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Post by Amelia on Jan 25, 2007 12:27:10 GMT -5
Amelia walked in and sat down at the Elves table that still seemed to be empty and it didn't seem that other elves were coming in late.
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Post by Selene on Jan 25, 2007 23:21:20 GMT -5
Selene looked around, noticing with some apphrension that the only person she knew was that elf, Amelia, who seemd to be interested in socialising with the other elves. In fact, most of the races seemed to be seperated into little cliques. What did she qualify as? There was a large, empty section at the very end of the last table. She took it, and waited for grace to be said, or whatever. People in her town were very religious, though she had never understood the complex theories and statements surrounding supreme spiritual beings.
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Post by Deke on Jan 26, 2007 15:45:39 GMT -5
((I give up on the table thing. I'm the only dwarf. Lunch is going to be boring if we all sit at separate tables like emos.))
Deke walked towards...Selene, was it? for unity's sake. He ignored the rather loud group of dwarves several tables away. Not to mention Amelia, who was two points behind Selene on the Great Scoreboard of Life. "Um...Seh-lehn? Hello. My name's Deke.", he said as he sat down.
This table was definitely not made for dwarves. The surface was only a few centimeters below his collarbone.
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Post by Ebeth on Jan 26, 2007 20:21:18 GMT -5
Ebeth grinned at the sight of Deke trying to sit at the big table. She walked over. "You could try sitting on top if you're uncomfortable," she suggested, grabbing some food.
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Post by Selene on Jan 26, 2007 22:47:53 GMT -5
"Hello, Deke," said Selene, and smiled at the brown haired girl's comment. She had this problem a lot - she liked these people, and wanted to be friendly, but having friends her own age just wasn't her thing. She tried to say something she imagined to be vaguely witty. "Or we could all stand on our knees to make you more at home." Or was that just racist? "Sorry," she added, in case it had been.
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Post by Deke on Jan 27, 2007 14:39:41 GMT -5
"Don't worry. Dwarves are uncommon where I come from and I've grown immune to short jokes." Deke was glad that the initial awkward poking-fun-at-superficial-things part was over. He cast around for something to start a conversation with. "I wonder why it's segregated like this?" To drive the point home, he knelt on his stool and crossed his arms on the table.
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Post by Selene on Jan 28, 2007 0:02:25 GMT -5
Selene shrugged, and noticed she was looking a little squished (fix-ey, fix-ey, Ebeth?) and glanced around the room before she looked back at Deke. "I guess people are just uncomfortable around each other - I don't know any other elves or dwarves. It was all humans back at my village."
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Post by Amelia on Jan 28, 2007 16:56:33 GMT -5
Amelia walked over to the bigger table, "Hello Selene," she had no troubles pronouncing her name because of the very complex names she had at her own village. She then looked at the dwarf and looked straight down, "hello."
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Post by Selene on Jan 28, 2007 23:19:08 GMT -5
Selene appreciated someone pronouncing her name correctly, but, after all, she had told the girl her name before. There was a distinct air of stuck up-ishness about the girl. "Hello, Amelia." She paused. "Amelia is a bit of an unusual name for an elf, isn't it?"
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Post by Amelia on Jan 29, 2007 8:36:18 GMT -5
"Well yes, my parents were quite the travelers at the time and had heard it from a human village," she said trying to sound as nice a she could, because she knew she could give off the wrong impression.
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Post by Selene on Jan 29, 2007 19:40:08 GMT -5
"Oh." Devoid of a good conversation topic, Selene stared down at her hand in her lap, concentrating on her palm. A soft green glow. It had happened first a week or two ago. Every time she tried, it got a little brighter. Now, a green flame popped up in the center of her hand, though she didn't feel any burning sensation, just a tickling feeling. She stared harder, and the flame grew into a small blaze, stil the same lime colour, and quite suddenly, she smelled smoke. The table was smoking dangerously. She quickly looked away, and the fire extinguished itself. "What on Earth..."
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Post by Amelia on Jan 29, 2007 19:59:53 GMT -5
Amelia saw the smoke and looked over. "Are you OK?" She flipped her short hair back and looked closer at her to make sure she was all right.
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Post by Ebeth on Jan 30, 2007 15:54:39 GMT -5
Ebeth watched Selene's hand, interested. "I've never seen that before," she said raising an eyebrow. "How do you do that?"
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Post by Selene on Jan 30, 2007 22:57:02 GMT -5
"I... don't know." Selene blinked. "There was a village healer lady who had some wierd magic, but no one ever asked her about it... she was completely insane, actually." She glanced at Ebeth, who seemed to know this place best. "Is there a library here?"
((Deke, here's one:
hobo = residentially challenged))
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Post by Ebeth on Feb 1, 2007 10:58:18 GMT -5
Ebeth pondered. "Yeah, i think somebody mentioned one once. I've never been there," she said. "It would probably be in an empty classroom or something. I don't think it's very big though. Not too many people can read, or are interested in reading. Most people use their textbooks for target practice or something."
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