wolf is somehow aware that something is wrong. She cannot know for sure as it is little more than a vague notion, but it lures her back from from the meadows as if something is reeling her in on a fishing line. She checks the cleric's den first, then the barracks, then the Observatory and all the places Moon usually frequents. But there's nothing. It is almost as if he doesn't even exist, like he just...disappeared. Oh. Oh no.
She begins to panic, retracing her steps until she happens upon a group who all seem to be discussing Moonmade's whereabouts. "What about the Typhoon?" she asks in a small voice as the slender she-wolf slowly creeps up beside Vera. It is true? Could he have been taken by those pirates? At this point, Imperia is praying that she is told the opposite of what she is beginning to suspect.