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Thread: From Rebel to Mentor ((Kikora and I))

Teyha canted her head to the side to stare at the man before her, watching his every move carefully. For the most part she stayed quiet, her hands folded neatly before her while the older wizard led her through the shop. 'He obviously isn't concerned about making money', she thought with an upward quirk of her lips. The erratic business hours alone would turn away many potential customers. Still, she couldn't help but to smile slightly at his kindness, loosening slightly to his charming grin. She did shift slightly when he placed a light hand on her shoulder, and she shrunk quickly away. I'm sorry. She murmured when he moved on, his hand leaving her body. I'm not very fond of being touched, if you don't mind that Mr. Simon. She moved with him behind the counter, and looked over the ancient typewriter. 'Of course it wouldn't be modern.' She reminded herself, 'Wizards can never get technology to work quite right. Besides that, it fits with the theme of the store, customers might think it is quaint.' Her fingers ran over the keys, tracing the lines for a few moments before a magazine was placed before her, and she looked up in surprise. Oh.... Of course. She murmured, and pulled up a stool, sitting quietly down to look through the magazine. She found a pen on the drawer and carefully marked what she liked, circling mostly tee shirts with odd patterns or sarcastic saying, as well as several jeans to match. She sat back and smiled to herself while Simon opened, actually enjoying the calm moment, especially when she thought about how terrifying her morning had been.
Thread: From Rebel to Mentor ((Kikora and I))

He nodded a bit noticing the way she tensed when he tried to comfort her but did not make an issue of it. Instead he flashed her another of those dashing smiles and spoke quite pleasantly, No worries Teyha, I will try to be less.... physical. Just an old habit for me so I don't give it much thought. He was tempted to ask her about the random thoughts he was having upstairs but was not sure if he should press matters. He walked over to inspect the cases as he gave it some thought and she began to peruse the catalogs and mark various items. She looked so much like Tera though there were obvious differences. That chain of thought of course sent his thoughts back to that fateful night and all the unpleasantness that happened there. It had been a night when he saw with his 'sight', that gift or curse of wizards that showed the world as it truly was, what his uncle really was and had ended up on the council's shit list because of it. He still had not been able to protect her though not for lack of effort. That monster had used her to fuel his little attempt and though it failed she was not there to see it. He did not realize it but he tensed a bit as he thought of those things and remembered all that had happened that night and in the nights that followed. He had been in his late teens and was forced into the darkest part of this mystical world without any sort of safety net... in hindsight he was lucky he was still alive all things considered. He decided he should be honest with her as it was likely the first step in them trusting one another. So he turned to face Teyha and asked her in a rather soft voice, I do not suppose you had a sister or something named Tera a good while back... maybe 10 years give or take? You look a lot like someone I knew... hell almost exactly like her in fact.
Thread: From Rebel to Mentor ((Kikora and I))

Thank you, I really do appreciate it. Teyha responded and smiled gratefully back, his grin helping to relax her some. He really was charming, she decided, with a bright smile that would make any heart throb and beg to see more... Even her own raced slightly, and she had to raise the magazine again, casually looking through for more clothes she would feel comfortable wearing. She crossed one leg tightly over the other and leaned back, the tip of the pen tapping lightly against the desk absently. She glanced up then, and noticed the man was moving almost awkwardly, as if preoccupied by another thought. Idly she wondered if that was how she looked when lost in one fantasy or another, and made it point to remind herself to only let her mind wander in private. He tensed and moved almost automatically, looking as though he were remembering something unpleasant. The young wizard canted her head to the side, and raised a brow to stare curiously at the man. Finally, he turned, his eyes locking onto hers as he quietly revealed the source of his distress. No... Teyha murmured back, setting the magazine back on the table. She fiddled with the pen for a few moments, twirling it lightly between her fingers while the man watched her. I only have two bothers, no sisters.... Thank goodness. She whispered the last words, barely audible before she stood, and moved back to the stairs. I think I need to lay down. She told him as she left. I'm sorry I can't be of any more help.
Thread: From Rebel to Mentor ((Kikora and I))

Simon cringed a bit realizing he had apparently made things worse rather than better with his question. He could tell from the way her mood suddenly shifted that something was bothering her. He reached out to try and stop her but then remembered she did not like to be touched and stopped short of actually touching her... then slowly pulled his hand back. He gave her a worried look then decided he needed to put his foot down at least a little bit else they would be dancing back and forth like this for ages. He spoke softly, Hang on a moment Teyha... we need to talk. He walked over and bolted the door again though did not bother with the wards this time as he was sure he could manage on the slim chance that anything came busting down the door and trying to push through the mystical threshold. He moved a little closer to Teyha and pulled up a stool to sit on as he sighed a bit and then looked to the young woman, I should be honest with you about why I asked... My grandfather was to say the least a pretty well known wizard and had amassed a small fortune. I was his favorite and apparently he redrafted his will because of it... my uncle was not to happy about that. Well I was out with Tera, she looked a lot like you and worked for my Grandfather, When I got the news my uncle was deathly ill... and before I could get to see him. Well someone had summoned a demon and sicked it on me. He sighed a bit and closed his eyes before he finished up, I managed to drop the demon with a bit of luck... hell I was just a teenager odds are I should have been the one to end up dead... but the spell I used tore through the demon and hit the wizard pulling the strings from behind a veil of invisibility... seems he had been hoping to kill me, twist Tera's mind so she would swear I summoned the demon... and swoop in as the hero. My uncle let his death curse out blindly though and it hit Tera... she died, he died, the demon melted away... and the council threw a hood over my head and dragged me off just like they did to you. I broke the first law of magic... I killed with magic... they ruled it self defense because Injun Joe stood up for me. He and grandpa were old friends I found out later. He looked at Teyha but avoided meeting her eyes directly since she seemed hesitant to chance a soul gaze. He wanted her to know she could trust him even if she would not open up right away. Plus in some ways it felt good to be able to get that off his chest knowing she would not judge him for the mistakes of his youth. He suddenly sounded far older than he looked as he spoke, So please Teyha... if you need to talk... talk to me.. I want to help but to do that I need to know what is bothering you.
Thread: From Rebel to Mentor ((Kikora and I))

All Teyha wanted to do was retreat to the room that Simon had pointed out as hers, and bury herself under the mass of pillows and blankets on the bed. Sleep would come quickly, and with it the release from any memory that she hated to keep, but kept rising to the surface again. Morbidly she laughed at herself, and how pitiful she must look right now. She froze when Simon reached out for her, his hand halting before it made contact with her. He fled from her, and locked the door again, trapping her with him. There was no running from him, she knew. He took a stool and moved close to her, staring up at her. She simply leaned against the wall, her arms folding before her chest. He spoke first, a tumble of words explaining why he had taken her in. Her brows raised briefly at the revelation, before she looked away. I don't know a Tera. She told him, shifting her weight uncomfortably from one foot to the other. I'm sorry if I remind you of her, but I've never had a sister, and my cousins are all younger than me. She told him softly, and slowly slid down the wall. She crouched until she was eye level with him, but still deliberately avoided his gaze. I entered two peoples minds. She said after a moment. I read about the spell somewhere... And panicked. In my terror I blended and erased their memories until they barely knew who they were... And I left a command behind, 'Do not harm others' bound with a spell. Breaking it would cause severe pain. I passed out after it was cast.... And the next thing I know I'm roused in that chamber, a hood over my head, with wizards accusing me of being a warlock.
Thread: From Rebel to Mentor ((Kikora and I))

Simon nodded a bit, he had heard something happened involving her family and noticed that they had not been present at the so called Trial. He listened to her story and knew that she honestly had to have been terrified and was just trying to protect herself. He was surprised when she slid down to look at him as it was far from what he was used to... most did not want to look at him when they found out what he had done and why he had been watched for so long. He was careful to avoid gazing into Teyha's eyes as he looked to her face and managed to force a weak smile for her. He was not afraid of what he might see as he was sure she was a good person who had just fallen on some shitty lucky much as he had. But her hesitance earlier was something he was going to respect. So you had to protect yourself Teyha, I can understand that. You don't have to apologize though babe, after all they do say that everyone out there has a double. His smile faltered as he figured he should share exactly what he did so she understood a bit better since she was being so honest with him, I think the reason Injun Joe spoke up for me was how I stopped the demon and killed my uncle. I hurled a lightning bolt and apparently that is not exactly common... Joe kept calling me 'Sky Caller' while I was there with him on the reservation as an apprentice. Close as I can figure it calling lightning out of thin air is a rare talent or something and a big deal among the Native Americans so he had an interest and thought I was worth giving a chance. He reached out and offered Teyha his hand as he stood, hoping that just maybe he could help her get over her issues with closeness through trust and sharing but he would not force it if she did not take his hand. He did give her another smile though as he spoke and somehow it manage to be one of those charming smiles from before that could make a young woman's hearts race, You have a heck of a talent yourself if you could work a spell ward while doing mentalism though... and it is no wonder you passed out, that must have taken a hell of a lot out of you. How about I help you upstairs and try to throw together something to eat. A day off work won't kill either of us.
Thread: From Rebel to Mentor ((Kikora and I))

Teyha sniffled slightly, and her lip quivered from a sudden strain to hold back any emotion. 'Damnit Teyha, don't cry now!' She ordered herself, but it was a lost cause already. The kinder he was to her, the more her defenses faltered. Her shoulders trembled briefly, and she had to clamp her teeth down on her thumb sharply, hoping the pain would jar her away from any thought of self-pity. But it was just that morning that a fight had broken out in her home so terrible she reached for that power to defend herself, and as strong as she tried to appear... Teyha was too emotionally frail to hold it back for long. Simon reached out to her, and she crumbled completely. in a heartbeat she was at him, her face buried in his stomach. Her shoulders shook, and her fingers tangled in his robes, tightening until her hands trembled from the strain. I didn't mean to! She managed to sob, a muffled and barely audible sound. I tried... I tried everything else... I told my mom, I told the council, I told anyone who would listen to me! Just as suddenly as she had lunged into him, she pulled back again, pressing her back to the wall as she looked up at him with wild, fear filled eyes. I didn't do anything special, I panicked! She tried to explain, her voice pitching higher with each word, strained with emotion. I grabbed hold of it, and I cast... As hard as I could... I just... I just couldn't take it anymore. And now... She broke off, her voice slightly choked, My mother and my brother are like aliens to me. They don't know who I am.... And I don't care! I don't want them to know me. I want to forget about them! Why do they get to live guilt free and happy, and I'm weighed down with the memories? I did nothing wrong, why am I the only one punished? She asked, searching his face for some hint of an answer before she drew her legs up, and rested her forehead on her knees, her shoulders shaking terribly in the aftermath of the explosive confession.
Thread: From Rebel to Mentor ((Kikora and I))

Simon let her press herself to him and sob and then simply listened to her confession about everything that happened. HE then waled over to the stairs and sat behind and did something he was not sure of she would like or not but it was all he could thing to do. He hugged Teyha gently. He just held her and softly stroked her hair for a moment before he spoke, It is OK Teyha let it out. I know what I went through is not the same thing but I think I understand... trust me you do have a gift though. Sometimes we do not know what we can do until we dig down deep. I wish you found out a better way though. It is not your fault they were like that though and you did try everything else. HE gazed at Teyha making sure that he did not stair to long into her eyes, he would let her decide if she was ready for that soul gaze at a time of her choosing or not at all. He still hugged her gently hoping to comfort her as he spoke softly to her, It is completely normal not to want them to remember and in the end our memories good and bad are what make us who we are babe. You protected yourself and in the process anyone else they might have hurt down the road... how you did it may not have been the best but I will help you find better ways. He reached up to gently wipe away her tears and give her a warm and caring smile that few ever were fortunate enough to see from him. He honestly wanted to help Teyha because she reminded him so much of himself and though her talent lay in subtler things than combat spells her situation was one he understood all to well. Still giving her that warm smile he spoke softly again, I can tell you that it hurts less with time, but the memories don't go away... it is as close to a wizard's second sight as you can get without using the real deal I am afraid so it kinda sticks with you. But no one is going to punish you here Teyha and I will do everything I can to help... you can always come to me no matter what.
Thread: From Rebel to Mentor ((Kikora and I))

Teyha let herself be pulled close to Simon, still trembling violently from head to toe. He stroked her lightly, his arms wrapping around her lithe form to draw her in for a hug. She didn't even care at this point, scrubbing her eyes with the back of her hand while she listened to Simon speak softly to her. It was soothing, his soft and kind voice, the way he stroked her hair. Slowly she stopped sniffling, and her sobs died down. 'It could have been worst, I could have hiccuped.' She considered after a moment, wiping away the last of her tears without pulling away from the man. She looked up at him in time to see his dashing smile, that perfect grin. She gave him a shaky smile in return, and rested her head against his chest once more. It wasnt deliberate. She repeated a slight edge in her voice at his soft criticism. I just reacted. I couldnt. I couldnt let them hurt me again. She shoulders slumped for a moment and she sniffled again, trying her hardest not to cry. Damnit, she's cried enough already! After all, wasn't this the best option, she reminded herself sharply. Away from that bitch of a mother, and safe from the psycho spawn she called a son? Even her punishment was not terrible. Simon seemed kind, intelligent... She could try to exist her, happy... But a nagging voice in her head reminded her that there was no escaping from the past, no matter how far you ran. Even once the training was complete she'd be watched carefully, flagged as a possible warlock. She rubbed her arms lightly, trying to settle the goosebumps that rose on her flesh. Slowly she pulled herself away from Simon, her jaw set and a frown on her face. Lets go upstairs. She said, her voice quiet and almost toneless. She stood, and moved to the stairs once more, her eyes cast to the ground as she moved lethargically. Ill cook, Im not bad at that. She continued as though nothing at all where wrong. What would you like to eat?
Thread: From Rebel to Mentor ((Kikora and I))

Simon was glad she was letting him help her and that was enough reason for him to smile on a day like today. He knew what it was like after all. He recalled how he had spend roughly a decade being watched before they decided he was not a threat and even now there were some among the council who did not trust him. He knew Teyha was a good person, he was not sure how he knew but he did, and he thus knew that in time she would be able to do what she wanted and go where she pleased. He would do anything he could to help her get there. For now that meant not just being a teacher but also a mentor and more importantly a friend. So he would not pry further and would be happy she trusted him enough to share. He followed her up the stairs and then plopped down on the couch with that same dashing smile of a rogue as she made her way over to his kitchen. He shrugged a bit then still smiling spoke once more, I am not to picky so will be happy with damn near anything you whip up... especially since I generally don't stock the place with food I dislike... probably why it is mostly chicken, beef, potatoes and such around there. My grandfather used to say you can eat cheap and you can eat well and so long as you know what you are doing neither should cost a fortune... then again the old man was filthy rich too. He realized that his fondness with food likely came from his time under the care of Joseph Listens-to-Wind, or as Mr. McCoy called him 'Injun Joe', since fancy or expensive food were never really on the menu there. Simon got away with calling him Injun Joer on occasion though from what he understood most could not and either called the wise old Indian medicine man Listens-to-Wind or Joseph if they were in position to be less formal. His trip down memory lane suddenly prompted him to speak up again, Oh by the way I know I mentioned 'Injun Joe' earlier but I would not advice calling a member of the senior council that off hand... so if we visit him or he comes to visit you should likely call him Listens-to-Wind or Joseph at the most casual. He knew my grandpa and so took me in to teach me... though he always said I sucked at medical magic. The later comment came with a chuckle from Simon who always thought it was funny that the greatest master of healing magic had been the one to mentor someone who's talent seemed to lie in ritual and combat magic.
Thread: From Rebel to Mentor ((Kikora and I))

The kitchen was tidy enough that Teyha was able to pull down the pots and pans she planned on using without having to ask for direction. She set it out, and started prepping the food to be cooked. Chicken and potatoes it is then. She said with a shake of her head. She diced the potatoes, and washed them, throwing them in a pot with salt to boil before she cleaned the space and started on the chicken. She decided to bread it, and pan fry it in just a bit of grease. It took a few minutes for her to prepare, and she spent it in silence, listening to Simon talk, his voice somewhat distant as he lost himself in the past. Don't worry, I'm not a very informal person Mr. Simon. She assured him with a smile. I don't think I'd be comfortable referring to a great wizard is 'Injun Joe' either way. She pulled up a stool, and watched the food simmer, waiting for the bottom of the chicken to brown and crisp, ready for flipping. She shrugged slightly, and glanced over her shoulder. That's a shame. She told him, I would love to learn medical magic. I feel too guilty when I try to use aggressive magic, hesitate... I like the idea of healing a lot more. It's peaceful, useful.
Thread: From Rebel to Mentor ((Kikora and I))

Simon actually cringed a bit when she called him 'Mr. Simon' as it made him feel rather old. He shook his head a little bit and spoke a bit softly to Teyha, Please drop the Mr for me at least Teyha, makes me feel a tad older than I like... so please just call me Simon I swear it is OK. He sat there and smelled the food she was repairing and suddenly though to himself 'I think she may have understated her talent, she seems a total wiz in the kitchen' as he enjoyed the aromas filling the common area of the loft. As he smelled that simple yet delicious food being prepared his mind drifted back to his days with Joseph. Days spend working on the things he did not have a natural talent for but that the old Medicine man thought he needed to know. He also remembered getting 'Little brother' the squirrel that hung around Joseph constantly rather hooked on snickers bars. Her second question sunk in around that point. He thought on it for a moment and then remembered what he had just been dwelling on. Maybe he could help her at least a bit thanks to the old medicine man insisting he learn things outside his comfort zone and that made him smile. So it was with that charming and dashing smile in place that he spoke once more, Well now that you mention it Joseph insisted I learn things outside my comfort zone. I spent more time on Medical magic, Veils, and Transformative magic than I care to think about. So I could at least get you into the basics if you want... and I am sure I could talk to Joseph about some books or such once we get past that.
Thread: Old World of Darkness

Act now and you get a free..um...cookie? No wait, you get cake! That's right, a whole cake to yourself.
Thread: Old World of Darkness

But isn't the cake a lie? I'd gladly join in, I'm not familiar with any of the titles in bold, but I'll try my best to fit in, I could just do with a rough description of what's been happening. Thanks, Jason.
Thread: Old World of Darkness

Hrm, what kind of characters are you looking for? I am interested, though I am not sure I would know what to play.
Thread: Old World of Darkness

Well, technically speaking, any type is allowed as long as it can be shoehorned in realistically. A vampire or mortal, however, might be the simplest choice. If you are unfamiliar with the VtM, you might want to check out it's Wikipedia entry. So far, not much has happened in our RP A gang massacre has taken place in an LA suburban house and the police is looking into it. But new players are welcome to get together and come up with new story lines to weave into the plot.
Thread: Old World of Darkness

A vampire would possibly be the easiest choice. I of course have more colorful characters, but I would rather play a role that would contribute to the story than just run around in the city. And I am slightly familiar with Masquerade. I would probably need to look it up again though, been forever since I have done anything with it.
Thread: Old World of Darkness

Can you take a look at my character in the open role play and see if that's alright.