The Outlook

[Luna_Wolf72]

Eyes open and I glance to the shallow little bowl that contains my fire. It is smoldering, almost out. I push sand on to it, damping it completely and then wander back to the water's edge. My crystal is cloudy, so I plunge it into the cool water and say a little prayer for cleansing. Pulling it from the water, I return to my rocky crag and sit the crystal in a niche there, so that it will dry naturally.

Finally, I am finished. A wave of one small hand, fingertips kissing to North, South, East, West, above, below. Then I retreat, retracing my steps up the beach, away from the beckoning lights of the Outlook. No one will bother my crystal where it is and it needs the moonlight to recharge anyway.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

She finished her drink and got up to go home. Her sandals dangled from her fingers, her thumbs hitched into the front pockets of her shorts she made her way down the steps that led to the beach and the shoreline. Biting her bottom lip, she started walking along the shore passing under the pier as she did so. Clearing the pier, she stopped, sniffing the air and closed her eyes, recognizing at least two scents still lingering in the air. She moved on. She stopped down the shoreline, a distance away from the Outlook, unable to totally leave yet, turned toward the sea, raising her eyes to the moon.

My Lady,

Though my face turns to you often, you know my footsteps bear me differently these days. I have given you 20 years of my life, asking for nothing but to serve you, to be your instrument in the world. Now I ask of you this… give her strength when she despairs. Keep her tethered to this world when her grasp becomes uncertain.

There is little else I can think to ask for, those two being the strongest. I hear the breeze rustle through the leaves on the trees. I can feel it on my face. Always she answers me the same way. Always am I grateful. There are too many things unknown and uncertain in this world walk for me to dismiss anything lightly. It would be dishonorable of me to do so.

It is time to go home, to sleep, to heal. It has been a long day and trying in its own right. One last look over my shoulder before I slip into the darkness of the shadow again.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Wolfing comes wandering, dressed for sleep in a sheer black nightgown. It had been a long night at work but finally, she can relax. So she steps on to the cool sand and enjoys the morning breeze, the scent of water and birds and other things to diffuse to name. Eventually, she finds her lonely little rock crag and retrieves her crystal. It is clear, sparkling, once more. Like her heart, like her mind, like her soul.

Turning to face the water and the rising sun, Wolfling bows and offers a prayer to the god of morning. Finally, she turns and retreats. It is a new day and there are many things to do before she can rest.

 

[Annisthyrienne]

*The end of a busy week and a busy day finds me trudging to the Outlook for a healthy dose of serenity and the chance to catch up on a post or two, one being eagerly anticipated, the other, less so, but important to my co-writer nonetheless. I find a cool bottle of sparkling cider and a place at a table overlooking the ocean waves. I pause, letting the sound of the endless sussurations of the restless waves lapping at the shoreline calm my mind and spirit, clear my thoughts, and prepare my focus for writing.

 

[dragonrazor]

*slips in, setting up his ravenblack chair, this time in lawnchair format*

 

[Annisthyrienne]

*slips in, setting up his ravenblack chair, this time in lawnchair format*

*Noticing the entrance of another, I pause in my answering of a PM and smile, waving a greeting as he sets up his special chair nearby.*

Hi Dragon-ling! Hope you're having a good evening.

 

[dragonrazor]

*Noticing the entrance of another, I pause in my answering of a PM and smile, waving a greeting as he sets up his special chair nearby.*

Hi Dragon-ling! Hope you're having a good evening.

Meh. Bored stiffless. Making chili dogs for supper.

 

[Annisthyrienne]

Meh. Bored stiffless. Making chili dogs for supper.

Stiff-less?

 

[dragonrazor]

Stiff-less?

Yes. Exactly what it sounds like.

 

[Annisthyrienne]

Yes. Exactly what it sounds like.

Maybe it's the nitrates in the chili dogs?

 

[dragonrazor]

Maybe it's the nitrates in the chili dogs?

Nope, it's definitely the boredom.

 

[Annisthyrienne]

Nope, it's definitely the boredom.

Well, how many stories have you got going on now?

 

[dragonrazor]

Well, how many stories have you got going on now?

Several. None have been posted to today. I don't think any got posted to yesterday either.

 

[Annisthyrienne]

Several. None have been posted to today. I don't think any got posted to yesterday either.

I had one that got a post last night. I woke up to find it this morning. And I have one by email that has needed a response for a week or two. The trouble is that its right at the beginning and hard to get into the story yet, plus its a mystery and you have to plot those things out pretty carefully. I really don't know where I will go with it yet.

 

[dragonrazor]

I had one that got a post last night. I woke up to find it this morning. And I have one by email that has needed a response for a week or two. The trouble is that its right at the beginning and hard to get into the story yet, plus its a mystery and you have to plot those things out pretty carefully. I really don't know where I will go with it yet.

Heh. I have this urge to do Miss Martian. I mean, do a thread for Miss Martian.

 

[Annisthyrienne]

Heh. I have this urge to do Miss Martian. I mean, do a thread for Miss Martian.

I don't know who that is.

 

[dragonrazor]

I don't know who that is.

The Martian Manhunter's niece, Me'gann (she has a habit of saying "HeLLO Megan" when she realizes she did something wrong)

 

[Annisthyrienne]

Ah, okay. I remember him from the animated Superman and Justice League cartoons, but I don't know much else about him. I didn't even know he had any relatives, let alone females.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

*pops into the Outlook*

Draggy, I need to know how to post to our thread. My girl doesn't want to BE caught out. And she's a virgin...therefore, you will have to do the chasing at least for a while...

My issue is making it entertaining enough for you...cuz quite frankly when we write, my vixens/teachers/wolves, perverted furreh's, are NOT virginal lil stripper/teachers and I can't figure out HOW to advance the story without making my innocent lil stripper into a whore...

 

[dragonrazor]

Ah, okay. I remember him from the animated Superman and Justice League cartoons, but I don't know much else about him. I didn't even know he had any relatives, let alone females.

Part of his backstory is that his entire species is sealed away. He's the only one left awake. And he has a genetically engineered fear of fire. When he overcomes that, it awakens the rest of his species, or something. It's complicated.

 

[dragonrazor]

*pops into the Outlook*

Draggy, I need to know how to post to our thread. My girl doesn't want to BE caught out. And she's a virgin...therefore, you will have to do the chasing at least for a while...

My issue is making it entertaining enough for you...cuz quite frankly when we write, my vixens/teachers/wolves, perverted furreh's, are NOT virginal lil stripper/teachers and I can't figure out HOW to advance the story without making my innocent lil stripper into a whore...

And heh heh heh. I'm not sure what yet either. I think maybe the two of them should be worried for a while.

 

[Annisthyrienne]

*pops into the Outlook*

Draggy, I need to know how to post to our thread. My girl doesn't want to BE caught out. And she's a virgin...therefore, you will have to do the chasing at least for a while...

My issue is making it entertaining enough for you...cuz quite frankly when we write, my vixens/teachers/wolves, perverted furreh's, are NOT virginal lil stripper/teachers and I can't figure out HOW to advance the story without making my innocent lil stripper into a whore...

*Gives a friendly wave and a smile to Luna-ling.

 

[dragonrazor]

Ebilfamily.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Ebilfamily.

Awwww, poor Raven.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Wolfling goes wandering down by the ocean, bare feet digging into cool sand, eyes far seeing, past the breakers. Today has been hellish, tonight promises to be more of the same...and she is tired. Utterly exhausted.