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| Anastasia | Jun 19 2011, 08:10 PM Post #11 |
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Len said her name right, but he added an extra letter for her daemon. “Ai-cah-tuhl,” she said once more, making sure to enunciate each syllable. Eknara, noticing the slight sign of pain in Len’s face, suddenly remembered how hurt he was and recalled that he shouldn’t even be standing. She quickly moved to place Len’s arm across her shoulders so that she could support some of his weight. “Sorry, I forgot. You shouldn’t be on your feet. We need to get you back into bed.” She then motioned that they should be moving back. ’I hope we can start on language lessons soon. Not being able to understand each other is pretty frustrating’ she thought to herself. Edited by Anastasia, Jun 29 2011, 04:21 PM.
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| Anastasia | Jun 29 2011, 06:51 PM Post #12 |
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As soon as Eknara had gotten Len comfortably settled into his bed, he started talking. It sounded like he was mumbling. She had no idea what he was saying, but he had one hand laid out as if he was holding a piece of paper flat against it and the other as if he was using a writing utensil to write something on said piece of paper. Eknara furrowed her eye brows. “Paper … and pen?” she asked. Len didn’t understand a word she said. So she instead left the room to return a minute later with loose sheets of paper and a few writing utensils. “I hope this is what you meant.” She placed them lightly on Len’s lap, smiled and took a few steps back. She sat by a chair beside the bed. |
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| Anastasia | Jul 2 2011, 02:50 AM Post #13 |
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Eknara watched as Len started drawing on the pieces of paper she gave him. After a few minutes she noted how focused and captivated he was about what he was doing. He didn’t say anything, but just continued to stare intently at his papers as his hand moved. She got up from her chair and approached him. The way his hand moved all over the page clearly implied that he was drawing instead of writing something. “Len? What are you drawing there?” He didn’t seem to notice her presence or hear her words. She turned to look at the pages and saw that he was drawing some sort of schematics for something that looked completely alien to her. It wasn’t floor plans, it wasn’t a map. It wasn’t a drawing of a person, or a scenery. What she saw before her were intriguingly shaped objects with straight edges and more sharp corners than curved ones. A few seconds passed, and as she took her eyes away from the drawings, it dawned on her that Len hadn’t answered her. She eyed him and noticed the expression on his face. He seemed to be in a trance. His brown eyes were glazed over and seemed to see only what was before him. “I see,” Eknara said as the right corner of her mouth turned up. “I will leave you be then.” She exited the room and returned a few minutes later with Aicatul in tow and a book in her hand. She made herself comfortable as she perused the pages before her. Every once in a while, she’d look up to see that Len hadn’t slowed down before returning to her book. Some hours later as her stomach started grumbling and her concentration started to waver, she heard Len utter a single word. She closed the book before her, and holding it with one hand looked up at Len. He was smiling and seemingly out of his trance. She walked up to him again and looked down at what he drew. Edited by Anastasia, Jul 5 2011, 10:53 PM.
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| Anastasia | Jul 5 2011, 11:45 PM Post #14 |
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Len’s hand motions didn’t make much sense to Eknara. All she could guess was that he was counting off how many machines he had drawn, which was already evident in and of itself. As Len handed her the drawings, she looked over them as she shuffled through the numerous pages. They were so intricate and detailed. “Is this a machine or something? I can’t believe you drew all these...” One looked like a person or a robot, and the other pieces of machinery kinda looked like they connected to the bigger machine. As Eknara tried to make sense of the schematics, Len said a few words and handed her another piece of paper. Eknara took in a sudden breath of air as she accepted it. The likeness was astounding: It was a picture of her. At the astonishment, Aicatul flew from the window to land on Eknara’s arm, peering over the drawing. “That is good,” Aicatul said. Eknara smiled. “Seems like we’ve got quite the artist here.” “You think he wouldn’t mind drawing one of me?” “Hmm … I don’t know. He’s been drawing for quite a while. He should probably rest up a bit and or get something to eat.” Aicatul nodded and flew back to the window. Eknara handed Len back his schematics and then wondered if the picture of her was for her to keep. She pointed to it and tried to ask, “for me?” |
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