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Cienna was so preoccupied with maintaining her magical connection and holding onto Julies hand she would not be able to retrace her steps back to the café and thus back to her place if she tried at this point, some little part of her mind warned her of this but she was lost to herself now. The walk was thankfully very short to Julies house just as she had promised, if she had been walking she would have been glad for that, as it is she barely noticed the movement at all. All too soon they were inside and stepping into an elevator, this made her cringe just a little as the air inside the elevator was what she would call dead, it was a confined space which meant it was harder for her to ‘see,’ as she would put the term.

As Julie moved she gently touched the ground folding her wings back to prevent the space becoming too crowded. She could hear the doors slide shut like the shutting down of her final chance at escape. She gripped Julies hand a little harder her own nerves making her small body tremble just slightly.

She listened to the elevator as it ascended 1… 2… 3… 4… 5… 6… 7… 8… 9…, Nine times she heard the little light above the door that shows what level your own change, a sound most wouldn’t notice but her advanced hearing picked it up clearly enough. ‘So you live on the ninth floor.’ She thought to herself which thanks to her spell would translate into Julies head as well though it would be more of an abstract thought instead of the clear concise voice she uses when actually talking with her mind speech.
As the doors opened and they stepped out her wings would spread and she would rise into the air again feeling the corridor wasn’t all too long in this part of the building and that it had room for about four doors… well her wings reported to her that there were four doors but she also preferred to use her mind as well. She had been surprised by her apartment when she bought it when she found a hidden door, well not truly hidden just air tight so she hadn’t noticed it for quite some time.

Julie made sure that she was inside which Cienna couldn’t help but smile with, finding the act to be cute then she heard the sound of five different locks which she tilted her head slightly at wondering about it but thought better than to ask about that when she already had a million and one other questions to ask and some of them quite a bit more important than the situation of her locks.

"I-I'm going to make s-some tea,"
"Peppermint white chocolate tea,"
As Julie said this Cienna let go of her hand lowering herself to the ground, the floor her feet touched a soft carpet which made her smile she fluttered her wings behind her back causing the wind to stir back around her letting her determine where things are and safe walking areas. She found herself making her way to what she guessed was the living room, the feel of lounges and other things here gave her the vibe of it. She could smell some plants hanging here and there and nodded to herself ‘a nice place’ she thought again this would translate as an abstract thought.

"You, and your stupid damn tea,"
Cienna giggled hearing the Demon complain about tea the sound soft and light.
“Don’t like it?” she used her mind speech the fact she was amused by this cutting through quite clearly.
“It smells really good in here” she would then say out loud trying to differentiate talking to the demon and Julie, it would only be fair to do so.

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Another one, she thought to herself hearing Julie say those words then she heard the gravelly pitch of a demon and a small dark smile crossed her lips in her real body, this was something she had read about and new it was next to impossible to reverse if not done immediately. This wasn’t what caused her dark little smile though, no that was something from within herself, a part of her nature that made her smile. One of the reasons she stayed away from anyone all these years had been a fear that her equilibrium would shatter and she wouldn’t be able to restrain herself. She would kill someone if not for her constant restraint of power. She hid this deep and so she made herself become the opposite to what she actually is.

She then placed money on the table in the real world as well all but given up on food now she was way more interested in what she was feeling in her soul mates mind. She stood and rose off the ground moving towards the door, she was solely relying on the wind now for physical movement as all of her senses were deadened to the real world other than the sense of the wind on her wings. She opened the door with the wind as well and hovered in front of Julie.

“I think it best that we talk.” Her tone was both a psychic one and physical creating a doubled effect for Julie. “Please introduce me to your demon as well, when we get there.” She would add offering her hand to Julie. Her eyes were still closed though her body seemed to be glowing brighter than the natural soft glow that fairies give off revealing to all that knew anything about them that she was channelling magic.

In her mind she would then address the demon directly “I am sorry for this intrusion but please bear with it just a little longer, There are some questions that I feel are important to ask, and we can head to your house to talk better, but I’d prefer not to end the spell just yet as I sense you are getting sleepy.” She would mind speak her tone still soothing, though she did use a tone of authority over the top of it.

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Cienna was startled when Julie abruptly became agitated with her and then when she started having a go at herself her mind immediately began scanning through all the different reference materials trying to think of what could be the cause. It was then that it occurred to her that she knew a spell that could settle any doubts that she or anyone else might have. She took in a deep breath closing her eyes, not out of necessity but more of a habit to appear normal. She let spirit sink with in the magic that she could feel flowing around and through her all the time, letting it fill her and thus entering a clear casting state she began to chant in a soft lullaby type tone, the words of which she highly doubted anyone in this city would understand being long since discontinued by any of the other races save for a select few fairies.

The power with in her began to surge outwards like waves in an ocean bouncing back off people giving a small glimpse into their minds. She paid no attention to the others, they weren’t even a concern, it only took her a second and she found the person she was looking for, Julie, standing outside under the awning. ‘good at least she isn’t in the rain.’ The though crossed her mind without her even intending to think of it. She was now in a kind of astral body in front of her however this body wasn’t real, it was magical in nature and allowed her to read the minds of those it touched, like the waves of power granted a glimpse, this form of the spell was more focused and she gently placed a finger on Julies brow, she would not feel it as the touch was not physical but magical, like a spell of guidance none truly knew when it touched and when it didn't.

The moment she touched Julies brow she would be sucked inside her mind her presence neither a light nor a darkness, as if she simply existed in a state of balance, which in all truth she did, She constantly cast a spell on herself known to many as equilibrium, it was used for spell casters that were falling into darkness, to keep them balanced with light and dark, she used it however for a different reason that she would not even share with Julie yet.
“Julie” she would mind speak softly a soothing tone emanating from her very core, she was radiating a sort of calm that came from someone who had experienced life and found their own centre of gravity, She had a type of inner peace that she was very careful about maintaining.

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Cienna would sit listening intently to Julie as she spoke she barely even registered that the waitress had spoken to her, only noticing that her drink had been placed in front of her by the fact that Julie had a cup in her hand and the gentle smell of mint wafting up from her cup. Such was the quiet revere going on inside her own mind that a lazy smile came to her face.
Julies explanation as to being only in part human intrigued her, a curse like any magics tended to catch her attention, a trait that many fairies shared, was a unique perspective to magic, it was like their life blood and it was a natural curiosity, well more of an obsession to her. One of the main reasons that she so enjoyed working for the library was that she got to read any of the books, and even got to choose sometimes what books they ordered.

"No...I don't want you to meet...her. N-Nevermind,"
"Listen, I have a lot of dark history to me. So if you don't think you can do this...i-it's fine..."
There it was again that distress, there was something that Julie was afraid to tell, or was it show her. She knew a thing about or two about the darkness but she had never feared it, something even more so about dark magics. It was like a fascination to her and she would have guessed it could be fates design for as she had been studying it for a good number of years now, and if Julie were to see the inside of her home, she would notice book shelves full of books though unless she could read braille she wouldn’t be able to know they were all on the occult and the different magical based races she could find.
She took a deep breath before giving a smile as sweet as she could be hoping to calm her soul mate across from her as she would think how to formulate her words she would absent mindedly twirl her fingers feeling the air coalesce into something solid and twirling like some girls did with their hair, or so she had read in a romance book.
“Not all curses are bad” she would say softly her voice barely above a whisper the words simply slipping from her mouth before she even realized what it is that she was saying.

“I... I mean… well…” she blushed hard before shaking her head.
“Wha... What… What kind of fairy do you think I am?” this was a guarded question as she had known many of the other races tended to accept fairies in general as a good luck token, or in the case of humans, treated her like ‘Tinkerbell.’ When she revealed that she was a wind fairy those of them that knew of her species recoiled in terror from her.
She could always feel that moment as they pulled away, some of them had run without looking back. They often judged her for her species not who she was but that was ok, she had learned to accept that as part of life as well, though the thought of the not quite human across from her running was a terrifying one and her small hand would kind of shake causing the stream of coalesced wind she had been playing with to quiver and spiral around her arm. The wind at this point would be glowing softly as it was pulled into a state it was not naturally in.
It was at that moment that the waitress chose to return with her garden salad, which was a relief to have something to distract her from the shadows that danced across her mind from memories of times long ago. She thanked the waitress and picked up her fork moving the salad around, she had to admit that it looked pretty good and made her small stomach rumble a little so she speared a cherry tomato and popped it into her mouth before realizing what she had done she blushed that scarlet flush returning to her cheeks.

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@Cu ChulainnI'm throwing up one of my characters to see if i can work it out, and so far it's pretty straight forward, and seems to be a really good platform

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Okies, finally finished work and just caught up on the explosion that this thread has had, Yes level one does not gain any real benefits and it is a little slower however this campaign is litterally like here have exp here have exp here have a level etc... it's relatively short and goes from levels 1-5 and is designed for starting at level 1 so it doesn't throw anything stupid at you.
As to character sheets I am checking out DiceCloud right now, will get back to you on that and in the morning as it's like 12:30 am here I will get the IC, OOC up so we can get this started.

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When the woman suggested walking to the café she felt a small rush or excitement, all too many of the other races preferred to use cars or the likes and for her that just felt cramped the air always felt to still inside them. She would bring herself to hovering height in line with the woman, which she could tell, she was already quickly becoming attached to.
"My...my name. It's Julie. Julie Ambers."
‘Julie Ambers’ she thought to herself silently mouthing the words to herself, she had to admit that it had a certain ring to it, as if the name itself resonated with her very being. ‘Yes, it is a very nice name indeed to have.’ She thought to herself. While she thought her wings would lazily flap back and forth similar to that of a butterflies though they technically didn’t have to move at all to give her flight, She was doing it more as a subconscious method of reading the wind, creating little eddies that would swirl around them and fan out revealing any and all objects around.
She was happy to be led while lost in her own thoughts which somehow less than an hour prior were filled with nothing but curling up in her bed now however, that was the last thing she wanted to do as this woman filled her thoughts wanting to know everything about her.
"You'll...you'll live forever?"
She barely heard the question and had to snap back to reality, however before she could formulate a response to this line of inquiry she heard.
"Shut up,"
It was whispered almost inaudibly however just loud enough for her enhanced ears to pick up, the words had stunned her, not even sure she had said anything she looks perplexed and a little hurt until Julie had added.
"Sorry, I was talking...to...to myself. It's a long story,"
Relief flooded through her, she hadn’t offended Julie, the something else seemed to worm it’s way into her mind, ‘Is Julie mad?’ she thought to herself the word mad feeling almost repulsive in this sentence. ‘Or maybe she isn’t as human as I originally thought.’ She reassured herself with this thought, after all she had come across many races in her time that had, well to say the least their was two of them sharing one body and they would switch quite often. She found her mind wondering off on this new tangent of thought trying to figure out this enigma that was Julie Ambers.

Before she could get too far along the rabbit hole that is her own mind they had entered the café and been approached by the waitress. She listened as Julie ordered a hot chocolate and then seemed to look at her. She felt a smile cross her lips before herself ordering a Mint tea and garden salad. It’s not that she couldn’t eat meat like other fairies it’s more, that she didn’t like what it did to her when she did. She chose some years ago to become vegetarian as the Wind fairies are predatory fairies and can become quite dark should they not control themselves. Since her choice to become a Vegetarian she had been much happier with in her own little world.
"So, forever, huh? How long have you been around then? Because I've seen...a lot. If you don't mind me asking, that is,"
She would giggle at this question, a sound like a bubbling brook in the middle of a midsummers day in a forest. “Yes… forever… well kind of, I can die if someone knows how to kill me.” She says as she faces Julie her mind trying to picture all the facets of who Julie was. “I am well, I was born some 200 years ago.” She added after some thought “I think, I stopped counting years a long time ago.” She would continue. She knew most long-lived species tended to stop counting years after a hundred or so years. The air in this café felt good to her, or was it that Julie was there, she couldn’t tell but even sitting her wings were picking up the slight vibrations in the air emanating from across the table, not as clear but she was perfectly aware she was there.

“Can… Can I ask… Are you… Are you Human?” she was curious she had no way of knowing anything about her partner other than what she could discern from the brief touch and the sound of her voice. She gathered from her voice that she could not be too old if she were human which her body shape suggested, and well she felt young to her, which she knew by her own body to be deceptive.
The only thing that kept ringing through when she thought of Julie as Human was that she had, had a prior soul mate and most humans don’t live long enough to see two soul mates in one life.