minaiben was not a pleasant child | p, Tauriel

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: 290px; width: 160px; background:url(http://i.imgur.com/cQSe2C4.png);][/fancypost][font=georgia][color=#4DD5CC]minaiben lavellen + single lady [fancypost borderwidth=0px; bgcolor=; width: 350px; overflow: auto; height: 300px;][justify][font=verdana]Tau meant circle.
    Pi, the mathematical value, is half a rotation about a circle. Tau is equal to 2(pi), and therefore means two halves. Tau is whole, it is the number 1, it is all of a part. This is just mathematically - symbolically, tau has been associated with crosses and rebirth for many years, since it was introduced into the Greek alphabet. Minaiben did not know these things - she had never had reason nor opportunity to learn them, and even if she had, it's likely she wouldn't have anyways. She was stubborn, and headstrong, not known for her skills in intellectual pursuits, but rather her troublesome behaviour. What others didn't realize is that she did think, she just internalized it to the point where she could be trapped by her own mind, stuck into recessed she created.




    She didn't know tau, and she didn't understand 'whole' as a concept more than having the entirety of something physically. Literally. Having the whole of something meant having all parts of it, like a whole cake, a whole tree. All of the parts were in one place.
    She didn't feel whole. She didn't feel like all her parts were in one place, but as she didn't understand the concept of being whole, she couldn't understand what she was feeling as not.




    It was evening. The sun had set, leaving the moon hanging gently above the treeline, illuminating the ground around the resting halla. She was... tired, yes. Tired in a way that refused sleep and encourage a struggle to exist. A yawn parted her jaws, and her eyes drooped, but her mind would not be at rest. She felt off, like something bad was bound to happen sooner or later - a paranoid feeling she didn't much appreciate. Minaiben was of the belief that if you thought something bad was going to happen, it likely was. So instead of settling down in the shed she had claimed as home, the mutated elk had crept out here, and laid herself down not-so-gracefully on a patch of grass. There were a few flattened pieces throughout the territory, places where she had deigned to rest herself, to lay herself down and try to think. Or sleep. Or both.




    But as she felt exhaustion begin to pull her off into the distance of sleep and the Beyond, a sound was picked up by her small ears, flicking to her right and looking into the trees. It... had come from her right, right? She could be mistaken. Caution not accustomed to being used guided the call of the young halla, quiet despite the silence of the night.
    [color=#4dd5cc]"Ay, hello?"










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    Why was she doing this? Why was she up so late at night? Plotting, scheming to get one step ahead of the others. Maybe. Though the advisor hardly cared for many of the others. And her true feelings for those closest to her was fading away as well. Starting with a certain mutated elk. The halla had already wormed her way into the huntress' heart. She was fond of her and wanted to be friends. But of course the dark essence was warping her, corrupting the pure energies into something twisted and wrong. The elven female had decided to possess a body that night. The body of a masculine elk, his large rack towering above his cranium. He stepped lightly over the land as if he had belonged there his whole entire life. The advisor didn't like this body since the second she managed to take it. It was too clumsy, too stand offish. But regardless the now male moved with entire grace and power as the herbivore moved through the trees of the forest. At the sound of a hello he tilted his head momentarily as if picking up sound before he pushed forward into the clearing of flattened grass. Dark eyes focused on the female before him and he allowed a rush of heated air to leave his large nostrils, almost like a grunt. "Hello." He spoke evenly, starting to advance forward.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; bgcolor=; width: 350px; overflow: auto; height: 300px;][justify][font=verdana]Now, Minaiben was not a naturally nervous creature. Upon seeing the strange elk, she rushed to her hooves but not out of fear. No, t'was curiosity that fuelled her ascent to all four hooves, her head tilted even before she was standing steady. It was strange to see an elk, even if she was remarkably similar to elk - halla were, technically, just another type of ungulate. Besides, there were worse things to do at night than talk to strangers.
    Okay, maybe that would be horrible to everyone else but Minai had never claimed to be intelligent, and her face just formed the grin that she used for most situations.
    [color=#4dd5cc]"Hey! Who're you, hahren wapiti?"

    		 She inquired, energy already sparking in response to the stranger's presence. She was infinitely curious - who was he? What was he doing here? Minaiben figure it was pretty late for all this wandering about, mysteriousness and -
    - he was kind of getting really close.
    Giving the stranger the benefit of the doubt (as she should really stop doing), Minaiben simply took a halting step backwards, grin wavering for a moment but returning in full force. She wouldn't want to be rude.




    *translation; harhen = elder, a term of respect




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    This mind didn't compute the strange words leaving the halla's mouth. It couldn't because it had not been wired for any sort of elvish that might come its way. So all he understood was the 'who are you' part which made him tilt his head just a tad bit. For a moment he had the urge to tell her who he truly was. To upset the creature before him right before it happened. The rising climax but he kept it to himself, no need to start drama in that sense. As he continued to walk forward his lips rose in what appeared to be a grin. "I'm just an old male traveling through these parts. You are?" If he could he would try to get just a tad bit closer then perhaps knock her legs out from underneath her.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; bgcolor=; width: 350px; overflow: auto; height: 300px;][justify][font=verdana]She stood still, eyes searching the face of the stranger, from antlers to eyes. Something was off, Minaiben could tell - it was these little things, tics about the stranger that compounded to create a sense of caution in the halla. Maybe it was the way he continued to approach, the strange grin on his face, or the way he just... dismissed who he was. Like he was a big secret. Unsettled by all this, Minaiben felt her smile waver, and she didn't quite frown, but she leaned forwards slightly, her brown gaze narrowing in the slightest.
    "I'm Minaiben Lavellan. I..."
    She what? Her train of thought ended abruptly, her mouth dry. Something was wrong, something was very very wrong and it was obvious the mutated white elk was catching onto the danger of the situation. She realized her disadvantage, being much smaller than the stranger, and with a start realized she was sizing him up, as though getting ready to fight.
    [color=#4dd5cc]"... what are you doing here then? You're on Boneclan territory."

    		 Defensive, she realized. She was putting up defences.




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    He was finding it funny, the dark humor starting to show in his eyes before he whisked it away. She was watching the situation now and he could tell. With each step she took back he would move forward with ease though still admittedly this body was not a comfortable one. He caught the narrowing of her eyes and the tensing of her muscles which made this act all the sweeter. "Boneclan. What is a Boneclan? As I said just moments before I am just traveling through here. I won't be in these lands for too long." His dark eyes almost hooded at the thought before he moved forward with a sudden burst of speed, hoping to catch her off guard as he attempted to hit her legs with his antlers. If that worked he would then proceed to try and pin her down with a well placed hoof to the back of his head so that he could mount her.


    //you can fade out if you want here or reply and then i can XD
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    She should have run.




    /faaaade~




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    He was done but hardly tired. Just bored. Slowly the male got up and he shook his head, heavy weight of his antlers making him titter a bit. But he was finished with this whole situation. Turning he started to walk away before looking over his shoulders back to the halla. "Thank you for the good time." His voice was a sneer and he then bounded away into the forest, and not even a few feet from the situation the body dropped to the ground as if dead. She didn't have a need for the body anymore, if the previous owner found it they could have it.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: 290px; width: 160px; background:url(http://i.imgur.com/cQSe2C4.png);][/fancypost][font=georgia][color=#4DD5CC]minaiben lavellen + single lady [fancypost borderwidth=0px; bgcolor=; width: 350px; overflow: auto; height: 300px;][justify][font=verdana]Fenedhis lasa, she wanted to swear at the retreating figure. But she couldn't. She felt... listless. Used. She didn't want to move, didn't want to do anything anymore, just lay there and try not to think. Minaiben didn't understand why, why someone would do such a vile thing and she had never... she didn't cope with things, she denied them, lived in the present without ever regarding the past as more than a bad dream. A part of her wondered whether or not she could do that now, with the sick she felt, the pain she felt writhing within so fresh.




    No, she'd just... lay still for a while. And think.
    And if she cried, that was her business, and her business alone.





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    Finding her body was a taxing job to say the least. She almost forgot where she hid the darn thing but as she crept around in spirit form and found the small opening of a cave, her body laid there against the wall. Easily she slipped into the comfortable form of her auburn jaguar body and she shook the bronze decorated form out before stretching her limbs out. It was interesting that she had never used such a power before. Maybe she might experiment with it more often. Turning she trudged her way out of the cave and glance upwards, the moon was still high in the sky and she flicked her tongue along her jaws. This was a good hunting time but she wanted to check on her...friend first. Easily she moved around trees and bushes, pretending she was hunting when she came upon the halla. Her dark gaze that no longer cared the light hazel before peered at the female and for a moment she wanted to laugh but she held it in to appear calm and curious. "Minai...what's going on?" The halla looked extremely uncomfortable as she made her way around the white mutated elk.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; bgcolor=; width: 350px; overflow: auto; height: 300px;][justify][font=verdana]...what's going on?
    Minaiben stifled the last sob she had, trying to keep from making too much noise, drawing too much attention to herself. She didn't know whether or not she could say what had happened, didn't know whether she had the energy within her to explain, to try and address something so recent that she could still feel her skin crawling. Slowly, she lifted her teary gaze to look towards Tauriel, to see someone who she desperately wanted to be okay. She knew, she knew something was off with Tauriel but she felt too small, too childish to care. She hadn't felt so powerless since she had left her clan, and she couldn't care less that Tauriel wasn't right, she was the closest Minaiben had to a friend and the teary halla let her attention rest on the jaguar before her, a frightened plea in her eyes.
    "I - I c-can't..."
    That was all she got out before her lungs heaved, and her eyes closed, trying to keep the tears to herself. She didn't need to unload this onto Tauriel, ignorant of the other's involvement in the situation she was currently put into.
    [color=#4dd5cc]"There - there was a-another elk, and h-he was too big and, and -"

    		 She gave a soft whine, lowering her gaze to the ground. It hurt so much, and more than physically - she felt like who she was had been crumpled up and discarded, and she wasn't sure she could pick back up the pieces, figure out what to do. There was this sensation of wanting to go home but she was already home and it hadn't proven to be as safe as she had thought.




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    retro to everything XD


    Another elk, and he was too big for her. Ah, the whole situation almost brought a smile to the jaguar's maw but she forced it to stay way. For that would give her way or at least put suspicion on her, now wouldn't it? The female watched the creature who had been her friend before the changes to her psyche and she blinked almost uncaring before she moved. Like a switch being turned on she finally moved and laid her form down beside the female. "Oh, you poor thing you. I'm sorry I wasn't here sooner." Her tone wasn't forced but as sincere as she could possibly make it. But on the inside she didn't care, she was enjoying the torment radiating off of the halla at this moment. It was good and she sucked in a slow breath. "Maybe I can track him down and give him a painful death."
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; bgcolor=; width: 350px; overflow: auto; height: 300px;][justify][font=verdana]The elk didn't know exactly what made her on edge, but she was. Her subconscious had taken note of the blink, had retained the caution of the changed jaguar, but Miniaben didn't think about it too much. Instead, her only reaction was a flinch when Tauriel settled next to her, her hooves managing to push her a little further away from the other.
    The hell?
    "S-Sorry!"
    She managed, tripping over her words. She had been, for a split second, terrified by the thought of being touched again, her skin sore with the bruises left over from the tragedy of the night. It was still all too fresh, the night too long, and it was all Minaiben could do not to begin sobbing again, no matter how cold she felt, the chills inspiring the shivers running through her form.


    "I do- don't - " she didn't care whether or not the perpetrator was killed, it didn't matter. The damage was done and she felt far too small, far too cold, far too alone. Panic flashing through her eyes, she managed to sputter out a shaky request.
    [color=#4dd5cc]"P-pl-lease don't leave."

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