Tazlure

Ophelia's palm pressed against the whiteboard of the exterior of the White House, and there was comfort in it's strength. D'arcy's words caught the edges of her reality, but it was so distant. Her stomach churned. No... Don't. She gagged, but managed to contain her innerds, atleast for the time bein...

Ophelia saw and realized the implications of the woman's reaction. She'd seen her, or felt her, or something. She'd done something. There was a supreme sensation of accomplishment that followed, plastered on the young woman's features with the restraint of the town idiot. As soon as it had come, it ...

"No!" Ophelia yelled as the angry man stole the woman's musical masterpiece. "Stop! You come back here!" Ever the crusader for persons in need she strode forward confidently, beckoning his return unanswered, and followed the sobbing composer as she collapsed. A hand hovered over ...

As the man berated the woman in the foreign tongue, Ophelia tried to follow, but found it harsh to her ears. There was a quality to the language that intrigued her - sort of how Orcish had been described to her. Were these people orcs? They certainly didn't look like how she imagined orcs. She had a...

The blonde surveyed the expanse around her, and took in the minute differences from the house she was renting in Pax. Ophelia felt a moment's modesty as the man stepped into the hallway. She pressed her body against the wall of the music room with her heart beating like wild, thinking of how embaras...

The young woman was tempted to continue playing her instrument, to try to fill in the gaps of the other composer's work as it was nearly begging for it. In her mind she could feel the harmony, and the complementing tones that would bolster the high notes of the narrow wind instrument, grounding them...

Ophelia's eyes darted over as Sam appeared. "Get out-" She shouted toward the young boy she'd saved from his street life of King's Court. Whole lot of good it was doing him! Now he was trapped in some creep-show house. Really, it was the whole town that was ghostlike in nature. Ophy had be...

It was, indeed, an epic fail. Ophelia turned away squeamishly from the Mouthie's released stomach contents. She was immediately reminded of her own intestinal evacuation directly following the portal and her stomach lurched. She clamped a hand over her abdomen and gave a very uncomfortable facial ex...

Ophelia swallowed as the room ambiance shifted from the warm morning light to something much more dismal - all at the command of her long lithe fingers. Ever-aware of the chords and notes she played she saw that there was a difference from one to another. The depth of the cold cut into her bones as ...

Ophelia watched wide-eyed horror as he gulped at the wine after finishing off not just one, but both of the miniscule fire fish. Oh! You've done it now! She shook her head, even as he swallowed, sputtered, and coughed realizing that his shock was only beginning as wine had a tendency to fuel the fla...

OOC: Welcome! The northern blond remained as frozen as her ancestral homeland while watching with dumbfounded interest as if she weren't connected to the scene before her. Her brows drew together and stared intently as the room cleared and returned to a brighter state. Fingers that had hung over th...

Ophelia felt the hair on the back of her neck, shoulders and arms raise up. Goosebumps pushed upward from her pale skin starting at her spine and carrying across all the skin she could see. A shiver forced an involuntary movement - a shudder going down her back - which interrupted her play long enou...

Luca deftly switched the subject, but Ophy didn't particularly get the hint. She could, at times, be rather dense on social subjects such as 'beating around the bush'. Instead, she was easily manipulated into believing she'd asked something which could be answered by the Mouthie's description of his...

"What do you expect? You got that far-away I'm not listening look in your eyes. I'm a performer, I recognize that face." She had another sip of the cider, sighed again and reconciled with his apology. "Alright, I believe you," she said. "Though I don't know why. You already ...

Ophelia stared expectantly at Luca and he stared right back at her. No... not at you, he's totally not paying attention at all! His vague comment about her exciting adventuring being badass wasn't the intended response. So, she just sort of sat there, her arms still crossed, with a doubtful expressi...

"Woah, woah.. slow down with the questions," she said with a smile, though it was obvious from her grin that she was eating up his enthusiasm. "It's not that there's no one there, really..." Ophy smirked, trying to supress her energy and not gush about her big plans. "And, t...

"I only read because my parents forced me into it - me and all my brothers. They wanted to make sure no one got us to sign something we didn't understand." She took a sip of her drink. "Speaking of, one of my uncles had signed himself into a contract to learn magick from some travelli...

"Ha! Well, that's the good thing about shares. It's just a piece - you can have a small piece or a big piece, all depends on what you want back ," she said. Her father had been very insistant she pay attention to these bits. Ophelia had thought it was very boring. She wanted to get to the ...

The long con became more convincing as it continued, and Luca swiftly moved from the bulk of his lies into the comfortable territory of honesty. Talking of Amergio, Ophy nodded, but didn't say much until he was done. "That is a good way to honor him," she said quietly, not sure how to deal...

He's a hero! She thought to herself as he spoke of the corruption and oppression of his homeland. While he had mentioned the good things at first - things she could write songs about, those visions faded quickly in exchange for the gravesmark meetings beneath a thief's moon. She could envision thei...

At first, when Luca laughed, Ophelia frowned, thinking she was being made fun of. When he continued, she reconsidered, and her eyes remained affixed on him. Serious matter? Even the way he spoke, with his cryptic tone and building of apprehension, had the girl's attention. Her fingers knotted around...

The bright light of summer morning fiercely cut through the windows in Ophelia's room. Her orbs opened wide and unashamedly to the rays and her eyes contracted sharply from the change of the depths of the slumbering world to the life of the waking. The blonde's body shifted under the light blankets ...

Ophelia, not understanding the expense of the glasses, was not so cautious with them. They weren't as nice as the ones that the Provost had - his were crystal and cut and sparkled and were very beautiful. This lot were just glass, she could tell by how heavy they were, rather, weren't. Her finger ra...

Luca was sharp and knew better than whip his head around to investigate the aweful hat. For that, Ophy had to give him credit. Her brothers had the wonderful habit of not being able to keep their mouths shut and being almost overwhelmingly obvious when making fun of those around them. "Haha, no...

"Surprise us? What if it's something icky ?" Her mother had been known to make special surprise meals that were rather on the icky side, and it had caused for Ophelia to be almost dubious about unknown meals. Though, she had tried the pancakes. Wasn't she supposed to be out living an adven...