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Post by Tehodis Kitai on May 9, 2018 6:59:17 GMT -7
When Tristan Cowell grabbed her finger, she couldn't believe it. There was something so... Frustrating about the act. She had been trying to admonish him, and now he was-- What? Going to treat her like a child? His warmth had no impact on her flustered frustration, and she merely scowled up at him as he went on with some kind of patronizing--
A patronizing--
Some sort of patronizing, facetious--
Wait, he had said what?
Tehodis' lips found themselves somewhat agape, and her arm didn't immediately fall to her side when he released his grip. Instead, it fluttered slowly as her mind attempted to process what he had just told her. I find you quite intriguing. I am an abject failure in the school of flirtations. Flirtation? With him, with me, with-- Why? It didn't make much sense, and it made her feel both flattered and uncomfortable all at the same time.
Her eyes slowly moved over him, attempting to see some clue that would prove he was lying, or joking - but she saw something else instead. There was a shimmer, just like that in which she had seen his face just moments before. It came from his chest, and drooped a thin string of red, which looped over his arm in a criss-cross of binds until it reached his finger, and then it dropped to his feet, and drove itself across the snow, where she realized it became vertical once more. Where it drifted upwards, and met her own finger. She shook her head and wiped her hand on herself as if she could clean it of the vision - which did in fact disappear - and then brought her eyes back up to his once more.
He wasn't lying, or attempting some cruel joke. He was... Something else, but she still couldn't bring herself to say, or appreciate it (out loud). After all, he was Tristan Cowell, Master Illusionist. He was learning new magic at this school, but he wasn't like her. He was superior to even the instructors of Eight Veils, and they knew it. There was a distinct power imbalance between the two of them, and Tehodis felt that was all she needed to rebuff him.
"So--" Her words were stunted as she stumbled over them, not espousing them as second-nature like him, "You... You think that a good way to flirt with someone is to trick them, and make them believe they have a power that they don't? You may not have intended to be... What did you say? Malicious? But that's how it was. How it turned out. So... You know, that's-- That's not cool." Oh Deities. That's not cool. That was all she had? Really? Her face screwed in frustration once more, and both hands raised to cover her face in embarrassment.
Last Edit: May 14, 2018 15:12:59 GMT -7 by Tehodis Kitai
Post by Tristan Cowell on May 12, 2018 14:14:53 GMT -7
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[attr="class","tcowell3"]REFLECTIONS ON THE MOON
[attr="class","tcowell4"]OF A HEART TORN IN TWO
[attr="class","tcowell5"] Tristan could feel the smile asking for release at the corners of his mouth as she stumbled over her words, but he managed to hold a straight face. He thought that if he smiled now, she might misinterpret it as teasing once more. It wasn't, of course. He was stupidly excited by her, and the little things he could observe about Tehodis Kitai could not help but make his heart feel lighter than air. The crinkle in her brow as it furrowed. The way her hands raised to hide herself from the laborious sentence she had hardly managed at all.
He loved that he had been able to fluster her. Was that not the entire point of his trickery in the first place? Tehodis Kitai had been put together, a perfect student and a woman that earned respect from peer and superior alike. He had wanted her to loose that composed exterior a bit, and she had, and it had done something to him. Khades, he realized, must have set upon his mind to toy with Kitai, knowing that it was the perfect way to create this moment. The moment he would fall for her.
"I admit my attempts were misguided, but if I had merely walked you by I would not have had the opportunity to see it," He smoothed, resisting the urge to pull her hands from her face and hold them in his hands. No, he would need to grant her space, and wheedle just enough to bring her the confidence of a woman admired. For no other reason than he surely did admire her.
Post by Tehodis Kitai on May 14, 2018 15:22:08 GMT -7
"It?" Tehodis immediately questioned, not understanding this Tristan Cowell in the least. What did he mean it? Had he gone from trying to flirt with her, to calling her an it? If so, he was right about being a failure at all of this stuff. But... Did he mean something else? Did he mean... Her reactions to his tricks? Something out here, in the cold? She willed her divination to giver her an answer to that as opposed to a strange, and Tristan-centered vision of shimmering words and string -- but it did not heed her call. She would have to rely on whatever answer he deigned to give her.
Post by Tristan Cowell on May 17, 2018 20:39:54 GMT -7
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[attr="class","tcowell3"]REFLECTIONS ON THE MOON
[attr="class","tcowell4"]OF A HEART TORN IN TWO
[attr="class","tcowell5"] "After all of my teasing, you actually did it," He explained with a smile, fangs brushing against his bottom lip, "Not that I'm trying to say I had anything to do with it, trust me, I know you have no need of me to be powerful. Tehodis... I'm certain it would have come to you tonight. The only change was that I was able to witness it, and it was so impressive. You shone like the moon. Equally as enrapturing, as moving. Tehodis Kitai... I think that you're to become a Master of Divination."
He let his compliment sit for a moment, but did not let her rebuff him before he made his attempt at charming her further, "Tonight, in many ways I might imagine, marks the beginning of your future. And perhaps... if I may be so bold, I would like to express my interest in being a part of that future. Perhaps you might offer me the option of a private meeting, between just you and I. Planned, unlike the perfect happenstance of tonight. What do you think?"
Post by Tehodis Kitai on May 20, 2018 7:55:42 GMT -7
Alright, great, okay, perfect, spectacular-- Tehodis realized now that this guy was just crazy. It made sense, she guessed. To try and achieve a double mastery was crazy. To do it as a lamini was crazier. Maybe the illusions had gotten into his brain, and convinced him they were real. Whatever was going on with him, it was plain and simple that he was not right in the head. Red string she saw in the shimmer-- be damned; the way her stomach was clenching with nerves-- screw off. Tehodis was not having this.
"I think not," She told him harshly, taking a step back and raising her hands up as if to keep him away, "And it's incredibly weird that you would even say something like that. A part of my future? I literally just met you, and not under the best of circumstances. I think it would be best if you just... Focus on your studies, or whatever. Just-- Leave me out of it."
And with that, Tehodis walked off, brushing by his shoulder to head to the nearest entrance of the building.
Post by Tristan Cowell on May 26, 2018 7:48:19 GMT -7
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[attr="class","tcowell3"]REFLECTIONS ON THE MOON
[attr="class","tcowell4"]OF A HEART TORN IN TWO
[attr="class","tcowell5"] Tristan's coy smile was not quick to shift as she turned him down, his reactions slowing out of simple shock. He hadn't really expected her to turn him down so assuredly. He thought that certainly she had felt what he had. Why would Errance tell only him the future, and not the diviner standing before him?
Unless... Errance had told Tehodis Kitai, and that was why the Kina was so flustered. Why she was so forceful. She was resistant to fate being laid out before her, a strange trait for a woman who could predict future happenings. She wanted to change things. She had a scent of the sea in her eyes, a touch of Moann that told her to resist fate and enact her own future. He knew they were intended, and she was resisting it. He could let her resist it. He had no interest in forcing her, no desire to see her bow to fate unless she was prepared for it... But he did not want to leave it at that. Tristan wanted her to know that he had experienced it, too. That tug of string on his finger that he was so certain now she must have also felt.
"Don't you feel it?" He queried, not realising she had predicted him saying that very thing.
Post by Tehodis Kitai on May 29, 2018 9:50:13 GMT -7
There it was, the thing Tehodis had seen. Tristan Cowell saying those precise words - now with more context behind it. Reason. Understanding.
The future was predetermined, it seemed. As if Tehodis had merely been playing a part in some predetermined, and terribly trope-littered soap opera. Was there something she could have said or done that would have not brought the words to his lips? Or had she known it would happen because she was going to make it happen? No, she needed to drop it. These were thoughts for her class on Divination theory, not here.
She stopped in the snow, sighing with a dramatic heave of her shoulders, and turned around to face him. He looked so... Plain out there in the cold and moonlight. Not plain as though his looks weren't-- She wasn't going to think that thought -- just... Plain like he was not already a famed Master of magic, ready to be inducted into some exclusive high society for people like him. No, out here he just looked like a man -a boy maybe, on the nearest cusp of manhood. A part of her actually wanted to go back and figure out who this Tristan Cowell was. A bigger part of her just wanted to be left alone.
"Please don't talk to me," She said, her words firm but her tone less certain, "Okay?"
Allowing him only a beat of understanding she was gone, plodding through the corridors and shaking herself of snow-- Just thinking about the boy she had met, and the red string that tickled her soul.
Post by Tristan Cowell on Jun 3, 2018 8:38:45 GMT -7
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[attr="class","tcowell3"]REFLECTIONS ON THE MOON
[attr="class","tcowell4"]OF A HEART TORN IN TWO
[attr="class","tcowell5"] Tristan stood in the snowfall after Tehodis left, stupefied in the remains of all that had happened. It did not quite land within his mind that she had plainly rejected him, as he was too focused on what everything else was telling him. He had always been connected to Khades more deeply than anything else in his life, and that connection had thrummed to life with his introduction to Tehodis Kitai.
It did not matter if she never wanted him. Honestly, he would survive. Khades had survived her heartbreak. She was more powerful for the pain, and so too would he be. Besides, if he truly believed in fate, and soulmates, he could believe that Tehodis Kitai would make a different choice one day. He would give her as much time as needed. Charm her without passing her boundaries (as he had mistakenly done tonight). It was no guarantee, but it was worth the dedication. Which meant he had a betrothal to annul.
Tristan could not be certain the girl's family wouldn't mind, as his family was of good stock and wealth, but he knew his family would support him through any slings or barbs. They were all true worshippers of Khades first and Khades last, and would understand as he described the tug he felt when he looked upon Tehodis. He knew that they would agree: Even if she never opens her heart to you, you cannot take the soulmate of another. You are her's, whether she wants you or not. And you shall survive in loneliness should she decide it so.
Yes, it wouldn't be so terrible. Particularly because a part of him knew, just knew, that they would be together. They were what every love story deserved.
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