Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént
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Time and Space.
Roleplay posts: 426 
Age: Yesterday.
Physical Description: Edward Laurént stands at 5'10. He has midlength black hair, and a clean shaven face. Previously his facial features were hard to remember, since he has begun wearing glasses they have become easier to recall. He looks to be in his late twenties, with a strong jaw, mid set cheek bones, straight narrow nose, and full lips. He appears to be in decent physical condition, though he is a bit pale.
Edwards eyes are an odd shade of blue, and they quite literally glow. With his glasses on, the glowing is the only remarkable thing about them. When you stare into his eyes when his glasses off though... it can be an odd experience. Staring into his eyes gives the impression that time has ceased to flow. Then you become aware of just how fast you are moving through the void of space. Most students avoid looking into his eyes.
OG Echoes: http://pre03.deviantart.net/a4ce/th/pre/i/2013/298/4/d/space_mage_by_axl99-d6ru3ej.jpg
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Clothes and Equipment: Previously Edward only owned one suit of clothing. He retains these clothes, as a sort of work uniform. His style of dress when working is odd. He wears: sturdy blue cotton pants, an over sized coat of some unknown material, a sweater with a hood sewn onto it, and a large scarf. Each piece of clothing fluctuates in state of repair, and cleanliness through the day. If these clothes were not so eccentric, he could easily be considered a beggar while wearing them.
Edward has begun to expand his wardrobe in recent months. His first new accessory is a pair of glasses. Unlike other time mages, Edward struggled with turning off his time sight, rather than turning it on. His glasses are enchanted to suppress it. When not working he tends to wear casual clothing. Loose white shirts, and simple leather leggings. He also has a handful of stylish, if simple mage robes for special occasions.
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Registered: Jan 27, 2016 14:17:35 GMT -8
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Post by Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént on Mar 6, 2016 22:17:27 GMT -8
Edwards mind was already half in the clouds. A date! With Reuna! He was half giddy, half terrified. He needed to come up with something. It needed to be memorable, but not ostentatious. Romantic, but not too intimate. He would also likely need new clothing. That was an odd thought, he had worn the same clothes for... a while. Gavin's questions bring him back to the present.
"I am looking into finding some children your own age, for you to play with. Don't worry you won't have to spend all your time, with us old people. We can certainly teach you somethings Gavin. Though not time stuff. That I will save for when you are a bit older."
By that Edward meant never. If he had his way, his son would never touch time magic.
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Reuna Laurént
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Roleplay posts: 361 
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Jan 25, 2016 16:56:44 GMT -8
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Post by Reuna Laurént on Mar 6, 2016 22:36:59 GMT -8
Reuna chuckled, hearing Gavin describe potion-making as 'fun'; the lad really was far too adorable, sometimes. "Potion-making can indeed be fun, Gavin, but it's also a very precise work. Some of the more advanced potions take days to make." As he continued stirring, she watched the potion slowly growing lighter and lighter, passing through varying shades of grey on its way toward silver. When the boy asked permission to learn things, she glanced toward Edward.
"I'll be happy to teach you whatever your father will allow, as long as it's safe. Some basic potions will be easy enough, as will cooking. I'm afraid I can't help you with the archery, however. But for now.." Reaching out, she stilled his stirring and carefully withdrew the stirring rod. Then she offered him a single peach pit, placing it in his little hands. "Add that to the potion, and watch."
Her expression was claimed by a wide smile as she waited to see his reaction to adding the peach pit. Once the final ingredient was added, the potion would become a brilliant white, exuding a puff of sweet-smelling smoke, then turning a dazzling shade of sky blue. Exactly as it should be.
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Gavin Laurént
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Exists!
Roleplay posts: 131
Age: 5
Physical Description: Formerly only existing as a barely perceptible temporal ghost, Gavin is now a perfectly normal 5 year old boy.
Registered: Feb 14, 2016 14:02:40 GMT -8
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Post by Gavin Laurént on Mar 6, 2016 23:26:32 GMT -8
Gavin's eyes widened and his eyebrows rose with skepticism. He carefully plopped the peach pit into the potion. As expected, the potion lit up!
Gavin actually panicked slightly and placed the container down on the ground, where it continued to react until it became a bright sky blue.
"Coooooooooooooooooooooool!"
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Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént
Dedicated
Time and Space.
Roleplay posts: 426
Age: Yesterday.
Physical Description: Edward Laurént stands at 5'10. He has midlength black hair, and a clean shaven face. Previously his facial features were hard to remember, since he has begun wearing glasses they have become easier to recall. He looks to be in his late twenties, with a strong jaw, mid set cheek bones, straight narrow nose, and full lips. He appears to be in decent physical condition, though he is a bit pale.
Edwards eyes are an odd shade of blue, and they quite literally glow. With his glasses on, the glowing is the only remarkable thing about them. When you stare into his eyes when his glasses off though... it can be an odd experience. Staring into his eyes gives the impression that time has ceased to flow. Then you become aware of just how fast you are moving through the void of space. Most students avoid looking into his eyes.
OG Echoes: http://pre03.deviantart.net/a4ce/th/pre/i/2013/298/4/d/space_mage_by_axl99-d6ru3ej.jpg
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Clothes and Equipment: Previously Edward only owned one suit of clothing. He retains these clothes, as a sort of work uniform. His style of dress when working is odd. He wears: sturdy blue cotton pants, an over sized coat of some unknown material, a sweater with a hood sewn onto it, and a large scarf. Each piece of clothing fluctuates in state of repair, and cleanliness through the day. If these clothes were not so eccentric, he could easily be considered a beggar while wearing them.
Edward has begun to expand his wardrobe in recent months. His first new accessory is a pair of glasses. Unlike other time mages, Edward struggled with turning off his time sight, rather than turning it on. His glasses are enchanted to suppress it. When not working he tends to wear casual clothing. Loose white shirts, and simple leather leggings. He also has a handful of stylish, if simple mage robes for special occasions.
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Registered: Jan 27, 2016 14:17:35 GMT -8
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Post by Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént on Mar 7, 2016 9:20:12 GMT -8
Edward smiles at his son indulgently. This was another perfect moment, in a day of perfect moments. What had he done to deserve this happiness? He didn't know he was just glad he had it. Still he had some work to do. Getting to his feet, he says with a grin.
"I have a few errands to run, I will be back in an hour. You can keep Auntie Reu company for that long right Gavin?"
He would wait just long enough to hear the answer, before popping out of existence.
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Reuna Laurént
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Roleplay posts: 361
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Jan 25, 2016 16:56:44 GMT -8
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Post by Reuna Laurént on Mar 7, 2016 12:18:35 GMT -8
Gavin's reaction to the potion's completion was far too cute, and Reuna laughed softly, reaching out to gently ruffle his hair. With a few quick gestures of her hand, the potion began to siphon itself from the cauldron into glass bottles, which then corked and sealed magically. That would've been a much longer, more tedious process without it. Gods, but she loved having magic. Glancing toward Edward as he spoke, she nodded. "I believe we can keep each other entertained."
Once Edward was gone, she turned back to Gavin with a smile. "What do you say we make that strawberry cake you wanted?" She remembered his excitement at the prospect the night before. Anticipating a positive response, she began to summon the necessary ingredients and items to the table, before plucking the boy up and carting him over there herself, setting him on his feet on the bench beside the table so he could help her.
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Gavin Laurént
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Exists!
Roleplay posts: 131
Age: 5
Physical Description: Formerly only existing as a barely perceptible temporal ghost, Gavin is now a perfectly normal 5 year old boy.
Registered: Feb 14, 2016 14:02:40 GMT -8
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Post by Gavin Laurént on Mar 8, 2016 11:11:35 GMT -8
Gavin grinned as he was picked up. There was something special about having alone time with an adult female. Reuna was the closest thing Gavin had to a mom, and he was starting to feel it. With the timeline having been altered, Gavin was the only person in the world who truly did not have a mom. His DNA was that of his father and a woman who would not be physically born for another ten thousand years. His existence wasn't even contingent on her existence, any more than a stranger's.
Occasionally, in Gavin's sleep, he'd see visions and feel strange presences in the room. They were comforting, but also triggered a faint sadness and longing. Gavin would sometimes speak to these presences in his dreams, but would remember nothing upon awakening. His birth proved that souls existed outside of the timeline. So more than likely these souls were those of his mother and sister who were no longer his mother and sister, just blips of light energy from the celestial realm, waiting to enter bodies whose lives would have nothing to do with Gavin.
Eventually these visitations would cease, though the large grey dragon would still drop in and greet him once in a while.
None of this had any bearing on Gavin at the moment. He was still enjoying the spectacle of Reuna summoning the ingredients.
"Mom- ma, AH MAYONNAISE! Wait, no, not mayonnaise." Gavin, somewhat frightened, stared wide-eyed at Reuna for a second. His clever little mind would recover quickly though. "I just, I just think it's weird that cream looks like mayonnaise and that mayonnaise tastes so different and that, and that you don't use milk to make mayonnaise. Food is weird."
He grinned.
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Reuna Laurént
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Roleplay posts: 361
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Jan 25, 2016 16:56:44 GMT -8
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Post by Reuna Laurént on Mar 8, 2016 11:38:35 GMT -8
Reuna froze when she heard Gavin's badly attempted cover-up of his addressing her as 'Mom', and likewise, all the floating items halted in midair. She hadn't wanted to do this, but it seemed like she had no choice in the matter. Forcing a smile onto her lips, she gestured the rest of the necessary items onto the table, then set about getting started on the cake itself. She handed Gavin a sifter, dragged a large wooden bowl over in front of him, and set the canister of flour to hover over the sifter.
"Now, just turn that handle there - that's right, just like that, nice and smooth - while the flour pours through. That will make it soft and airy, perfect for a light, fluffy cake." While he did that, she set about carefully hulling the strawberries with a small paring knife. She kept half an eye on Gavin as the flour slowly sifted through. "Gavin.. I've heard you address me as your mother a few times." She let that statement hang in the air for a few moments before continuing, tossing the removed tops of the strawberries into a waste bin and halving the fruits themselves before dropping them into a bowl. "Do you want to talk about it?"
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Gavin Laurént
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Exists!
Roleplay posts: 131
Age: 5
Physical Description: Formerly only existing as a barely perceptible temporal ghost, Gavin is now a perfectly normal 5 year old boy.
Registered: Feb 14, 2016 14:02:40 GMT -8
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Post by Gavin Laurént on Mar 8, 2016 11:55:13 GMT -8
Gavin's face turned red. "No." he said flatly. He was upset, embarrassed, and even a little angry.
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Reuna Laurént
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 361
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
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Post by Reuna Laurént on Mar 8, 2016 12:18:48 GMT -8
Reuna winced at the way he flushed, and his terse answer. She liked children, and she was normally good with them, but situations like this.. were not her forte. Setting aside the paring knife, she wiped the strawberry juice off her hands with a towel, then gestured the flour back down onto the table. Taking the sifter, she put it in the bowl of flour, then gathered Gavin into her arms. As she sat on the bench, her back against the table, she nestled him on lap, resting her chin atop his head.
"I'm sorry if I upset you, Gavin, but this is something we need to discuss." Trying to think of how to phrase this, she gently stroked his hair, tilting her head to press her cheek against his brow. "I know you miss your mother, and I also know that I can't replace her - not that I would if I could.. she will always be your mother. But if you wish to think of me as a mother figure, that's perfectly alright with me. You and your father both need someone to take care of you, and I'm happy to do that."
Turning her head again, she pressed a soft kiss to his forehead, then shifted him within her arms so that she could peer into the boy's eyes with a warm smile. "I care for your father very much, and for you, as well." She hesitated, then decided she might as well let the child know what was happening. "Your father and I are.. courting, Gavin. Do you know what that means?"
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Gavin Laurént
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Exists!
Roleplay posts: 131
Age: 5
Physical Description: Formerly only existing as a barely perceptible temporal ghost, Gavin is now a perfectly normal 5 year old boy.
Registered: Feb 14, 2016 14:02:40 GMT -8
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Post by Gavin Laurént on Mar 8, 2016 15:07:37 GMT -8
Gavin hugged Reuna "I know you're not really my mom. Thank you."
He cocked his head when he heard the word "courting." He had absolutely know idea what that meant. "Is it. like... an application you fill out to get a baby?"
He was dead serious.
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Reuna Laurént
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 361
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Jan 25, 2016 16:56:44 GMT -8
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Post by Reuna Laurént on Mar 8, 2016 15:19:03 GMT -8
Startled by the answer, Reuna snorted a giggle, and quickly raised a hand, covering her mouth to try and stifle her laughter. Despite the hilarity of the response she received, she was also rapidly turning a vivid shade of red out of sheer embarrassment. After a moment, she managed to rein in her mirth, and lowered her hand as she cleared her throat. "Ahh.. not quite, little prince. It's when two people, who have feelings for each other, spend time together to see if they want to get married."
That was the best way she could think to describe it. But, the point of her question - and her explanation - was made a few moments later as she fixed Gavin with a very serious look. "Is this alright with you? I won't make any promises, but would you be unhappy if your father and I got married one day? I won't be upset if you say no." Marriage. Not even Crulamin had asked her to marry him. She wasn't sure how she felt about the idea of her relationship with Edward potentially leading to that end.
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Gavin Laurént
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Exists!
Roleplay posts: 131
Age: 5
Physical Description: Formerly only existing as a barely perceptible temporal ghost, Gavin is now a perfectly normal 5 year old boy.
Registered: Feb 14, 2016 14:02:40 GMT -8
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Post by Gavin Laurént on Mar 8, 2016 18:08:13 GMT -8
Reuna would notice a change in Gavin's eyes, bespeaking a maturity which a five year old child so rarely demonstrated. "Reuna, I don't remember everything from... from... when I was... when I wasn't, I guess. But... I remember... you two need to be happy... it's important. I don't know why it's important, but it is. Even the big grey dragon said so. That's why I... wanted to see you two. So... do whatever makes you two happy..."
A smile slowly creased on his little face. "If you two aren't happy... I feel like I'm here for nothing."
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Reuna Laurént
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 361
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Jan 25, 2016 16:56:44 GMT -8
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Post by Reuna Laurént on Mar 8, 2016 18:14:49 GMT -8
Such a maturity was odd to see in the eyes of one so young, but Reuna supposed that was to be expected, given what his little soul had been through. It was his words that made her own amethyst hues fill with tears, which she had to rapidly blink away lest they go tumbling down her cheeks. Hugging him tightly, she pressed a kiss to the top of his head. "Don't you ever say that. You're not here for nothing. You're here because your father loves you, and.. and so do I."
She had barely even known the child a few days, and yet he had worked his way so completely into her heart. Closing her eyes, she willed away the tears as she sniffled. Trying to dispel the sorrowful moment, she shifted her hands, giving his little sides a gentle tickle. "That's enough of that. How about we get back to that cake?" After leaving a final kiss to his little cheek, she stood and set the boy on his feet again, returning to hulling the strawberries as the canister of cake flour lofted into the air again, waiting for him to grasp the sifter and do his part.
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Gavin Laurént
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Exists!
Roleplay posts: 131
Age: 5
Physical Description: Formerly only existing as a barely perceptible temporal ghost, Gavin is now a perfectly normal 5 year old boy.
Registered: Feb 14, 2016 14:02:40 GMT -8
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Post by Gavin Laurént on Mar 8, 2016 19:24:42 GMT -8
Gavin took the sifter with gusto and began, well, sifting.
As the flour floated down into the bowl, Gavin suddenly started craving a strawberry. Without really thinking, he reached out his little hand and gestured at the bowl.
One of the strawberries piddled out of the bowl on its own, and fell on the counter with a plop.
Gavin frowned. "Reuna, how come you're so good at moving stuff with your mind?"
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Reuna Laurént
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 361
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Jan 25, 2016 16:56:44 GMT -8
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Post by Reuna Laurént on Mar 8, 2016 19:38:36 GMT -8
Reuna blinked as one of the strawberries suddenly tumbled out of the bowl at the gesture of Gavin's hand. Then her eyebrows shot upward in a surprised expression as she realized what had just happened. So, the boy had an innate magical talent. Was this due to his nature as a half-Elf, or his time spent as a spirit outside of time-space? Interesting, indeed... As she gestured for the strawberry to fly into his outstretched hand, she replied.
"Lots of practice, my little prince. I spent many years learning how to control and properly wield my magic.. although I was much older than you when I began. Have you always been able to do such things?" Having finished hulling the strawberries, she set about combining butter and sugar in a bowl, whipping the mixture vigorously with a whisk.
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Gavin Laurént
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Roleplay posts: 131
Age: 5
Physical Description: Formerly only existing as a barely perceptible temporal ghost, Gavin is now a perfectly normal 5 year old boy.
Registered: Feb 14, 2016 14:02:40 GMT -8
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Post by Gavin Laurént on Mar 8, 2016 19:55:16 GMT -8
Gavin shrugged. "I don't know. Not really."
He was telling the truth. In his previous life he had no magical talent. However, his earliest moments of existence involved exposure to absolutely unfathomable amounts of raw power and energy. His very body was born out of magic spells. And his soul had a higher awareness of things not of this earth. Finally, his father was one of the most powerful time mages to have ever lived. It would have been unreasonable to expect that he wouldn't turn out at least a little bit odd.
The truth is, all three of them were going to have very interesting futures.
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Reuna Laurént
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 361
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Jan 25, 2016 16:56:44 GMT -8
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Post by Reuna Laurént on Mar 8, 2016 20:26:18 GMT -8
"Hmm.. I think perhaps magic lessons might be a necessity rather than a pleasure. We'll discuss it with Edward when he returns." Setting down the bowl of frosting, she swiped a bit of it onto her fingertip, then dabbed it on Gavin's nose. Mostly to distract him as she liberated him of the sifter and the bowl of fluffy cake flour. Adding in a bit of milk, butter, sugar, baking powder, and two green duck eggs, she rapidly whisked the mixture into a smooth batter.
Once it was done, she added most of the strawberry slices and carefully folded them in, before pouring the batter into two round cake pans. These she sent to bake in the two oven compartments to either side of the roaring fire, before offering the whisk to Gavin to lick. Reuna herself sat on the bench with the bowl in her lap, swiping a finger through the batter remnants and then licking it off. She sighed contentedly. "Mother always told me not to, but it's just so good." Licking the batter and frosting out of the bowl.. her guilty pleasure.
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Gavin Laurént
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Roleplay posts: 131
Age: 5
Physical Description: Formerly only existing as a barely perceptible temporal ghost, Gavin is now a perfectly normal 5 year old boy.
Registered: Feb 14, 2016 14:02:40 GMT -8
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Post by Gavin Laurént on Mar 8, 2016 22:38:29 GMT -8
Gavin made an odd little "nyeh" sound as he wiped off his nose. He watched her skillfully craft the cake, trying to memorize all the steps. He also made a funny "bleh" sound when he saw the green duck eggs. They didn't look very appealing.
When it came down to the cake batter, at first Gavin responded with "Eww." But seeing Reuna lick the batter enticed his natural curiosity. Taking the large whisk to his mouth, he gingerly licked one of the metal rods clean. He snacked his lips and tongue against the roof of his mouth, carefully examining how he felt about the gooey substance.
"Eh." He shrugged apathetically. Unfortunately he did not have the same love of cake batter as his proxy mother figure. "Your mom was smart." He smiled mischievously.
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Reuna Laurént
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Roleplay posts: 361
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Registered: Jan 25, 2016 16:56:44 GMT -8
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Post by Reuna Laurént on Mar 8, 2016 22:50:40 GMT -8
His reaction to the duck eggs elicited a laugh, but she grinned at him. "You say 'bleh', but duck eggs produce the softest, fluffiest cake you will ever eat." When he decided cake batter wasn't for him, Reuna just chuckled and took the whisk back. "To each their own. Here, try this instead." Dipping one of the remaining strawberry halves into the icing, she offered it to Gavin. The sweet, vanilla-flavored mixture just heightened the strawberry's flavor, at least in her opinion.
Reuna settled in to lick the whisk and bowl clean of batter. "The cake should be done by the time your father gets back. I do wonder what he's up to." The words were murmured thoughtfully as she licked an errant drop of batter off the back of her hand. It was then she realized that her sleeves were still rolled up, with the scars ringing her wrists on display. Suddenly uncomfortable, she tried to push them back down as surreptitiously as possible. Edward knowing about their origin was bad enough. She didn't want Gavin asking questions he was far too young to know the answers to. "What should we make for dinner, hm?" Changing the subject with a beaming (if slightly forced) smile, she glanced to Gavin and arched a brow.
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Gavin Laurént
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Roleplay posts: 131
Age: 5
Physical Description: Formerly only existing as a barely perceptible temporal ghost, Gavin is now a perfectly normal 5 year old boy.
Registered: Feb 14, 2016 14:02:40 GMT -8
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Post by Gavin Laurént on Mar 8, 2016 23:10:19 GMT -8
Gavin expressed a great deal more gratitude towards the delicious looking strawberry. He plopped it in his mouth and chewed with gusto, relishing the bright red juices that coated his tongue. Oddly he already had the habit of keeping his lips closed while he chewed.
Of course he noticed the scars. He had seen them a long time ago. But he never really bothered to ask about them, out of a combination of fear and mere lack of interest. "Eggs are weird. They come out of a bird's butt, and then we eat them. Oh and sometimes they make baby birds and sometimes they don't. That's weird. I wonder why they're like that." His thoughts on eggs were made that much more amusing by the fact that he was also moving his hands around almost didactically, like he was trying to give a legitimate lecture on eggs.
"I kinda want... seafood. Do you think daddy would like sea food? Do we have sea food? Do we have to live by the sea to have sea food?" He became distracted by his own thoughts about the sea, and sea food.
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