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Human-Born (1x1) [oOWonderKinOo]x[XxLyraxX]

Sure, or perhaps a tingly sensation? I'll get to work on it soon. :)

Spell-weaver~ 1x1 Witch/Wizard (Changed the name.)

@TakeoEndo I posted. If you don't like the way anything plaid out, I can always re-write it later. ^_^ Oh, I understand. The only reason I have so much time to do this is because my job allows me to use my laptop. XD Cookies sound good though. ^_^

Spell-weaver~ 1x1 Witch/Wizard (Changed the name.)

Clara simply nodded keeping an almost uncomfortably tight grip on Alexander's hand. Her heart was thumping hard within her chest and a swirl of excitement raged through her mind. With her and Alexander's auras linked, she could hear a rhythmic hum, like a mantra of concentration in the back of her mind, but that was the least of her concerns right know. Alexander's aura flowed through her like a powerful waves of water, but also prickled with quick shots of energy. This alone was very dangerous. There was a new and terrifyingly strong power being shared with her. It was exotic and quick to react. Clara had to guide him by the hand while keeping herself somewhat composed in order to control her abilities. Her gaze went to the teacup left resting on the table. Why she looked at it was anyone's guess, but she quickly saw that this act was a mistake. Allowing her eyes to focus on something for too long wasn't a good idea. There was a low hum and it shattered within an instant. Too much energy ran through her at the moment. They stepped out of the tent and she managed to keep her eyes down at the ground. Though she was still excited, she ran her own mantra through her mind in order to keep herself together enough to reach the barrier and cast her spell. Oddly enough, the mantra was more like a nursery rhyme or a old folk tale. It was recited often by the women who lived near the northern wilds. There once was a bear as old as old For many many stories were told The beast had great eyes of gold It waited for a hero bold The years had past one by one and no such hero ever come pass on the song to young an old for fear of the bear with eyes of gold The melody seemed to keep her focused while they walked among the dirt paths and bits of brush to get to the barrier. She only looked up to see the great mass of blue that hummed intimidatingly. Taking a deep breath, she decided to start her spell. Clara straightened up and stepped them both closer to the barrier. They were so close that bits of energy arced between them and the barrier. It was like the dome was greedily waiting for them to get too close in order for it to engulf them. With her free hand held high, she breathed some words low and under her breath. The volume of her voice wasn't what gave the spell it's strength but rather the determination and concentration of the caster. Her giddy excitement seemed to disappear while she did this. The air around their skin felt stuffy for a moment, then her free hand clinched tightly into a fist. The spell was to give them flesh as stone, but the combined energy of their auras made the material stronger and bright like crystal. Their shimmery exterior also glowed with energy. "Go!" She spoke pulling them both into the face of the barrier. The dome let out a loud crack then a loud but low sounding hum.

Human-Born (1x1) [oOWonderKinOo]x[XxLyraxX]

Ummm you do it. Maybe he can hurry out and she has to follow him because he forgot the a small box of smaller plants for the bar area.

Human-Born (1x1) [oOWonderKinOo]x[XxLyraxX]

Coolness. I posted by the way. ^___^

Airborn; A Swashbuckling Airship Adventure (Mature)

I added Merchant faction.

Human-Born (1x1) [oOWonderKinOo]x[XxLyraxX]

I was hoping for something sorta subtle. Maybe they would glow? That way they could excuse it as their minds playing tricks where it's early.

Human-Born (1x1) [oOWonderKinOo]x[XxLyraxX]

Cars rolled by the shop with a gentle hiss from the wet roads. Elly sighed with her gaze looking over her steamy cup of coffee and out the shop window. Over the view of well kept flowers, and across the road, was a small bench with an overhang and a reflective wall that showed a murky image of the shop. She would stare at the vague image almost as if she was looking into a portal or alternate dimension. It would be a place where things would be similar but different. A place where the air would dance like it did in her dreams. With that thought, she slipped into a memory of how her dreams often began. Elly would be either on a high balcony of a classy hotel, a rooftop of a tall business building or another place where she could see for miles and miles. The air would push past her with a wild aggression. It would rush over her again and again, pushing her closer and closer to the edge. At first, she would be terrified and tried to fight against her elemental aggressor, but only to be struck with another power blast of wind. There were times where she would fall backwards and other times where she would fall face first. The first fall of the dream would always seem new and terrible. She would scream and look down at the ground growing closer and closer unable to tear her eyes away. Then, the same powerful gusts of wind would save her. It was like some sentient force was within the wind or perhaps it was a living thing. Elly would rise high into the air and fall like a leaf, but a sign that the dream was about to end would be whispers on the wind. They would first be very faint like the sound of rustling leaves, but they would grow louder and louder. It seemed like each time she had a dream, the whispering was getting closer to actual words. It was almost like someone was trying to tell her something. Elly looked down and blinked seeing she had drank all her coffee whilst in the midst of her daydream. She hurried to the sink in the back of the shop to rinse it out. There was also a notepad and a cordless phone that rested near the counter where they would dress the flowers. There were rows of different ribbons and ties. They kept different vases in another room for fear of breaking them. She looked over the list of orders by the phone and made sure there weren't any orders that had been overlooked. Nothing seemed to be out of place. The high tone of the bell chimed through the shop. She looked around the doorway to see a young man stepping out of the rain and up to the counter. "Hello!" She smiled while walking from the back room to greet him. "Is there anything I might assist you with today?" It was the normal scripted response she told people when they entered the shop. It was so reflexive that she would say it even if someone who worked there walked in.

Human-Born (1x1) [oOWonderKinOo]x[XxLyraxX]

It's ok. Umm when they meet. Should something odd happen? Perhaps their eyes change to the color of their elements when they are near other dragons about to come of age?

Human-Born (1x1) [oOWonderKinOo]x[XxLyraxX]

I'm going to read over your post to refresh myself and get started on the post soon. :)