Post by Kahlan Lothair on Sept 20, 2004 23:25:28 GMT -5
-High Queen- Kahlan Lothair Contrary to the look of Amariette, Kahlan is just as she had been the day before. This time however the blood on her is dried and her shirt is stiff with it, rubbing against her tender abdomen but still she does not flinch. Her hand falls to the side as Nur walks with her, the ashen alabaster look to it is enough to concern even the strongest of men, and it was obvious that Nur was concerned. High above the mortal plane of conciousness Kahlan watches the goingson. The day before she had been left face down in the dirt and out of respect they had picked her up and brought her inside the tent and left her there to herself. Changes had come and gone and in fact a patch of green earth with a succulent flower in its middle, would be found under where she had been left for the night. <C>
-High Queen- Kahlan Lothair Her hair is free and waves like a banner in the wind. Even in such deep sleep that her body is all but shut down, Kahlan has some otherworldly appeal. Her essence plummets toward the earth and lingers right before the eyes of Daniel, but he wouldnt be able to see it, he just didnt have the visual capacity to see it. Flitting away she looks for Halar while keeping a concious hold on her weak body. When she finds Halar, the essence of Kahlan pulses with a warm light, unable to speak. She hopes he might be able to understand the meaning of the warmth of light, for this was the only form she could muster in such a state of disrepair. Long snaking tendrils of the essence dance forward to stroke the nose of the Dragon. He knew the importance of what was happening, he also knew that <C>
-High Queen- Kahlan Lothair She could have easily spent herself had she gone on much longer and in any more depth. They would still have pains, though the bones were mended, they werent completely healed. A slight by product of the healing for it gave the body time to catch up instead of putting it in a state of reversed shock. She wanted Halar to know that she was alright and starts to flutter like a rampant gust of wind over everything before brushing over Amariette, thankful for the womans insight, before she bolts for Daniel and smacks him with the essence. The wind that would hit him characteristically smells like the Queen as the essence bounces past him and hits Kahlan hard in the chest. A force that would serve to stop Nur and force him back a step. Whether he could see the source or not was only <C>
-High Queen- Kahlan Lothair For him to know. Waves of reddish gold hair ripple slightly with the impact but other than that she is simply in a deep sleep though her breathing has improved a bit, it is no longer shallow. Kahlan wouldnt die from something like this. Over exposure was something she was intimately knowledgeable about, and in fact the Loritorium was built just for that use. It aided in pulling her power and essence together into a centralized power, allowing her body to function properly. Indeed it was one of the most ingenious designs of its time...for Angels and Dragons that is. Halar would know where she was headed, in another lifetime as a friend he had been told of the idea. <E>
Daniel Carter: -In the back of his mind he thought that he had forgotten something... something important. He squinted into the sun, looking up onto the mountainside at Halar who was pointedly looking away. He knew Halar had been friends with his father as well as with Daniel himself. He was probably feeling angry at Daniel for ignoring the past and ignoring the forman. The stern look on the dragon's profile figure said it all. 'You could have been killed, Daniel.' He let his gaze drop again to the ground. He knew. He had been reckless, wrapped up in his work. That much of an obsession had proven to be a problem before. For a brief instant the sight of her flitted in his mind again, not of the laughing happy blonde curly haired girl he had loved(C)-
Daniel Carter: -but of the angry woman he had neglected slamming the door in his face as she left his life forever. But he couldn't change the past. James Carter was dead, that was out of his control. Evelyn had left almost a decade ago, he couldn't change that either. He looked up towards Amariette's tent. Not everything was out of his control now. As a gust of wind flies past him, he looks up, the haunting chant of the same Enochian speech he heard in the cave and that smell... they were both very faint, and he shook his head to regain his senses. His head was still spinning and playing tricks on him. Upon the mountainside Halar watched Kahlan's essence rise to him. "Hello, my dear." He said, knowing she was not the sort to die so quickly(C)-
Daniel Carter: -As she reached out with comfort he smiled just ever so slightly to her. "I will be fine. I will bring them to Ulster when you are ready." He spoke softly to her, knowing where she was headed. She would be cared for well. He shifted then, rearranging his grip on the rocks, muscles rippling beneath his scaled silver skin. Below, Daniel watched the Queen hesitantly for a moment, almost as if he had seen something unnatural, but then shook his head. His mind was playing tricks again. Limping more as the blood started rushing to the pain centers in his leg, he turned away, headed for Amariette's tent. He parted the flap to find her on her cot resting peacefully. He stood at the entrance for a few moments just watching. Halar was right. Some things were more(C)-
Daniel Carter: -important than work. Using the cane to its fullest extent he moved a chair next to her bed and sat down, perfectly happy to wait and watch. Reaching out a hand slowly he pulled back some hair from her sweet face, a small contented smile crossing his own. So she had felt that way all along... he closed his eyes for a moment, leaning his head on the curl in his cane. It wasa good feeling. And this time he was going to learn from what went wrong the last time. This time he wasn't about to mess things up.(F)-
-High Queen- Kahlan Lothair Her hair is free and waves like a banner in the wind. Even in such deep sleep that her body is all but shut down, Kahlan has some otherworldly appeal. Her essence plummets toward the earth and lingers right before the eyes of Daniel, but he wouldnt be able to see it, he just didnt have the visual capacity to see it. Flitting away she looks for Halar while keeping a concious hold on her weak body. When she finds Halar, the essence of Kahlan pulses with a warm light, unable to speak. She hopes he might be able to understand the meaning of the warmth of light, for this was the only form she could muster in such a state of disrepair. Long snaking tendrils of the essence dance forward to stroke the nose of the Dragon. He knew the importance of what was happening, he also knew that <C>
-High Queen- Kahlan Lothair She could have easily spent herself had she gone on much longer and in any more depth. They would still have pains, though the bones were mended, they werent completely healed. A slight by product of the healing for it gave the body time to catch up instead of putting it in a state of reversed shock. She wanted Halar to know that she was alright and starts to flutter like a rampant gust of wind over everything before brushing over Amariette, thankful for the womans insight, before she bolts for Daniel and smacks him with the essence. The wind that would hit him characteristically smells like the Queen as the essence bounces past him and hits Kahlan hard in the chest. A force that would serve to stop Nur and force him back a step. Whether he could see the source or not was only <C>
-High Queen- Kahlan Lothair For him to know. Waves of reddish gold hair ripple slightly with the impact but other than that she is simply in a deep sleep though her breathing has improved a bit, it is no longer shallow. Kahlan wouldnt die from something like this. Over exposure was something she was intimately knowledgeable about, and in fact the Loritorium was built just for that use. It aided in pulling her power and essence together into a centralized power, allowing her body to function properly. Indeed it was one of the most ingenious designs of its time...for Angels and Dragons that is. Halar would know where she was headed, in another lifetime as a friend he had been told of the idea. <E>
Daniel Carter: -In the back of his mind he thought that he had forgotten something... something important. He squinted into the sun, looking up onto the mountainside at Halar who was pointedly looking away. He knew Halar had been friends with his father as well as with Daniel himself. He was probably feeling angry at Daniel for ignoring the past and ignoring the forman. The stern look on the dragon's profile figure said it all. 'You could have been killed, Daniel.' He let his gaze drop again to the ground. He knew. He had been reckless, wrapped up in his work. That much of an obsession had proven to be a problem before. For a brief instant the sight of her flitted in his mind again, not of the laughing happy blonde curly haired girl he had loved(C)-
Daniel Carter: -but of the angry woman he had neglected slamming the door in his face as she left his life forever. But he couldn't change the past. James Carter was dead, that was out of his control. Evelyn had left almost a decade ago, he couldn't change that either. He looked up towards Amariette's tent. Not everything was out of his control now. As a gust of wind flies past him, he looks up, the haunting chant of the same Enochian speech he heard in the cave and that smell... they were both very faint, and he shook his head to regain his senses. His head was still spinning and playing tricks on him. Upon the mountainside Halar watched Kahlan's essence rise to him. "Hello, my dear." He said, knowing she was not the sort to die so quickly(C)-
Daniel Carter: -As she reached out with comfort he smiled just ever so slightly to her. "I will be fine. I will bring them to Ulster when you are ready." He spoke softly to her, knowing where she was headed. She would be cared for well. He shifted then, rearranging his grip on the rocks, muscles rippling beneath his scaled silver skin. Below, Daniel watched the Queen hesitantly for a moment, almost as if he had seen something unnatural, but then shook his head. His mind was playing tricks again. Limping more as the blood started rushing to the pain centers in his leg, he turned away, headed for Amariette's tent. He parted the flap to find her on her cot resting peacefully. He stood at the entrance for a few moments just watching. Halar was right. Some things were more(C)-
Daniel Carter: -important than work. Using the cane to its fullest extent he moved a chair next to her bed and sat down, perfectly happy to wait and watch. Reaching out a hand slowly he pulled back some hair from her sweet face, a small contented smile crossing his own. So she had felt that way all along... he closed his eyes for a moment, leaning his head on the curl in his cane. It wasa good feeling. And this time he was going to learn from what went wrong the last time. This time he wasn't about to mess things up.(F)-