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fandomhighdorms2018-10-02 02:14 pm
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The Deck; Tuesday Afternoon [10/02].
The rains continued to fall over Zora's Domain from the newly awaken Vah Ruta; Sidon knew this deep in his heart, as if he could hear the gentle patter of the droplets on the waters of the kingdom. No rain here, it would seem, though he wished there was. It would help him to feel a little bit better if the weather matched his mood a little better. He tried not to so morose, he had hoped his class earlier would distract him well enough, but it was not meant to be. He was having those dreams again, the ones that surfaced every so often, but not so much while he was here except directly after a trip home. Dreams of his sister, but there was...something else there, too, that he couldn't quite place, that was very different from normal, almost a longing, a calling...and he wasn't sure what to make of it. He didn't feel necessarily bad, either, and he almost always felt a sense of doom when those dreams visited him. This time, it was almost a reassurance, like someone was telling him not to be worried, that it would all be okay.
Very strange, indeed.
Going for a swim, it seemed, only seemed to make him remember more, and whatever it was he felt like searching for certainly wasn't there, either. He decided perhaps to settle for a while on the deck, hope a distraction came in the form of other people passing to and fro from the dormitory, and, in case that hope failed, in the pages of an Earth book relevant to his interests to try to work through to pass the time, half-wondering what it could all mean.
[[ oh, lordy, work is testing me today! Open deck is open! ]]
Very strange, indeed.
Going for a swim, it seemed, only seemed to make him remember more, and whatever it was he felt like searching for certainly wasn't there, either. He decided perhaps to settle for a while on the deck, hope a distraction came in the form of other people passing to and fro from the dormitory, and, in case that hope failed, in the pages of an Earth book relevant to his interests to try to work through to pass the time, half-wondering what it could all mean.
[[ oh, lordy, work is testing me today! Open deck is open! ]]
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Still, she was feeling a bit antsy after all of it, especially after laying low all weekend to avoid people's guests, and so out to the deck she'd headed with a trashy romance novel and a sheet of paper with a written key comparing Earth's alphabet with Aurebesh. She was a Twi'lek on a misson, and so help her, if she didn't get far enough into this book to earn herself a good blush, she'd be irritated.
... Unless she spotted a distraction.
"Hey, Sidon," she said, offering him a smile and ever so casually tucking the book behind her back. "It's been a while."
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Honestly, he was still found it mildly boggling how they hadn't managed to end up in a single class together. It would certainly make occasions like this a little less far and few between.
[[omg my job hates me]]
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She sat herself down in one of the chairs and gave her legs a little swing.
"I need a hobby."
Why didn't this island have any good tombs to raid?
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And since that particular word, sibling, seemed to thrum the strings of whatever it was that had been distracting him with a particularly loud dissonance, Sidon quickly moved on from that train of conversation.
"Perhaps," he offered instead, grinning as he seized for a topic far more pleasant and less mysterious, "what you need is the next step toward your title of amatuer Zora historian! I believe we are tragically behind on one of our cultural exchanges."
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She pulled her book out from behind her back - it wasn't terribly comfortable now that she'd flopped into a chair - and set it on her lap, with her notes on the alphabets.
"I work Fridays, you're always welcome to visit me then, oh Ambassador of the Zora." She gave him an impish little smile. "What tidbit have you got for me today?"
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And now that he said it, he would have to follow through, though he sort of regretted it, as he didn't think he could cease being so nervous around so many electronics at the same time, but alas!
"And I should think," he added with a chuckle, "I'm a bit more than just an Ambassador, though I suppose there are worse things to be demoted to! Still, now, let's see..." Rubbing his chin at this point, of course, was mostly just for show, as he'd been going over what to say in case he did run into Vette quite a great deal these past few weeks. "I think today, we shall have to make it a good one, to make up for the long delay, and I'll share with you about the Bank of Wishes, which is located in the Lanayru Wetlands that surround Zora's Domain, right on the Zora's River.
"It's a very special spot, where countless Zora through the ages have taken the rare opportunity to write on a piece of paper their deepest wishes or most secret thoughts, slip it into a bottle, and send it down the rushing water. They say, if it makes it to the river's end without getting lost or without the bottle breaking, your wish will come true. Even more so if the letter is found and read by someone else. The more romantically inclined swear that, if you send your heart's desire down the river and you receive a reply, then that person who responded will be yours forever."
It was astounding how many bottled messages lay sunken and unknown into the sand in the ponds around Merclay Island about Sidon himself, though he was astonishingly unaware of every single one.
"We tend to be quite the romantics, us Zora," and how could he not flash his best smile at that moment? "if perhaps you've noticed!"
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She gave him a warm smile. So help her, he was charming, and his stories of Zora romance made her feel maybe the tiny bit wistful.
"I kind of love it, though," she replied. "Bottles and wishes and things like that? I don't have any stories quite like that one. I mean..." She paused, and then shook her head a little, her smile going a bit wry. "So, have you ever sent any wishes down the river before?"
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And there she was again, leaping back into his memory as deftly as she'd emerge from the water. Why so vivid in the forefront of my mind today, dear sister? Is something the matter? Is everything alright? But he didn't feel the worry, the concern, the fear that usually gripped him when he felt her calling out to him this time, only...warmth and love. Comfort, like the feeling that went with her soft, sweet smile. Not at all unpleasant, but confusing all the same, and he tried his best to maneuver past it with a smile of his own.
"Ah," he chided playfully, "but I'll not let you distract me by inspiring in me another long and drawn-out tale! I believe it is now your turn to regale these eager ears with one of your own."
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That warm smile of hers went a little bit playful as she leaned forward in her seat.
"You know how most humans here have a personal name and a clan name? Two distinct names, apart from one another? Ours don't work like that. A Twi'lek gets a single name that combines elements of both, of their self and their family, all in the same word. A parent naming their child would choose a personal part of name that combines into the family half of it, to create a name with meaning. The two parts blending into one name, one cohesive statement with a meaning in and of itself, was a symbol of unity between a Twi'lek and their clan. The two parts could be separated, but it would be considered a sign of dishonor, of, say, an exile, sent away from their family."
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He was grinning, of course, his tone teasing, though he couldn't help wonder, in light of this information, what that might mean in the case of Ms. Syndulla. Of course, he knew that would be both far from polite to speculate and far from his place to ask.
"I've always found," he mused, "the use of surnames here on Earth quite strange. As far as I can tell, there's no use for them anywhere in Hyrule, but we are quite small compared to a vast planet like this. We could not ever even dream of being as populous, but perhaps, were we ever to reach that point, the use of them would make a bit more sense. I do rather enjoy that, though, the meaning behind a name. And I think I am remembering more of our conversation now, as well, including you mentioning that your name was given outside of this traditional method?"
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"Not given," she supplied. "I chose it. Nobody names their kid Vette, right?"
Her actual name, on the other hand? The one she held close to her heart and only shared with her closest, these days? That name was traditional. That name was Twi'lek.
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Of course, he knew a dude named Fronk, so take that compliment with a big grain of salt.
"We don't really follow any particular tradition when it comes to names; parents tend to just choose what they think sounds fitting."
Meaning someone out there thought Fronk fit a kid just fine.
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"Oh?" Vette looked at Sidon, clearly amused. "Well, then I guess I have that much more reason to be happy with the name I chose, then, don't I? A perfectly fetching Zora name."
She'd thought it sounded cool when she was, like, eight.
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"Reading anything good?" she asked.
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His smile went a little rueful for a moment before he added, "And how are you on this fine afternoon, Sabine?"
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His smile now was a little wane. "I do love the exciting moments, but it seems they always come with a bit of a price. Perhaps that is how I can be a little more content with a more Zora way of life most of the time while I am here."
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Mandalorian.
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