<div class="floatleft">(http://i1358.photobucket.com/albums/q774/anniemaccloud/Random%20pictures/__selphy_rune_factory_and_rune_factory_frontier_drawn_by_hijiri_resetter__2d9fa68d57b3af60b1e4332cbf9187e3_zpspvtaurbs.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;"> Marie "Hattie" / Ellen (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=141082.msg6326370#msg6326370)</span><br/><br/><br/><strong> Sheet:</strong>http://sheetgen.dalines.net/sheet/17925 (http://sheetgen.dalines.net/sheet/17925)<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>Ciceras seemed to be a nice fellow, Ellen thought. She smiled at his answer and his pat at her ears and was about to chatter more, but everyone was finally heading to their presentation spots.<strong>"Excuse me, Mr. Tumnus, I'll help my friend, Ori. She can't do a thing without me. I love her, but she can be so dependent sometimes... I hope to see you later in the Mr. Baron's party, I mean, court! Bye!" </strong><br/><br/>Ellen made haste to approach Orianna.<strong> "ORI!!! Where are you going? You'll playing the cello right now? Oh, I'll tag along with you, I hope you don't mind! I want to hear you playing it so bad. Hmm... I mean, I would never want to hear you playing it badly, no, no! What I said is that I very very much want to hear you"</strong>, she said, quite cheerfully, looking at her. The pooka noticed that Orianna really didn't seems to be a talkative type. Or maybe she's only shy. And she was so mysterious, with all that manners, and black clothes and that veil covering her face... Perhaps that's what caught Ellen's attention: she simply couldn't resist a good mistery.<br/><br/>They arrived at the mall, precisely in the parking lot. There was a small stage mounted there along with other strange and amusing things that caught Ellen's attention. The place was full of people, full of life, and that pleased her. What about tonight, at the court? She was certain that it would be even better, and couldn't wait for it.<strong>"So, Ori, will you attend court this night? Please, you will, won't you? I would be lost without a good friend like  you there! Truly-true! I can't wait to..."</strong>, she stopped, when Orianna's attention got caught by a fatty old sir. He called for a Odette. Could it be that...<strong>"Odette? Is that your name? Oh, quite a beautiful one, I dare to say. Who's that good, happy sir?"</strong><br/><br/>The old man was in a hurry and simply ignored her. Grabbing Orianna by her hand, he pulled her to the stage, but the sluagh had time to point Ellen to follow her. They were now near the improvised stage and Orianna was about to start her presentation. She took off her veil and handed it over to Ellen. The pooka could finally see her beautiful, ghost-like face, especially the captivating violet tone of her eyes. For the first time, Ellen remained in silence, with her jaw dropped.<br/><br/><strong><em>"Ellen, if you'd like to watch me play I would be most honored. I hope you won't mind standing, as we don't seem to have any chairs. After I'm done, I'll fulfill my promise to teach you about how the instrument works. Also, if you wouldn't mind holding my veil I would appreciate it."</em></strong><br/><br/>She received the veil and said, coming to her senses:<strong>"Oh, of course, of course! I'll watch you intently, not missing a note even! And don't worry about the veil, I'll guard it with my life!"</strong>To prove the 'truth' in her words, she took off her hat, put the veil in it, and put back on her head.<strong>"Now, go and make these people dream!"</strong>, she said, looking at Orianna stepping on the stage. For a second, Ellen thought about losing the veil "accidentally", just to prevent the sluagh to hide her face again. A girl hiding her beauty like that? That wasn't right! But Ellen quickly dropped that idea. She would help Ori to be more outgoing, but not in that way. Perhaps... hmm, Mr. Tumnus seemed to be so nice... What if...<br/><br/>Ellen didn't have time to work on her pooka plan. The sound of Orianna's cello hit her with an endearing force. In no time the pooka was mesmerized by her music. For all the songs, it seemed to Ellen that Orianna wasn't simply playing at the strings of the cello, but at the strings of her own soul, with every single note evoking a new emotion from the rabbit-girl. It was music to dream, and everyone dreamed by hearing it. Oh, Ellen could feel it, the glamour filling her heart with joy and awe. She kept listen to the show with a wide smile in her face and tears of happiness in her eyes. When the last note of her cello faded, Ellen applauded, in bliss for have witnessed such a wonderful event.<br/><br/>She waited patiently for Orianna to give thanks to everyone who congratulated her. When the sluagh finally talked with her, Ellen almost jumped on Ori, hugging the girl tightly.<strong>"That was so so so so beautifully-beautiful, Ori! The best and most lovely music I heard in ages! Truly-true! Your music made me so so happily-happy! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"</strong>Ellen was making a effort to tell the truth, without any of her exaggerations. She just wanted Ori to know how exactly she felt.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Ok, here's the test to tell the truth:<br/><br/>At 2012-06-06 00:50:50, Ellen (uid: 29787) rolls: 5d10 Result: 34 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=38557)<br/><br/>Full Result: Ellen rolled: 5d10<br/>Comment: Ellen is trying to tell the truth to Orianna about her concert.<br/>Result: 3, 7, 7, 8, 9 =&gt; 2 successes<br/></div></div>