Through A Silk Screen (MabFaerie & Sussurus)
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				Title: <strong>Through A Silk Screen (MabFaerie &amp; Sussurus)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MabFaerie</strong> on <strong>28-08-2012, 13:26:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i127.photobucket.com/albums/p121/Mab_faerie/002-1.jpg)<br></div>Taking the stairs two steps at a time, Kaiya jump-landed with a small thud at the base of the staircase, grinning at the momentary rush of excitement she felt whenever she did so.<br>"Uncle, I'm headed out, don't wait up, alright?" She called out to her uncle as she neared the front door, not yet waiting on a response before she was gone, with only the audible slam of the door behind her signaling her absence.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Kaiya took off running out of her village at full speed, ignoring the occasional eye roll or scoff that she was so accustomed to now. <em>Mages are supposed to be graceful.</em> Her aunt would scold her.<em> Mages are supposed to enjoy peaceful activities.</em>&nbsp; If Kaiyas aunt would have her way, Kaiya would sit in a room all day long with a book in her lap, knitting blankets and practicing minor candle lighting spells.<br><br>Kaiya didn't want to be graceful and she didn't want peace. Kaiya was never more alive than when she was out in the surrounding forests, exploring, jumping, climbing and living off the land. She viewed her magic as a gift, yes, but one that should be honed and practiced out in the real world, not inside the confines of four bland walls.<br><br>The light skinned girl felt she could never reach the forest fast enough, her long, silvery blue hair whipping behind her as she ran, her satchel clanked noisily against her back with every dodge of a protruding branch and jump over a tree stump. <br>It didn't take long until all that surrounded her was rich, green, earthy hues and dark, deep browns.<br>The occasional trickle of running water could be heard, as well as the pleasant sound of bird chirping and animal howling, the melodies of the forest life. <br><br>Inhaling a deep breath of crisp forest air, Kaiya exhaled on a laugh. "Free at last!"<br>It wasn't as if she particularly hated her family, she just saw things differently. She felt the world had far too much beauty to waste it by hiding indoors all the time.<br>Even if the forest could be frightening, even if there were threats of the occasional animal prowling off in the distance, Kaiya would much rather live her life fighting to prove her worth than hiding in fear in her bedroom alone, waiting for the monsters to come to her.&nbsp; <br><br>With a smile on her face and optimism as her guide, she trudged forward, deeper into the forest depths, occasionally stopping to pick berries to eat, or kneel by the spring for a drink. Perhaps her pleasant mood was what made her less cautious, less worried as the sun began to set. <br>It was only noon when she left, surely she could push on a little further before she'd need to turn back?<br>Oddly, this part of the forest seemed to have more trees and less light. The more she moved forward, it seemed the darker her surroundings became. <br><br>"Strange... I don't remember it getting so dark this quickly before..." She murmured, raising one palm and conjuring a dark green flame to guide her way.<br>"If I'm right, I should be able to cut through ahead and circle back around before night fully sets in." She said aloud, to no one in particular, planning her course in her head as she worked her way further into the heart of the forest.<br><br>With a frown, she stopped moving a short ways ahead. Had she taken a wrong turn? This didn't seem right...<br>She used more effort to light up her surroundings with magic. It felt almost as if there was simply no light shining into the area at all. As if the entire forest had just become never ending trees and eternal darkness.<br><br>"Where... am I?"&nbsp; It was then that Kaiya felt the twisting knot in the base of her stomach, that dreaded feeling that whispered into the back of her mind.<br>&nbsp;Kaiya was lost.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Through A Silk Screen (MabFaerie &amp; Sussurus)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sussurus</strong> on <strong>28-08-2012, 18:40:37</strong>
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				The weaver crouched on a jagged stone, jutting up in center of the stygian pool. Unlike the forest outside, it was dark simply because there was no light, here in the caverns. Or, <em>almost</em> no light... little white sparks whirled slowly around the weaver, seeming to drift in chaotic whorls. Except that sometimes, they drifted into configurations that seemed more representational... feminine curves of hip and breast, or delicate profiles with long glittering strands of hair.<br><br>The weaver sighed, a strangely human noise from such a creature. She stood, balancing on three of her four legs, then stepped delicately onto the the closest stone, her lower limb arched like a ballet dancer en pointe. One stepping-stone at a time, she made her way across the surface of the pool, from a distance seeming to walk on the water itself.<br><br>Continuing on through the caverns, she felt something in the shadowed world above. She had spun the light out of the forest, using most of it to illuminate and heat the largest of the caverns, where she'd established a lush, jungle-like garden. The darkness above&nbsp; was a second layer of protection, scaring off most anything that might disturb her. Indeed, she'd been starting to wonder if she'd done her job <em>too</em> well... <br><br>She felt it again, not so much a tug on the weft of the world, not the kind of manipulation she did, but someone drawing energy <em>through</em> it. <em><br><br>Magic</em>, thought the weaver. Standing now at the mouth of the cave, she stared out into the darkness beyond... and saw, in the distance, the glimmer of green light, silhouetting a shadowy, feminine form.<br><br><em>Oh</em>. A female mage, here... alone? Surely the Great Weaver smiled on her daughter, today...<br><br>With a graceful movement, the weaver's four slender hands came together, then separated, pulling apart the intricate silken web that had warded the entrance to her cave. Moving silently, cloaking herself in the darkness she had spun, she walked on long delicate legs towards that soft green glow...
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				Post by: <strong>MabFaerie</strong> on <strong>29-08-2012, 05:09:36</strong>
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				Kaiya was not normally one to panic, she did her best to be rational in the face of fear, knowing that those who panicked first would be the very ones that didn't last long in the heat of battle. <br>For a moment, the light from her palm seemed to flicker, in an unfelt wind, dimming somewhat, before roaring back to life. This gave Kaiya pause, could something else be out here?<br><br>She strained her eyes against the dim light, but had yet to see anyone. <br>What she did see, however, in the distance, was what looked like the entrance to a hollow cave. How had she not noticed it before? <br>"Hello?" She spoke up quietly, taking a slightly defensive stance as she inched closer towards the cave. "Is someone there?" <br><br>She listened close, but only an eerie silence seemed to answer her. In fact, it seemed that this deep into the woods, even the birds dare not chirp and the animals never howled.<br>It was as if everyone who ventured this deep in held their tongue for fear of losing it.<br>With her guard up, Kaiya made her way towards the cave. About halfway there, she paused, certain that something or someone was nearby. She could feel a presence aside from her own, but she could not see it. <br><br>"Who's there? I demand that you show yourself!" She called out, moving her delicate palm of light around in the darkness, trying to spot anything, anything at all. <br>She took another step towards the cave, at least if someone decided to ambush her, she would be in the safety of the cave, where she could light the smaller area with her magic easily, instead of in the darkest heart of the forest, where even her brightest light was little more than a candles flame. <br><br>"Only a coward would hide themselves in darkness" She called out at last as she finally reached the cave entrance, about to step inside.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Through A Silk Screen (MabFaerie &amp; Sussurus)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sussurus</strong> on <strong>29-08-2012, 05:48:29</strong>
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				The weaver watched the human girl, enchanted. She was weaver-pale, but her skin was blushed with soft pink... tinted, the weaver knew, with the vivid red blood of mortality. Her hair was pale as well, but tinged with sky, flowing like water over her shoulders... and the way she moved, oh, it should have seemed precarious, with only the two legs, but she was perfectly balanced, crouched a little, clearly ready to fight or flee. <br><br>And the weaver did not want to see this one flee... well, not <em>successfully</em>, at least. The thought of chasing her down did set her heart racing a bit. Truly, she was half-smitten already. And so she smiled to see the girl inch towards the cave. <em>Yes, yes</em>, she thought, <em>that is a good place for you to be.</em> <br><br>"Who's there? I demand that you show yourself!" The weaver blinked, lower eyes and upper in quick succession. Should she...? What if the girl ran, could she catch her? And what other magics might she have, besides the casting of light?<br><br>"Only a coward would hide themselves in darkness," the girl declared. She was at the cave mouth, now. Well, if she bolted, she would surely bolt inwards, would she not? <br><br>The weaver stepped forward, towards the girl, letting the darkness slip from her like a discarded cloak. She held her four hands out at her sides, palms up and out, showing that she held no weapon. Her knives were sheathed at her sides, but there was no helping that. She wore no clothing over her lithely feminine form, as weavers seldom did. Indeed, it did not occur to her that she was, by human standards, naked.<br><br><em>How do humans greet each other? </em>she wondered. <em>Do they exchange names?</em> The weaver had not thought about her name in some time. It was surely time for a new one. She thought of her sunlit cave, that was almost name-worthy... but truly, her mother had woven something very like, it wasn't her own idea. She thought next of the weaving she had been working on most recently, the little sparks of light like stars... yes, that would do.<br><br>She took two small steps forward, balancing on her gracefully curved legs. "I am the Weaver of Drifting Stars," she said to the girl, and smiled at her. <br><br>Unfortunately, a weaver's smile is perhaps twice as wide as a human one -- rather startling in an otherwise lovely face -- and full of a very many small sharp teeth.
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				Post by: <strong>MabFaerie</strong> on <strong>29-08-2012, 06:18:35</strong>
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				With a sharp intake of breath, Kaiyas flame nearly puffed out in her surprise.<br>Her eyes seemed to grow wider and wider as she took in the vision before her. <br>Somewhere, in the back of her mind, she could hear her grandmothers whispering voice from years long gone, the last few lines of a childrens tale designed to scare young ones onto the path of the good rustling up from her memories.<br><br><em>...And all the bad little girls and boys would be gobbled up by the Weavers, for the great Monsters only had a taste for the flesh of the wicked. So if you're very, very good, you should be safe. But if you're very, very bad... the weavers will find you. The weavers--</em> As her grandmother inhaled a shaky breath to continue, Kaiyas father burst into the room, all rage and frustration.<br><em>Stop telling her lies! You're scaring her. </em> Her fathers voice cut in, angry at such nonsense coming from his own mothers mouth.<br><em>They're not lies, dear. The weavers are real, and she should be cautious. </em> Her grandmother looked so serious and stoic faced. Convinced that she was doing the child a favour by telling her such stories.<br><em>Enough! Kaiya, there's no such thing as Weavers! And Mother, I don't want to hear any talk of this nonsense again!</em><br><br>She remembered how strongly she believed that the Weavers had taken her father for such words, when she was young. She believed that they disapproved of his insolence and sought to punish him for it. <br>It was only as she'd grown older and wiser that she realized Weavers were no more real than monsters in the closet or goblins under her bed. <br>Weavers were a tragic fairy tale gone wrong, at best.&nbsp; That her fathers death had been a sad accident.<br>Weavers didn't take him.<br>Weavers were not real.<br><br>So then, what in gods name was smiling at her right now in such a terrifying manner?<br>"There's no such thing as weavers. This is a dream. A nightmare! You are not real." She insisted, certain that she must be at home, in her bed, sleeping. That at any moment now, she would wake up and remember nothing of this frightening experience. 
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				Post by: <strong>Sussurus</strong> on <strong>29-08-2012, 06:51:44</strong>
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				Well, the smile grew less terrifying, at least, narrowing to a tentative curve of the lips, not unlike a shy human smile.<br><br>"I suppose it is possible that I am unreal," said the weaver musingly. Her voice, though perfectly intelligible, was not entirely human, with little clicks and strange sliding vowels scattered through it. "Though I must admit, I feel real enough. Perhaps it is I who is dreaming of you?" The weaver tilted her head, and took another set of steps forward, front-right and back-left in succession. <br><br>"You are a very lovely dream," she said, in a confiding tone. Perhaps this was a human custom, the exchange of compliments? Though... the girl had said <em>nightmare</em>, hadn't she? Ah, she <em>was</em> afraid, then... "Are you going to run away now? You can, if you'd like. I think I will certainly catch you, as my legs are the longer." She tilted her head the other way, and moved forward again, step-step. "It doesn't seem quite fair, does it?"
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				Post by: <strong>MabFaerie</strong> on <strong>29-08-2012, 07:13:52</strong>
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				"I'm no dream!" Kaiya declared, her eyes still taking in the sight before her. This.... creature, could she truly be a Weaver? The monster from the stories of Kaiyas youth? It was strange... what is one supposed to do when the monsters hiding in the closet step forth and reveal themselves to be true? When the monster from the darkness step out into the light, are they still the same monsters we feared? <br>If this figure was a Weaver, as she so clearly had said, could this mean that Kaiyas grandmother had been right? Was Kaiya experiencing a delayed punishment for some long forgotten misdeed? Did monsters keep track of such things? Should she have?<br><br>When asked if she was going to run, Kaiya defiantly stood her ground, one hand raising idly, a dark red flame conjured forth from its tips.<br>Kaiya did her best to ignore the subtle warning twinge of weariness her mind felt. Magic was draining, and perhaps she hadn't been paying enough attention to it, but she'd been using that light spell for quite a while, even occasionally having had to use it when there was still natural light streaming through the forest. How clumsy of her! She should have been more careful.<br>Even if the young girl possessed the grit and determination necessary to fight off a monster, she may not possess the magic to do so for very long. <br><br>"I will not run from a battle unless I do not believe I can win." She said, through slightly clenched teeth. She could feel her heart beat picking up, racing wildly beneath her breast, coursing adrenaline through her veins. Quickly, she took account of what she had on her for weapons. <br>A bow, slung around her back with a set of wooden arrows with chiseled down, sharpened tips. She had a dagger hidden along the side of her boot.<br>She had her magic too, which she was already getting ready.<br>Mentally she calculated how fast she could reach her bow before the creature would be upon her. Would the dagger be a better choice? What if she cast a spell first to distract the women and <em>then</em> grabbed for her bow? Would that give her enough time?<br><br>Tentatively, Kaiya took a step back, she would let the Weaver make the first move and then try to counter it best she could. It was her best bet, at least. For the time being, however, perhaps she could try and reason with her?<br>"I do not wish to fight you, Weaver of Drifting Stars. My name is Kaiya, I live in the village on the outskirts of the Forest. I mean you no harm and I had no intention of trespassing here. If you will let me pass, I will leave this part of the forest and we shall have no quarrel. You have my word." 
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				Post by: <strong>Sussurus</strong> on <strong>29-08-2012, 07:44:33</strong>
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				<em>So she stands her ground,</em> thought the weaver, watching the girl conjure a deep red flame. And yet she was no fool, if she was willing to run from a fight she would otherwise lose... she simply didn't have the knowledge to realize that this would be such a fight. <br><br>The weaver watched the spark of intelligence in the young woman's eyes. She didn't know what she was thinking, but it was clear that she was calculating the odds. She would fight... and not in panic or rage, but in cunning calculation. <br><br>As she watched the girl, something rose in the weaver's blood, something for which their was no human equivalent. A rising certainty of how things must unfold... a certainty that bordered on compulsion. She would have this girl, this fierce young mage, with her determined stance and her clever eyes and her softly curving body. <br><br>"I do not wish to fight you, Weaver of Drifting Stars. My name is Kaiya, I live in the village on the outskirts of the Forest." <em>Kaiya</em>, thought the weaver, hardly hearing the rest. <em>Kaiya. I will have you, Kaiya.</em><br><br>"If you will let me pass, I will leave this part of the forest and we shall have no quarrel. You have my word." <br><br>"But I do not wish you to leave," said the weaver softly. Step-step, just a bit closer. "And I do not wish to fight you, either." Step-step. "Perhaps... perhaps you would like to see the 'drifting stars' which I have spun, hidden underground?" Step-step... almost close enough to touch, now, if they were to both reach out. "Or my sunlit cavern, in which I grow such fruit as can only be found a thousand miles away, sweeter than anything you have tasted?"
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				Post by: <strong>MabFaerie</strong> on <strong>29-08-2012, 08:32:18</strong>
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				<em>"But I do not wish you to leave" </em> Kaiya tensed at these words, raising the flame in her hand a little higher, like a knight would raise his shield.<br><em>"And I do not wish to fight you, either."</em> Kaiya wanted to believe, but did no such thing. She could still hear her grandmothers warnings in the back of her head, whispering of the dangers that the Weavers posed. <br>When the creature spoke of drifting stars and sunlit caverns, Kaiya caught herself imagining it. They sounded lovely, a beauty to behold, but no matter. They obviously had to be a trap, this creature was a threat and little more. <br><br>Kaiya took another step back, her right hand lowering slightly, though still casting the green light spell used to illuminate her surroundings, while her left hand held the red flame. <br>Perhaps if she distinguished the green light, she could grab her dagger with her then freed hand... but would her flame spell give off enough light for her to see? Or would she just be making the scenario worse?<br><br>She needed time to think and time was exactly what she did not have. She took a third and fourth step back, now fully entering the cave as she could tell by the way her feet touched more gravel than they did earth.<br><br>"My family warned me about Weavers. I am sorry to say, you cannot be trusted. Either you allow me to leave or I will fight my way out, but I cannot and will not stay." The warning felt weak even to her own ears, as if it had been laced with a false bravado of sorts. Could she really take on a Weaver? It would be better than dying, at least, but escape was clearly the better of the options. <br><br>Her gaze shifted past the Weaver, towards the forest depths once more. Even if she made a ran for it, how would she find her way out in the dark?<br>The odds felt stacked against her, limiting her choices to a select few.<br>So be it then. If she were to go out, at least it would be fighting. <br>Distinguishing her green flame, she reached for her dagger, intending to wield it if the Weaver continued to pose a threat.
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				Post by: <strong>Sussurus</strong> on <strong>30-08-2012, 01:42:00</strong>
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				"Either you allow me to leave or I will fight my way out, but I cannot and will not stay." <br><br>The weaver smiled, a glittering of teeth in the darkness. "You are so brave! You must know you cannot fight me and win. I will try not to hurt you too much," she said earnestly.<br><br>The area darkened as Kaiya extinguished her flame. The weaver crouched low, drawing a knife with one hand, and drawing out a strand of what might be silk between two of the others. It was not silk, of course, nor was it drawn from nothing as it seemed -- it was a piece of the weft of the world itself, made tangible by the weaver, gleaming red with reflected light.<br><br>Then she lunged forward, her free hand seeking the girl's, hoping to prevent her from drawing her dagger. The strand was impossible to cut, but the same was not true of the weaver's flesh...<br>
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				Post by: <strong>MabFaerie</strong> on <strong>30-08-2012, 05:06:29</strong>
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				Kaiya took a few more steps back as she spotted the Weaver crouch in the dim cavern light.<br>Her hand found the hilt of her blade just as the Weaver lunged forward, one of the creatures many hands seeking to knock the blade free from Kaiyas grasp. <br>The movement was fast and sudden, much smoother than Kaiya had expected of the many legged creature. Despite her death grip on the dagger, she still felt it come lose. As if watching in horrified slow motion, she saw it sliding from her grasp, a mere second or two away from clattering to the floor.<br><br>"No!" She cried out, scrambling to regain her grip on the blade, all the while trying to put some distance between her and the now much closer Weaver.<br>It was too late, the gap was too small for her to grab the dagger without opening herself up for an attack.<br>With a disappointed cry, the girl abandoned the dagger and turned, fleeing deeper into the cave as fast as she could, hoping the weaver hadn't expected her to run and would perhaps be caught off guard for a moment.&nbsp; <br><br>As she fled, fearing the weaver would be hot on her heels, the girl extinguished the fire in her off hand, hoping to at least force the Weaver to have to look for her more closely now in the dark. <br>Kaiya then yanked her bow to the forefront, gripping it firmly and loading an arrow up to continue her attack, perhaps more effectively this time.<br>Spinning to face the Weaver, Kaiya looked almost apologetic, sad even.<br>"I don't want to do this" She whispered, training her bow onto the darkness, her eyes seeking out the naturally well-hidden weaver from the now just barely lit inner section of the cave. 
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				Post by: <strong>Sussurus</strong> on <strong>30-08-2012, 05:25:35</strong>
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				When the girl fled inwards, the weaver smiled again. Truly, this was unfolding well, considering she had never done such a thing before. She turned around to face the cave mouth, a delicately coordinated movement of all four legs, and spun the silken barrier closed.<br><br>She had begun to approach the girl again, her silk and her knife at the ready, when the girl spun around with a loaded bow. Even in this dim light, even with her merely human eyes, Kaiya could surely see her. And the distance was wrong, just a little too far for her to dare try rushing the girl again.<br><br>"I don't want to do this," said Kaiya softly... but her grip on the bow was steady.<br><br>"I will not force your hand," said the weaver slowly... and she dropped her knife, and let the silk fade to nothingness. Carefully, she backed away, turning as she did so, to give the girl a clear path to the cave mouth. Kaiya would see that it was spun over with webbing, but no doubt she would expect to be able to tear through, with her blade or her magic. <br><br>Of course, the web was spun from Reality itself, and it would take a far greater magic than she was likely to possess, to tear it. And while the girl was discovering this, the weaver would be behind her, ready to bind her to her web...
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				Post by: <strong>MabFaerie</strong> on <strong>30-08-2012, 05:52:06</strong>
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				Kaiya slowly lowered her bow as she saw the Weavers weapon clatter to the ground. She didn't understand what caused the creature to do this. She had expected her to persist. She had expected the Weaver to force her to fire the arrow. It wasn't what Kaiya wanted, as she was a nonviolent creature by nature. Harming the Weaver was the last thing she wished to do, even if she was still somewhat frightened by the creatures existence. Somewhere, in the back of her mind, she was relieved that it did not come to such violent extremes. <br><br>With her bow lowered, the young girl paused, hovering in place a moment, as if she expected this to be a trap.<br>Still, the weaver was unarmed, her blade a few feet away. Surely, in the time it would take her to reach it again, Kaiya could already be at the caves entrance? Either way, with her own weapon un-readied , she had little choice left but to make haste and flee.&nbsp; <br><br>"I will pray our paths do not cross again. Be well, Weaver of the Drifting Stars" And with that, Kaiya slung her bow over her shoulder and made a mad dash towards the caves entrance, pausing only to scoop up her dagger once more from its forgotten place on the cavern floor.<br>Kaiya stopped short a few inches from the thick webbing that coated the way out, raising her dagger above her head with both hands and slamming it down on the thick string that blocked her path.<br><br>When the string did not give, Kaiya determinedly tried again. Again and again and again, she slashed and stabbed and swiped at the webbing. It did not budge. It was as if the webbing was a solid metal and her dagger was made of cardboard. It merely rubbed against it, rather than doing any kind of meaningful damage.&nbsp; Mild panic rose in her chest, she needed to break free!<br><br>Tossing her dagger aside, she went at the webbing with her bare hands, trying to tug and rip at the strands that looked so thin but refused to break. No matter how hard she pulled, the webbing stayed intact, exactly as it was a moment before, never budging a single inch. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Through A Silk Screen (MabFaerie &amp; Sussurus)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sussurus</strong> on <strong>30-08-2012, 06:13:01</strong>
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				Focusing her attention, the young weaver attempted something she'd done only rarely. Reaching out with her mind, and only incidentally with her hands, a slight, meaningless motion, she drew on the strands of the barrier web, fifty feet away. <br><br>It took her longer than she expected to find the knack of it... but fortunately the girl was intent on tearing the unbreakable web, trapped there by her own determination. The weaver spun out new strands from the existing web, wrapping them around the girl's wrists and up her arms, as fast as she spun them.<br><br><em>Mine</em>, thought the weaver, gleefully triumphant. <em>My new companion, caught in my web.<br></em><br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>MabFaerie</strong> on <strong>30-08-2012, 06:35:47</strong>
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				Kaiya should have been more careful. In her haste to try and escape, she barely even noticed the web as it snaked its way along her fingertips, across her palm and over her wrist. <br>It was when she tried to pull her hands back that she realized how difficult the actual attempt was. Determined as she was, she pulled harder, finding that the web was not only unbreakable, but quickly spreading up her arms, locking her in place. <br><br>"I should have known it was a trap! Let me go!" She protested, trying to conjure up another flame from her fingertips, but finding it did little against the solid web, binding her hands. <br>Angling herself to face the Weaver, the girl readied a kick. Kaiya assumed the Weaver wanted to kill her or eat her, though she wasn't entirely sure which. Either way, the Weaver couldn't hurt her if she couldn't get close, right? And if she was going to die, she might as well go out fighting!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Through A Silk Screen (MabFaerie &amp; Sussurus)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sussurus</strong> on <strong>30-08-2012, 06:55:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I regret the necessity of my deception," said the weaver, pressing her upper hands together while extending the lower ones. It was the gesture one made while apologizing... although what she'd said was not <em>precisely</em> an apology. <br><br>In truth, she was elated at her success. The capture was in many ways the most difficult part of acquiring a companion... though the difficulty of the delicate dance that followed was not to be underestimated, she knew.<br><br>"I will not let you go. Not for some time, not until I am sure that you will return to me. But... I promise that you will see the sunlit world again," said the weaver solemnly.<br><br>She made no attempt to approach the fierce young woman, leaving her to decide whether to remain balanced there on one leg, ready to kick out... or, hopefully, to relax just a little. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Through A Silk Screen (MabFaerie &amp; Sussurus)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MabFaerie</strong> on <strong>30-08-2012, 07:52:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kaiya watched the woman with a guarded expression. She did not lower her aimed leg, though she did not appear as willing to use it as she had before.<br>"What do you want with me?" She demanded, with the smallest hint of fear in her voice.<br>"Why won't you let me go?" She pressed on, her eyes scanning the dark cavern, as if wishing for something, anything to save her from the trap she had walked herself into. <br><br>Was this truly worth the risk of excitement? Would she have been better off staying home, sitting in a well-lit room, knitting away and dabbling with spells on the side as if they were little more than party favours and cheap illusion tricks? Was the risk of death worth a life of boring solitude?<br><br>For a moment, it seemed, she faltered, wondered what she had done with herself. But as soon as it had come, it was gone. Yes. Yes was her answer. Yes, it was more worth it to die young and wild, free as an adventurer, than it was to die alone, hiding behind 4 blank walls, pretending to enjoy her life the way everyone else wanted and expected her to.<br><br>With renewed determination, she lowered her leg and looked at the Weaver, straight on. "What must I do to be guaranteed my freedom?" She asked with cautious words. Perhaps this figure could be bartered with, if not reasoned.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Through A Silk Screen (MabFaerie &amp; Sussurus)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sussurus</strong> on <strong>30-08-2012, 11:32:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I am lonely," said the weaver in a confiding tone... although what she was 'confiding' was woven only partly from truth. Weavers did not become lonely merely for company, as humans did... but a weaver of the right age, lacking a companion, would begin to yearn for one. The weaver had been feeling the beginnings of this yearning, she realized now, for months. "I wish to have a companion, and you, Kaiya, are my choice."<br><br>The weaver smiled... this time remember human etiquette, and keeping her teeth hidden, her lips only a little wider than a human's would be. A charming smile, all told.<br><br>"I will not let you go because then you would flee, and I would never see you again." The smile faded at the thought... but the weaver realized as she spoke that this was not quite true, either... that she would follow this woman, this Kaiya, if it became necessary. Back to her village at the edge of the forest, or beyond... she would not let her vanish from her world.<br><br>When Kaiya lowered her leg, the weaver took two small steps towards her. "What must I do to be guaranteed my freedom?" the girl asked.<br><br>The weaver stopped and tilted her head. Her upper eyes blinked as she considered the question. "I will not lure you with false promises of freedom, Kaiya. When you are free to walk the surface world again, it will only be because you are bound with the intangible strands of affection and loyalty, and I know you will return to me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Through A Silk Screen (MabFaerie &amp; Sussurus)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MabFaerie</strong> on <strong>30-08-2012, 13:06:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kaiya, frustrated at the answers she was receiving, began to tug at the web once more, this time with more ferocity, even going as far as to start kicking at as well.<br>This isn't what she wanted. She craved adventure, not to be locked up by some creatures side. <br><br>"Why me? You could find anybody else. Let me go!" Surely the Weaver could find another human to stay by her side. Kaiya was willing to bet that there were lots of folk back at her village that would be willing to give their left leg for a chance to meet a Weaver.<br>Kaiya glanced back at the Weaver for a moment, noticing her smile. It was considerably less terrifying than it had been a moment before, but it didn't take the edge off the scenario in any way.<br><br>"You can't keep me here. I'll find a way out!" It was brave talk for someone trapped in a web, kicking and hitting the strings to no avail but Kaiya meant it nonetheless. <br><br>&nbsp;<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Through A Silk Screen (MabFaerie &amp; Sussurus)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sussurus</strong> on <strong>31-08-2012, 07:16:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With a small sigh, the weaver spun webbing up the girl's planted leg. When she realized what was happening and put her weight on the other leg to try to pull free, the weaver would trap that one as well.<br><br>"I could find another, yes. But I could wait a very long time, and not have anyone near so suitable find <em>me</em>. I do not wish for a timid little village girl, afraid to venture from her home. I want someone brave and fierce, strong and skilled."<br><br>She approached the girl, moving warily, for all that she was bound.<br><br>"You can't keep me here. I'll find a way out!" Kaiya exclaimed.<br><br>"Hussshhh," said the weaver, softly, reaching out to grip the girl's shoulders with two of her hands, kneading them in a gentle massage. With her upper hands she stroked the girls hair. "Your hair is such a lovely shade of blue... I did not know that humans could grow their hair in such a color."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Through A Silk Screen (MabFaerie &amp; Sussurus)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MabFaerie</strong> on <strong>31-08-2012, 08:00:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kaiya struggled in vain against the webbing, trying to will herself free to no avail. This couldn't be happening! There was no way this could be real! It had to be a dream, a nightmare! Any moment now she would wake up in her bed, safe and sound. <br>The tightening of the webbing around her limbs seemed to claim otherwise and was a sharp reminder of the fact that no, she was no dreaming, and no, there would be no waking up. <br><br>When she felt the Weavers hands on her shoulders, she had to actively resist the urge to relax. Despite herself, the Weaver obviously had a way with her hands. Perhaps that was the added bonus of having many hands to begin with, one could afford to practice many arts all at the same time.<br><br>When the Weaver spoke on the topic of her hair, Kaiya stopped struggling slightly, momentarily distracted by the Weavers words.<br>"It's the magic that does it. Most humans have more... normal shades. But magic users tend to be a little... odd, to say the least. It would not be blue if I did not have any magic skills, at any rate." She explained, her words distracting her enough to struggle a little less, though the massage might have had that effect on her as well. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Through A Silk Screen (MabFaerie &amp; Sussurus)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sussurus</strong> on <strong>01-09-2012, 03:39:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmm, well, it is very lovely... as is your magic. Green light and red flame... and others, perhaps?" The weaver's hands worked steadily at the tension in the girl's shoulders and neck, while the other pair began idling braiding a strand of her hair.<br><br>Though she wished to hear the girl speak more, she thought that sharing something about herself might ease the process, so she added, "All weavers have magic, but none of us have such colors as even an ordinary human. It is fascinating to me, that you are so varied. And yet I cannot think of a better color for hair than blue, just now."<br><br>"And are the, hm, <em>boys</em> of your village equally enchanted by you?" She said 'boys' as if it was from some other language, one she did not know very well. "Do they bring you gifts and write poems about your sky-blue hair?"<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Through A Silk Screen (MabFaerie &amp; Sussurus)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MabFaerie</strong> on <strong>01-09-2012, 07:29:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When the Weaver asked of her magic, Kaiya gave a small nod, indulging herself by allowing the Weaver to distract her, if only for a moment.<br>"I have others. Blue wind, Purple lightning. They all have different colors. I like colors. It's why I love exploring so much. There's just so many colors that can be found in the world, why waste time staring at the same colors of ones own four walls?" <br>Kaiya, barely even noticing it, had actually let down her guard quite a bit, she was still now, completely free of any struggle.<br>"With magic like yours, I'm suprised that you don't have colors. I suppose... different colors had only seemed natural to me."<br><br><em>"And are the, hm, boys of your village equally enchanted by you?"</em><br>Kaiya, slightly surprised at this, actually laughed.<br>"My village is very uhm... quaint, I'd say. The boys are less likely to bring me flowers for my magic than they are to shun me for it. I hear it isn't like that in&nbsp; the bigger cities though, where magic is considered an art rather than a colorful pastime. What about you? Do the other Weavers ever come visit you and bring you gifts?" Not that she had any idea what one might bring to a Weaver as a gift, but it was a valid question nonetheless. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Through A Silk Screen (MabFaerie &amp; Sussurus)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sussurus</strong> on <strong>01-09-2012, 19:42:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The weaver smiled inwardly, hearing that the foolish 'boys' of the village had made no play for her companion's affections... and clearly there would be no love-lorn would-be 'rescuer,' either.<br><br>"Do the other Weavers ever come visit you and bring you gifts?" <br><br>The weaver laughed: a silvery trill, like bells. <br><br>"Oh, no, it is not like that for us," she said, still smiling her small, near-human smile. Her lower hands trailed down Kaiya's back, her thumbs kneading in small circles, while the her upper hands reached around to toy with the laces of her vest, beginning to undo them. <br><br>"This would feel better if it were not for this thick <em>clothing</em> you wear." Again the slight hesitation on the unfamiliar word.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Through A Silk Screen (MabFaerie &amp; Sussurus)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MabFaerie</strong> on <strong>05-09-2012, 00:33:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"Oh, no, it is not like that for us</em><br>"But why not?" Kaiya inquired, her curiosity getting the better of her now, as it so often did, though in considerably safer circumstances.<br>"If you seek companionship, or company, why wouldn't it make sense to seek that out with another Weaver? Wouldn't you have more luck with someone who is like you? Someone who can do what you do and see things the way you see them?"<br><br>Despite her initial reluctance, Kaiya was slowly unraveling beneath the Weavers gentle touch. It seemed the girl was a bit of a fool for a soft hand and a kind word, even if she liked to believe otherwise.<br><em>"This would feel better if it were not for this thick clothing you wear."</em> Kaiya tensed slightly, but instead of returning to her normal fleeing-fighting instincts, she took a deep breath and expelled the air, forcing herself to stay calm. <br>"Perhaps. But how defenseless would I be if I took them off? It seems dangerous to me..." Not that she had much of a choice in the matter, being bound hand and foot, she had little say in what clothing stays or goes anymore.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Through A Silk Screen (MabFaerie &amp; Sussurus)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sussurus</strong> on <strong>07-09-2012, 04:30:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Tch," said the weaver, "You are in no danger from <em>me</em>... and I would protect you against any other. Besides, everyone fears the dark forest... everyone except brave Kaiya," she added teasingly. "But as you wish, as you wish..." <br><br>The laces of the vest were untied and loosened, but the vest remained on... as the weaver slid her hands up <em>under</em> the looser cloth underneath, two on the girl's back, two caressing the soft undersides of her breasts.<br><br>"If you are so fond of colors, you will love my sun-lit cavern," the weaver went on. "I grow such flowers there, where it is always bright and warm. They grow in colors of sunset, in rich vivid purples like king's robes, and some in colors I have never seen anywhere else. I do not know their names, or if they even <em>have</em> names, these colors..." <br><br>Her hands kneaded away at the tension in the girl's back as she spoke, and stroked more gently against her breasts. Delicately, she brushed her nipples with her thumbs, soft as a butterfly alighting.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Through A Silk Screen (MabFaerie &amp; Sussurus)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MabFaerie</strong> on <strong>09-09-2012, 03:06:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kaiya felt her lips take on a soft O shape, a faint gasp escaping them as the Weavers hands continued to work her back and subtly tease her breasts. <br>She closed her eyes for a moment, trying to steady her breathing which had begun to take on a slightly more shallow tone. <br>"Flowers?" She whispered, nearly breathlessly. "I'd love to see such colors... especially the ones with no names... " She trailed off, her mind beginning to relax as much as her body was. <br>She didn't feel like keeping up the fight, it was far too much effort, especially given her circumstance. What would she do, all caught in this web? Aside from make herself tired? <br><br>That being said, the Weavers hands felt so soft and seemed to touch all the right spots with just enough force to be pleasurable. <br>"Ah...." The girl let out a soft moan as the weavers hand move, her thumbs brushing against the girls nipples, the delicate touch causing them to stiffen ever so slightly beneath her agile fingertips.&nbsp; <br>It was all the more clear now that Kaiya was loosing her will to fight and struggle, though not in a despairing way. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Through A Silk Screen (MabFaerie &amp; Sussurus)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sussurus</strong> on <strong>13-09-2012, 02:25:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Weaver hummed softly, very pleased indeed with how things are progressing. The sound was a bit strange, but not unpleasantly so... she almost seemed to sound two notes at once, harmonizing with herself. <br><br>"You shall, you shall... but you are surely lovelier than <em>any</em> of my flowers," she said, again in that earnest, confiding tone. <br><br>"Tell me, Kaiya," and oh, even the sound of her name was lovely on the Weaver's lips-- "Can it be true that no one has touched you thus, before, back in your little village?" The Weaver found herself hoping fiercely to be the girl's first, struck with a sudden jealousy for her new companion. But she did not let it touch her voice, saying lightly, "What a wasted opportunity, if it is true..."<br><br>One pair of hands continued their gentle stroking and delicate teasing of her breasts, while the second pair explored lower, exploring the fastenings of her skirt. "Such a troublesome business, this <em>clothing</em>," murmured the Weaver, half to herself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Through A Silk Screen (MabFaerie &amp; Sussurus)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MabFaerie</strong> on <strong>14-09-2012, 15:16:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Content to finally give up the fight, perhaps having known all along that it was a loosing battle, Kaiya relaxed entirely, her muscles loosening and allowing the tension to roll away at long last.<br>When the Weaver asked her of boys and if she had been touched, Kaiya wrinkled her brow in slight confusion,<br><br>"Touched me? The boys from my village? I... I told you. They would sooner cast me out than try to win my heart. It's not that magic is entirely frowned upon, but... well, most girls are more content to keep their 'place' and do boring menial tasks like sewing and pining over unrequited love. I'd much rather adventure and explore. I... wasn't like them. I wasn't something they could chain down and keep as a trophy. I was difficult, and they didn't want to deal with the effort required to keep me."<br><br>Kaiyas gaze drifted lower, watching in an almost subtle fascination at the way the weavers hands worked, unfastening and untying bits of cloth here and there, unsnapping buttons and tugging at lace, the movements so smooth and fluid, like one continuous momentum. <br>"I suppose clothes are of no great deal to you, but... well, if I went around naked all the time, I'd get sick." Kaiya explained.<br>&nbsp;"Do weavers never catch ill?"&nbsp; She asked with a quizzical expression. <br>&nbsp;
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Through A Silk Screen (MabFaerie &amp; Sussurus)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sussurus</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 20:51:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We are the children of Weaver," says the creature who calls herself the Weaver of Drifting Stars. "Illness is a mortal frailty, and we are not subject to it." She doesn't sound like she's boasting, merely stating a fact.<br><br>She had smiled, inwardly, to know that she was the first to touch her Kaiya. Now she indulged herself a little further, taking a firmer grip on the girl's breasts, her fingers pinching almost cruelly at her nipples... almost, but not quite. It was part of Weaver instinct, to be able to sense that slender line, and traverse it. And as she did, she also slipped the girl's skirt from her hips.<br><br>"I could release you from your bonds now, could I not? Now that I have caught you up in a web of sensation, you would not run from me, would you? But do not worry, I will not make you choose. Choices are so difficult for your kind, sometimes it is better not to have them... especially when what is inevitable is so overwhelming, and so wonderous strange..."<br><br>As she spoke, she stroked gently between the girl's legs, those delicate, dextrous fingers exploring her hidden folds.<br>
			</dd>
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