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Linora sat in a meditative trance on the shining roof of the Trust Compound's main building. A stiff breeze bathed her body, catching her black hair and sending it out in billowing waves behind her back, trying in vain to float on the wind. Arrayed around her were her fellow Ospion, Consul Sarus, Knight Selena, Lorn, and former Councilor Cade, a new arrival to the Ospion. Each mind was joined with Linora's, and vice versa, as they meditated on their success.
Chancellor Darkrose had left, along with all other non-Ospion personell, three weeks ago, leaving Linora and the others behind as a sign of good-will. At first, Linora was against the idea, but quickly she began to enjoy her stay here. Something pulled her to the Compound, secluded in nature with all the splendor and unnatural power of the city in union.
Over the past weeks, each Ospion had been kept bussy, helping Losk and his staff in any number of ways. Linora herself had taken a particular interest in Losk and his number two, Alexander... She could discourse with them in any number of obscure topics and find her mind stimulated by their disagreements with her ideologies. It was a most unexpected pleasantry.
A subtle shift in concentration and the trance was broken. Opening her eyes to the bright star Both sitting high in the sky, void of any clouds. "Something is bothering you, Cade," Linora vocalised what everyone had felt. "Come."
Rising gracefully to her feet, Linora turned around, surprised to see, off in the shadowed overhanging of the door leading into the Compound, Losk Bre'lev. His face was impassive, but his eyes were fiercely locked on to the meditative group.
"Four hours," he said as Linora made her way in to earshot. "How can you do that? You didn't move a muscle, none of you, for four hours." It was clear he was jesting, but Linora couldn't help but detect a subtle seriousness to his tone.
"Time has no meaning when immersed in the force," Linora replied, giving the standard reply to one unconnected to the force as she was. "It is an abstract concept."
"I'm used to those, you should know," he replied, smiling lightly, his fur rippling across his snout. Today he had favoured a more somber outfit, brown robes with a light pasely green accent.
"Not when it comes to this," she said with a smile, Cade standing beside her in self-brooding silence. A silence Losk seemed to pick up on.
"What's the matter with your friend?" he asked quite innocently.
"I was just about to talk to him about it, in fact," she said again with a smile, more polite than genuine. Gesturing with her left hand, gloved in leather up to her shoulder, "If you don't mind?"
"Not at all," Losk nodded, moving out on to the roof, allowing Linora to descend down the stairs.
'Everyone, do what he asks. There is something about him I still can't put my finger on,' Linora sent out to her fellow Ospion, nodding mentally in passing as she entered the building.
(((Posting order starts with Ols. We'll figure out where to go from there.)))
Chancellor Darkrose had left, along with all other non-Ospion personell, three weeks ago, leaving Linora and the others behind as a sign of good-will. At first, Linora was against the idea, but quickly she began to enjoy her stay here. Something pulled her to the Compound, secluded in nature with all the splendor and unnatural power of the city in union.
Over the past weeks, each Ospion had been kept bussy, helping Losk and his staff in any number of ways. Linora herself had taken a particular interest in Losk and his number two, Alexander... She could discourse with them in any number of obscure topics and find her mind stimulated by their disagreements with her ideologies. It was a most unexpected pleasantry.
A subtle shift in concentration and the trance was broken. Opening her eyes to the bright star Both sitting high in the sky, void of any clouds. "Something is bothering you, Cade," Linora vocalised what everyone had felt. "Come."
Rising gracefully to her feet, Linora turned around, surprised to see, off in the shadowed overhanging of the door leading into the Compound, Losk Bre'lev. His face was impassive, but his eyes were fiercely locked on to the meditative group.
"Four hours," he said as Linora made her way in to earshot. "How can you do that? You didn't move a muscle, none of you, for four hours." It was clear he was jesting, but Linora couldn't help but detect a subtle seriousness to his tone.
"Time has no meaning when immersed in the force," Linora replied, giving the standard reply to one unconnected to the force as she was. "It is an abstract concept."
"I'm used to those, you should know," he replied, smiling lightly, his fur rippling across his snout. Today he had favoured a more somber outfit, brown robes with a light pasely green accent.
"Not when it comes to this," she said with a smile, Cade standing beside her in self-brooding silence. A silence Losk seemed to pick up on.
"What's the matter with your friend?" he asked quite innocently.
"I was just about to talk to him about it, in fact," she said again with a smile, more polite than genuine. Gesturing with her left hand, gloved in leather up to her shoulder, "If you don't mind?"
"Not at all," Losk nodded, moving out on to the roof, allowing Linora to descend down the stairs.
'Everyone, do what he asks. There is something about him I still can't put my finger on,' Linora sent out to her fellow Ospion, nodding mentally in passing as she entered the building.
(((Posting order starts with Ols. We'll figure out where to go from there.)))