Post by Rosaline Blackthorne on Oct 29, 2009 5:00:19 GMT -5
The water was calm this night... because the only beings that would be crazy enough to jump in the waters of the pools probably had some sort of talent involving ice or temperature or water or... whatever. But Jasmine wasn't in the pool this evening, nor were any beings yet. She sat comfortably in a pool house, wrapped in a large black coat, gray fur trimming the edges. Holding herself, a stupidly happy smile was plastered to her face. Why? She had finally met her brother! There are few days, if any, she could name when she felt this marvelous. Jak and Ryo were tucked away in a large mitten, huddling with one another as they watched their mistress just... sit and smile.
Her thoughts were running away from reality, which she had no knowledge of, therefore it was her reality. Sher and Tris would be together everyday, make each other laugh, look out for the other... Well, probably Tris would turn out to be her knight in tight leather more than anything. If the mighty Tris couldn't best someone, who could? Sighing, she rested her chin in her hands, the long gloves serving more than as a fashion accessory this evening. "Oh, dearest brother... The future holds much for us," Rosaline whispered, closing her eyes. The pool house lights were on, almost inviting from the biting cold from outside. A wanderer could easily meander in the small room and join Rosaline, or at least until the wind died down. It howled and crashed against the small structure, trying it's hardest to share it's chilly breath with Rosaline.
Her thoughts were running away from reality, which she had no knowledge of, therefore it was her reality. Sher and Tris would be together everyday, make each other laugh, look out for the other... Well, probably Tris would turn out to be her knight in tight leather more than anything. If the mighty Tris couldn't best someone, who could? Sighing, she rested her chin in her hands, the long gloves serving more than as a fashion accessory this evening. "Oh, dearest brother... The future holds much for us," Rosaline whispered, closing her eyes. The pool house lights were on, almost inviting from the biting cold from outside. A wanderer could easily meander in the small room and join Rosaline, or at least until the wind died down. It howled and crashed against the small structure, trying it's hardest to share it's chilly breath with Rosaline.