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Eno Retpahc: Flip Side to Every StoryFrederic Young Dale had been roused just as the others had. He had followed the crowd, only glamoured his hair black, but stayed out of sight, especially with a certain woman in the way. Animals missing? That was a ridiculous claim. He barely saw anything ahead of himself, barely heard Madame Director’s words of something up front. He heard them nonetheless and still faced them.Eno Retpahc: Flip Side to Every Story by =Lolalaan
As he turned, he thought he heard Aileen pass by. Her voice whispered but one word. Ariel. Who was Ariel? He had only seen her with that black fox, the one that stole her journal back from him. The fox also passed, so it couldn’t have been that. Perhaps she had some other pet?
His curiosity had been peaked by the man who greeted them in the front, if the greenish-blond hair could be called a man. Its form was masculine, at least. He understood what the masks were for. It was the same reason Dales played that mockery of human superstition. A ward.
Unlike others, he was aware of his cowardice.
CdR: Childhood VisageThere were several changes Aileen figured she could handle. She could change into a different race and just enjoy exploring those limits. She could find a way to suppress her human half and enjoy the powers her kin took for granted. She was more than capable of dealing with a change in ears or color, and knew she could from experience.CdR: Childhood Visage by =Lolalaan
A change in age, especially to a younger age, that was one thing she couldn’t handle. She acted like it was something in her past, but when she took that first larger-than-expected step off her bed, the several steps between her bed and the mirror where she almost stepped on her chemise’s edge, and had to jump to catch most of her new-old visage in the mirror’s reflection, that brought all her memories back.
The fact she had been othered for most of her life. The fact that her ears looked big on her head compared to the much more proportionate shape they took later on. The fact that all her Seeley features were slightly exaggerated. She
Feast of the Dead (+5)Aileen had family find her once. She had hoped her mother had spread the news around the clan, but it was nothing like what had happened as the dark magic she sensed neared its peak. She could feel her game bracelet tug lightly. Amaryllis wasn’t too far away, but it always seemed to bring her that pain once her performance was over. How much longer would she have to wear it?Feast of the Dead (+5) by =Lolalaan
“It’s the halfie!” A childish voice said as she walked out of White Tent for the second performance of the night. The half-seeley almost wanted to light her staff again at the words spoken. She saw a group of about fifteen or twenty people, five about her age, a few older, a few slightly younger, and the rest were definitely children. The hair colors varied from dusty blonde to a near-white yellow. However, when one of the women her age bent down to admonish the child, she spotted what she knew was a glamour-slip. A long ear near identical to Aileen’s own shimmered into view.
BWC 64(?): Hairstreak Cafe Suprise (+5)Since she went to university, Aileen had a foreign pen pal. She hadn’t been interested in Japanese culture much, since the unveiling, they had been massively worried about non-humans, even their own kind. She got a few rude calls, but once she left Edinburgh, the cries of “Changeling” and “Halfie” had almost completely ceased. It seemed things were much more liberal at such a forward-thinking university.BWC 64(?): Hairstreak Cafe Suprise (+5) by =Lolalaan
Still, there was just enough cause for concern that when she met new people, she styled her hair to hide her hornlike ears.
And she did so as she stood in a Kyoto Square, waiting for her friend Kaome. Kaome had hinted she was at least interested in the unveiled people, and Aileen hinted at her mother’s heritage. Even if Kaome accepted her, it could easily be seen as mortifying to be seen next to a non-human in public. Aileen dusted off her leggings and skirt and pulled her scarf around her mouth as she waited.
CdR: Great Rennovation: Leap of FaithIt was only her training as a ballerina that let her stand so solidly on the railing despite how dizzy she felt. How the hell did Amaryllis talk her into this? Was it because she was a Seely, a Fairy, and they seemed to be associated with flying? That even without wings, the air-elemental nature hung against her.CdR: Great Rennovation: Leap of Faith by =Lolalaan
Please, her cousins were lucky to get two meters off the ground and could only stay that way if they stood still. Walking could really only be done just above something that looked like a surface. Six inches at most.
Even if she could levitate, and it would work with stopping falls, Aileen still wouldn’t be able to use it. The bracelet functioned as a limiter for some of the tasks that could easily be side-stepped with gifts. That was something she didn’t mind that much. There could be far too much cheating the system by flyers, teleporters, or people who could otherwise use their gifts to reach the bottom with minimal fear and harm, or some of
CdR Great Restoration: Puttonyos (+5)It had been forever since Frederic Young Dale had put up a glamour that wasn’t at least intended to be his guise, but for once, he wanted to have his fun for once. His geas only prohibited harm. As long as he kept his target safe and kept things vague, the faction mistress wouldn’t call him on it. It certainly wouldn’t have been knowing on his part.CdR Great Restoration: Puttonyos (+5) by =Lolalaan
The glamour he wore started off with his natural form. Dirty blond hair, blue eyes, his height and build. The last two he could never change, it was all about creating a believable illusion, but he also didn’t much hate how his build looked. After that, he vanished the points of his ears and the last few inches of hair, the easiest part of invisibility. Then came the trickier parts. He couldn’t look exactly like himself, so he altered his skin color just a hint paler, enough none would suspect he was the one who did what he had before joining the cirque. He also added hints of age, fine lines, more defin
CdR: A Different Kind of FirearmAileen knew there had been a shooting booth at the Cirque before. It was a temporary stand during a New Year festival. She had heard the other members had mostly left it to the guests. Still, she had a slight leg up against the non-gunslinging members of the Cirque with the few times she held the heavy iron pipe in her hand. Maybe even the gunslingers, since they seemed to prefer something smaller.CdR: A Different Kind of Firearm by =Lolalaan
One thing she loved about being part-human was she didn’t need to wear gloves when handling the metal. She still wore them, as the first bites of winter came in the European town with the low levels of the magic she knew would peak at the end of the month. She had gone out for a few hours past, but the Cirque must have had barriers.
The duck targets in front of her moved around. She could see the bend at the edges of each row. No magic there, at least, not for guests or people new to holding the rifle. Aileen tapped her foot in time with the row she wanted. How long would it take for t