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Post by Cadence Avia on Sept 22, 2016 19:11:49 GMT
[attr="class","icon-bg"] [attr="class","iconhere"] [attr="class","iconheres"] | [attr="class","icon-bg"] [attr="class","iconhere"] [attr="class","iconheres"] [attr="class,"notestxt"]Hello welcome to birbs | [attr="class","icon-bg"] [attr="class","iconhere"] a [attr="class","iconheres"] |
[attr="class","post"] [attr="class","text-lyrics"]I'll sing it forever “Fly, darling fly~
Nest within my arms!
Let me hold you in my wings
And you’ll never come to harm!”The group of people that circled around Cadence clapped along with the beat. There were no instruments, just the sing-song voice of the bird, but it carried far and full; there was never a time she gave less than her all with her performances. It almost seemed like half of Camlorn would be able to hear the bird’s upbeat tune. ”Fly up to the sun~
And dance along the sea!
Just promise me, my love~
That you’ll come back home to me!”Performing in Camlorn was a treat for Cadence; the audience was receptive to her little street performances, and it felt like a treat for the residents, too; she often found familiar faces in the crowds, and noticed some people were even starting to mouth the words. This evening’s song was an upbeat one, with the same rhythm as a folky hoedown, encouraging energy all around. The energy wasn’t just contained to the rhythmic clapping of the crowd, or the way they swayed and shook; Cadence couldn’t stand still during these tunes. “Tango with the moon~
And brighten up the night!
I’ll be here to kiss you
When you finish with your flight!”She was perched atop a metal trash bin, her small frame visible above the circle of dozens. She bobbed up and down with her song, and spun slowly to sing to every part of the crowd, sometimes kicking her feet along with the clapping; a little song and dance number, and the coins were flying against her messenger bag, which was propped up against her impromptu stage. Sometimes she’d flourish with a jump, a flap of her wings, and a floaty descent. Her face was lit up and it was clear that she was enjoying herself tremendously. Every gesture, kick, wing flap, spin… it was all done with full passion, the movements of someone who couldn’t hold back even if she wanted to. She stopped for the next, and final verse, standing firmly on the can with her wings splayed out fully, her eyes closed, and her head tilted to the sky. This one came slower and more drawn out than the others. “Fly, darling, fly~
Nest within my arms~
Let me hold you in my wings~
And you’ll never come to harm~”She held the last word and swept into a bow as she finished, drawing applause from the crowd. It was so much nicer than some of the dead bars in Dagos. Here, there was a reaction; she really felt like she was reaching out to people. “Thank you, thank you! That’s my last one for the day! If you’re ever in Dagos, come stop and see me; look for Little Crow!” The crowd dispersed after a few more coins were tossed and compliments were given. She dismounted the trash can with a flap of her wings and crouched by her bag, picking up stray coins that missed the mark, humming her last song to herself and bobbing her head back and forth with the tune inside. [attr="class","text-lyrics"]Always on my lips you will dance so sweetly the leviathan @ GS & BRSW[newclass=.icon-bg]padding:10px;border:1px solid #000;height:100px;width:100px;margin-right:10px;[/newclass][newclass=.iconhere]-moz-transition: all 0.9s ease-in-out;-webkit-transition: all 0.9s ease-in-out;-o-transition: all 0.9s ease-in-out;[/newclass][newclass=.iconheres]-moz-transition: all 0.9s ease-in-out;-webkit-transition: all 0.9s ease-in-out;-o-transition: all 0.9s ease-in-out;opacity: 0;[/newclass][newclass=.iconheres:hover]-moz-transition: all 0.9s ease-in-out;-webkit-transition: all 0.9s ease-in-out;-o-transition: all 0.9s ease-in-out;opacity:1;[/newclass][newclass=.notestxt]padding-top:20px;font:small-caps 10px 'Times New Roman',serif;color:#fff;text-align:justify;padding:10px;overflow:auto;[/newclass][newclass=.text-lyrics]display:inline-block;font: italic 9px/100% Times New Roman,serif;text-align:center;letter-spacing:1px;width:80%;border-bottom:1px solid #000;line-height:0.1em;margin:10px 0 20px;margin-left:30px;[/newclass][newclass=.text-lyrics span]background:#fff;padding:0 10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.post]font:11px Times New Roman,serif;color:#1c1c1c;padding:0px 20px 0px 0px;height:350px;width:330px;text-align:justify;overflow:auto;line-height:130%;position:relative;margin-top:-400px;margin-left:100px;[/newclass][newclass=.post::-webkit-scrollbar-track]border:1px solid #000;background-color:#fff;[/newclass][newclass=.post::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]background-color:#000;[/newclass][newclass=.post::-webkit-scrollbar]width:4px;background-color:#fff;[/newclass] |
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Post by Nasrin Knezevic on Oct 3, 2016 18:01:58 GMT
| ❝ | in the latest midnight hours when the world has gone to sleep, you've gotta get up. when doubts begin to rise and the world is at your feet, you've gotta get up. reach, it's not as bad as it seems. i cleanse in the river for somebody else, for anyone but myself. i'm not a selfless man, i'm not a man of wealth. | ❞ |
What a nice day.
With the way the afternoon sun lit the sky (a clear, cloudless blue) and a mild breeze rolled through Camlorn, it was certainly justified to call this a good day for a trip out of Haven. The sheltered magi city would always be ever so beautiful to Nasrin's eyes, seemingly birthed from the forest itself and filled with her own kind, but she always did like to venture outside those daily sights and looping routine— even if it was for the sake of business. Camlorn was such a quaint town, after all. What was there not to like about its quiet streets and cute little shopping strip?
In reality, the "business" portion of Nasrin's endeavors here had wrapped up quickly once she'd been able to peruse the market for new seeds and sprouts— possible additions to the shelves of her store —and this left the air magi with all the freedom she could desire, to just explore the town a while before she headed to the bus station. The pale skirt of Nasrin's dress swished gaily about her ankles as she walked and she reveled in the pleasant kiss of sunlight on her hair. And was that music? Oh, she could hear a sort of distant tune from here; enough to make the magi curious as to its source.
She'd always been the type to indulge her curiosity if possible, so this brought her to walk on ahead with a new purpose to her steps as she focused on the sound. The increasing volume told Nasrin that she was on the right path and, the closer that she got, the more she could decipher of the words and the joyous voice of their singer. It was when she rounded the next corner that she came upon the small square and glimpsed the crowd that had gathered, guiding her the last, short distance to stand near the outskirts where she could observe the little show that was going on. Because it really was a show— the performer singing and dancing and twirling along to a merry beat that drew an elated smile to Nasrin's lips in no time at all.
Unfortunately, Nasrin's hands weren't the most suited to clapping along (curved, talon like fingers could be such a bother sometimes) but the fair haired magi was clearly engrossed in the performance as it continued, drawing a smattering of applause at the close. What a delight! Street performers weren't exactly scarce around Camlorn but the younger magi— Little Crow, as she called herself —had such an endearing cheer that it was no wonder she'd drawn a crowd to watch. Nasrin was more than willing to drop a few coins in appreciation, and this is what she moved to do as she stepped out from the ranks of the dispersing crowd and approached, smiling brightly, with some change cradled in the palm of one hand.
❝That was wonderful; though you probably don't have to have me tell you that with the heads you've already got turning around here,❞ She said with a bright tinkle of laughter and offered the coins to drop in with the rest once the other magi had straightened up. ❝You have a beautiful voice. Not to mention all that dancing and twirling around, it was a marvelous show.❞ |
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Post by Cadence Avia on Oct 4, 2016 2:06:56 GMT
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[attr="class","post"] [attr="class","text-lyrics"]I'll sing it forever Cadence was busy with collecting a few scattered coins on the ground when she heard the warm voice. She smiled. “Oh, thank you so-“ She paused when her head lifted up to the speaker and her eyes widened. She maintained that deer-in-the-headlights look for a moment before smiling and putting her hands to her face. “Oh my gosh! Are you an air magi too?!” She practically squealed in delight. She didn’t run into very many, and those she did didn’t have the same birdlike features as she did. And granted, this adult didn’t have the same as hers, either, but they were obviously birdlike in nature. And white! Her hair was white, like hers! Maybe it was common for the woman’s family, but Cadence was an anomaly in hers; whether or not this stranger also had albinism didn’t matter; Cadence felt elated to see another bird magi with hair like hers! She could hear Geno’s old voice in the back of her head, reminding her to use her manners. Her coffee-colored skin flushed a bit darker as nodded her head down briefly. “O-oh, sorry; I just, ah, I don’t see very many, I guess.” Her tone was now sheepish, and she noticed that she had tossed some coins to her. “Oh, thank you, was what I meant to say! For the compliment, and the coins.” Now that she could get a better look at the older Magi, she noticed several things; the first was that she was very beautiful, and that Cadence hoped the years would be that good to her in the coming decades. It wasn’t the type of attraction that you felt for a crush, but rather one of admiration, and she was indeed awed by her. The second was that she looked strikingly similar to her own parents, which gave the girl mixed feelings; a small sense of sorrow for the past, and, well, more curiosity. “Um, pardon me, my name is Cadence. It’s nice to meet you,” she would say. “Are you, ah, from Suraja, by any chance?” [attr="class","text-lyrics"]Always on my lips you will dance so sweetly the leviathan @ GS & BRSW[newclass=.icon-bg]padding:10px;border:1px solid #000;height:100px;width:100px;margin-right:10px;[/newclass][newclass=.iconhere]-moz-transition: all 0.9s ease-in-out;-webkit-transition: all 0.9s ease-in-out;-o-transition: all 0.9s ease-in-out;[/newclass][newclass=.iconheres]-moz-transition: all 0.9s ease-in-out;-webkit-transition: all 0.9s ease-in-out;-o-transition: all 0.9s ease-in-out;opacity: 0;[/newclass][newclass=.iconheres:hover]-moz-transition: all 0.9s ease-in-out;-webkit-transition: all 0.9s ease-in-out;-o-transition: all 0.9s ease-in-out;opacity:1;[/newclass][newclass=.notestxt]padding-top:20px;font:small-caps 10px 'Times New Roman',serif;color:#fff;text-align:justify;padding:10px;overflow:auto;[/newclass][newclass=.text-lyrics]display:inline-block;font: italic 9px/100% Times New Roman,serif;text-align:center;letter-spacing:1px;width:80%;border-bottom:1px solid #000;line-height:0.1em;margin:10px 0 20px;margin-left:30px;[/newclass][newclass=.text-lyrics span]background:#fff;padding:0 10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.post]font:11px Times New Roman,serif;color:#1c1c1c;padding:0px 20px 0px 0px;height:350px;width:330px;text-align:justify;overflow:auto;line-height:130%;position:relative;margin-top:-400px;margin-left:100px;[/newclass][newclass=.post::-webkit-scrollbar-track]border:1px solid #000;background-color:#fff;[/newclass][newclass=.post::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]background-color:#000;[/newclass][newclass=.post::-webkit-scrollbar]width:4px;background-color:#fff;[/newclass] |
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Post by Nasrin Knezevic on Oct 11, 2016 5:28:53 GMT
| ❝ | in the latest midnight hours when the world has gone to sleep, you've gotta get up. when doubts begin to rise and the world is at your feet, you've gotta get up. reach, it's not as bad as it seems. i cleanse in the river for somebody else, for anyone but myself. i'm not a selfless man, i'm not a man of wealth. | ❞ |
Oh my, she'd gone and stumbled across the cutest little magi to walk this Earth. The girl's excitement at catching sight of Nasrin's feathers was like a burst of sparklers, crackling off her with an almost palpable energy, and the sheer delight in the other magi's eyes was enough to warm Nasrin from head to toe. Tickled pink— that was a good phrase to use since, frankly, this girl's cheer was contagious. "Cute as a button" also came to mind when looking at her, so it wasn't just the personality that made Nasrin want to coo and cuddle her in close. Maybe pinch her cheeks a bit. Outwardly, the fair haired woman found herself lifting one clawed hand to muffle the giggles that threatened to bubble up from her throat as the crest of plumage that sprouted from her head arched a few inches higher. She gave a nod of confirmation as to the fact that, yes, she was an air magi.
The fact that she had said 'too' made it obvious that this harpy-like girl was of the same breed, but Nasrin could have wagered a safe guess based on the feathers and avian feet. Many air magi tended to have similar traits. ❝Haha; oh no, dear, don't feel like you have to apologize. It's no big secret.❞ She understood the excitement in seeing someone similar to yourself, anyway, and how could such a display of innocent curiosity possibly offend her? It would take a monster to snap at this girl for so little. ❝And you're welcome.❞
❝Cadence... what a nice name. I'm Nasrin,❞ The older magi replied once she'd finished dropping her coins in with the rest that Cadence had gathered from this performance. When the next question came Nasrin's gaze jumped back to attention and a soft look of surprise flitted across her expression— not having expected the inquiry —before her sunny smile was back in place. This wouldn't be the first time someone had asked (not by far) and it was fairly obvious why you would guess that she was from across the border. Between the skin tone and hair she definitely wasn't a thoroughbred Ethean.
❝I was born and raised there, yes. ...which was a very long time ago. Why do you ask?❞ 378 WORDS ● Cadence Avia ● both of my characters are just like, wtf she's so cute |
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Post by Cadence Avia on Oct 11, 2016 16:43:38 GMT
[attr="class","icon-bg"] [attr="class","iconhere"] [attr="class","iconheres"] | [attr="class","icon-bg"] [attr="class","iconhere"] [attr="class","iconheres"] [attr="class,"notestxt"]every thread cadence has makes her so nervous RIP in peace | [attr="class","icon-bg"] [attr="class","iconhere"] a [attr="class","iconheres"] |
[attr="class","post"] [attr="class","text-lyrics"]I'll sing it forever Cadence relaxed with a smile; the stranger was a sweetheart, and understanding of her little… outburst. “N-no! I just, I mean, I’m sorry for talking so much! I, ha, I sort of lose myself when I’m excited.” She scritched her cheek and laughed. “I talk a lot, if you couldn’t tell.” The woman had a motherly aura about her, and it did wonders to soothe the younger magi’s mind. She seemed like the type of person who would patiently sit and listen to you, and then give you the best advice you’ve ever heard. Okay, maybe that was a lot to think about someone you just met, but she just reminded her of her mother. She smiled at the woman’s compliment. “Thank you,” she said, with a little bow of her head. She knelt back down to finish collecting her coins, and organizing her bag. “I like your name, too!” She examined her earnings closely. Oh, perfect, this would be enough to get everyone a gift, and have some left over to put into her savings account (aka the plastic jug in her room that never got past a quarter full). She smiled, and looked back to Nasrin. She… was nervous to reply; was that… too forward? Or weird? “Oh! I, um… Well my mom lived in Suraja a long time ago, way before I was born,” she explained. She twisted the end of her long strands of hair between her fingers. “She moved around a lot. I mean, so, I thought, because you kind of look like me, a little, and her, I thought maybe you were from there!” She laughed, and felt the flush form on her face. “I’ve never really been there, and I think you’re the first person I’ve met from Suraja! Is it a nice place? Have you lived in Ethea a long time?” [attr="class","text-lyrics"]Always on my lips you will dance so sweetly the leviathan @ GS & BRSW[newclass=.icon-bg]padding:10px;border:1px solid #000;height:100px;width:100px;margin-right:10px;[/newclass][newclass=.iconhere]-moz-transition: all 0.9s ease-in-out;-webkit-transition: all 0.9s ease-in-out;-o-transition: all 0.9s ease-in-out;[/newclass][newclass=.iconheres]-moz-transition: all 0.9s ease-in-out;-webkit-transition: all 0.9s ease-in-out;-o-transition: all 0.9s ease-in-out;opacity: 0;[/newclass][newclass=.iconheres:hover]-moz-transition: all 0.9s ease-in-out;-webkit-transition: all 0.9s ease-in-out;-o-transition: all 0.9s ease-in-out;opacity:1;[/newclass][newclass=.notestxt]padding-top:20px;font:small-caps 10px 'Times New Roman',serif;color:#fff;text-align:justify;padding:10px;overflow:auto;[/newclass][newclass=.text-lyrics]display:inline-block;font: italic 9px/100% Times New Roman,serif;text-align:center;letter-spacing:1px;width:80%;border-bottom:1px solid #000;line-height:0.1em;margin:10px 0 20px;margin-left:30px;[/newclass][newclass=.text-lyrics span]background:#fff;padding:0 10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.post]font:11px Times New Roman,serif;color:#1c1c1c;padding:0px 20px 0px 0px;height:350px;width:330px;text-align:justify;overflow:auto;line-height:130%;position:relative;margin-top:-400px;margin-left:100px;[/newclass][newclass=.post::-webkit-scrollbar-track]border:1px solid #000;background-color:#fff;[/newclass][newclass=.post::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]background-color:#000;[/newclass][newclass=.post::-webkit-scrollbar]width:4px;background-color:#fff;[/newclass] |
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