Of the Chemical Dust

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I accidentally deleted the note I put in Taveer's bio when I updated the coding - BUT thank you to everyone who I've had the chance to reconnect with a little so far, with many more interactions to come hopefully! It's been so awesome seeing so many familiar and new players! I don't think I'll be playing TEF for too much longer - maybe a year or two, but I'd love to wrap up a few loose ends where I can (though realistically it might not happen to everyone) or just bring in a couple of newbies. I have a few ideas BUT am very flexible with everything and would love to include other characters if possible, so please feel free to reach out to me at any time if you have any particular interest.

And more pertinently - I know different people like to handle their absences in different ways, so I wanted to leave a quick note - none of my characters have been in Forest while I've been gone (unless I spoke about it otherwise with you). So I am 100% down with my characters' absences being acknowledged and reacted to any way that makes sense for your characters! I'll also be trying to stagger out any characters that do return, just so it will feel a little more natural and give breaks to any of my friends who are,, lucky enough to have several relationship ties to my OCs.

Bio isn't super up to date either but it's less not up to date now than it was yesterday...





UY

As it appears. Early adulthood. Doe.Physiologically adapted to dark, cavelike conditions. Capable of bearing young from any sex. Superficial similarities with elk, moose, and red deer. #32




december 28th, 2019

Finding it pathetic and recursive that she's returned to the Endless in much the way she had arrived years ago: wide-eyed with a half formed plan, realizing a serious oversight too late.

Had something happen outside of the Forest that caused her to come to question her self-worth in a few ways, despite dismissal of the whole thing from her peers. Has come to a conclusion about some of her ties that she's been unable to shut out despite better reasoning. Unused to the chip in her confidence and has been keeping a steady face, self-counseling and taking quiet moments that are never directly acknowledged.

Feeling her age, or lack thereof, deeply, yet tightly constrained by the future which feels to be hanging over her head.


october 7th, 2019


Spent her first night back in the Endless tending to Éasca's wounds with a sort of rote purposefulness, trying to drive off the lingering, sick swell of panic and her partner's apology. Grateful for Aramantha's assistance during Brent's attack and what she probably doesn't realize to be check-ins from the mare in the days the follow. Considers Brent's particular brand of destruction to be chaotic and blind - his actions toward Éasca felt senseless, which doesn't make them any easier to cope with, but doesn't consider them to be in any more or less in danger than they ever were, in the company of monstrous stags and their demons. That said, has been extremely careful of attracting his attention again in any major way since the incident which seems to have been enough so far.

Reacquainted herself with Pagan's personal medicine stash; not her first choice of how she might reconnect with her old friend, but still found a sense of comfort in the abundance of items that have certainly grown in number and utility since she'd last browsed her stores. Evidence that the doe was prevailing, at least in one way. Took care of Orbit, Amarantha, and her own wounds, and gave the Vampire her proper thanks. Fell selfishly into a reunion with Fenrir not long after, and took strength from that conversation though it still only touched the surface of what she'd wanted to say.

Over the past few days there have been plenty moments for respite, moments that almost convince her to lay still and breathe. Always gets a glimpse of something - Éasca's injured leg or a skirmish in the distance, to keep her on her guard. Finding the sight or meaning of blood evokes a squeamishness not previously held, quietly loathes this new weakness. Evasive and dizzy, presenting an innocuous, airheaded demeanor and employing small tactics to brush off any unwanted questions.

Woke to Mirah beside her, today. Relieved at her very presence and after making a quick trip around the Forest returned to lay with her head over the Amahni's shoulder.


september 25th, 2018


Received an overwhelming show of generosity in the form of supplies given by Pagan and Fenrir over the week. Spent some time sorting through the items with her children and speaking to them of a few related possibilities. Heartwarmed by the gifts, but unwilling to let any opportunity pass by without due regard.

In high spirits after the successful relocation of her compatriot, an especially warm night spent with Éasca, and, of course, the arrival of Mirah's offspring. Visiting the new family frequently, quick to dote on her friend or lend an extra pair in eyes should Mirah need to take time to look after herself.


december 28th, 2017


Received an overwhelming show of generosity in the form of supplies given by Pagan and Fenrir over the week. Spent some time sorting through the items with her children and speaking to them of a few related possibilities. Heartwarmed by the gifts, but unwilling to let any opportunity pass by without due regard.

In high spirits after the successful relocation of her compatriot, an especially warm night spent with Éasca, and, of course, the arrival of Mirah's offspring. Visiting the new family frequently, quick to dote on her friend or lend an extra pair in eyes should Mirah need to take time to look after herself.


october 9th, 2017


Ever-so-slightly on edge as the result of a tiresome journey and instructions she'd recently received from her homeland. At any rate, relieved to be back in the company of her loved ones and to see to the next task.


september 1st, 2017


Came into a refreshing set of answers during the rut and even managed to find a renewed sense of purpose somewhere amid meeting a myriad of charming new faces. Took strongly to the task of drowning out her own woes in the allure of others, and for once not feeling the alienating sense of separation between herself and her new cohabitants. Extremely pleasant distractions and comforts that were greatly needed given the emotional couple of nights that had preceded the season.

Still - tiring. And probably nothing better exemplified her compromised judgement and inward fatigue than the fact that she and Éasca agreed to make the journey back late last night. On equal parts excitement, nerves, and pure delirium, made their way back to her herd's territory where their daughters were waiting for them. Resistant to the idea of staying the rest of the day as soon as she saw her fawns - tight-lipped on the conflicting emotions that had risen to the surface, save for softly asking Éasca to help her washing their coats clean of the new pastes and then set off on the trip back to the Endless after making appropriate visits. Shared the task of carrying the fawns toward the end of the trip, allowing Aleta and Neli to return home fully rested and alert, and UY anything but...


september 29th, 2017

Has had her homeland on her mind consistently over the past months, but never so much as with the recent change of seasons and reminder that this would mark a full year since her departure. Left Aleta and Neli with Éasca one night and embarked on her first visit back, returning a few nights later with an invitation for her children, as well as Éasca, if the doe wished.

Reluctantly returned to the Forest after leaving her daughters under the tutelage of an esteemed associate before making back for the Forest the night before last. Enjoyed Éasca's presence during what would have otherwise been an extemely difficult trip if she'd been left with only her own thoughts for company. Remaining as sure and tranquil on the outside as possible, not wishing to reward Éasca's trust in her herd or herself with the constant worry that torments her mind over the decision. Telling herself it's simply the emotional nature of the whole situation that's compelling her to rush back and reclaim their girls before the few weeks are up.


april 12th, 2017

Though all too aware of the ever-present risk of danger in the Forest, has been taking care and precautions to avoid it, at least as much as it has been in her power. Approaching this with new tact and diffidence after playing witness to a fight yesterday, just meters away from where Aleta was sleeping peacefully on just the other side of the Playground rocks. Despite every desire to move, froze on shaking legs until long after it moved and died off on its own, and then, only when she was sure, curled tightly around the fawn in a bald attempt to comfort only herself, and not the oblivious infant.

Picked herself up afterward, in one way or another. Heeding it as a much-needed reminder, among other things.


march 16th, 2017

With stresses adding up over the course of the past week, and one particularly close call the day before, broke into the worst mindset she has had since arriving in forest. Tasted fear as strongly as if she was one of the fawns, experiencing it new for the first time. Spent the night trying to swallow it, and discern just why it had struck her so potently, doing her best to assume a placid mask by proverbial daybreak.

Gave a warm smile to Éasca when she arrived, but didn't, or couldn't, take the doe up on her initial offer to watch the fawns. Among a myriad of other reasons for her refusal, didn't want whatever bond that developed between Éasca and the fawns to occur under obligation or doubts about her own abilities. More comfortable later on, when Éasca initiated an excursion with Aleta on her own; gladly wished them a pleasant outing and didn't collect Aleta until much later.

Took the time between to solidify a resolution she'd on some level known she had to make when she first decided to move to this Forest. Somehow easier, afterward.


march 16th, 2017

Adjusting to several major changes and events in life: her decision to fully relocate to the Endless Forest followed closely by the birth of two daughters, Aleta and Néli.

Thankful for the help and kindnesses she's received, but has been functioning under undeniable levels of exhaustion as the days add up. Didn't feel completely herself until being able to steal a few minutes the second day, while her children were resting, to wash off under the fresh water at the Crying Idol. Has been in seemingly better spirits since then, having allowed her fawns to repaint themselves with playful, irreverent patterns that remind her less of what is left behind.


Body
Deep cut above her left shoulder, fresh, surrounding bruises mostly obscured by fur.
Mind
Nostalgic, real mad about it tho




Deliberate Welcoming Circumspect Avid Biding Duplicitous


From a remote, lightless region of the effulgent forest inhabited by various others, including Takato's former herd. Has a dense, water-repellent coat, and a collection of sensory receptors that serve as visual organs. Capable of receiving a large variety of electromagnetic and spatial information; used to discern details such as color, movement, and size, in a place where daylight is all but unheard of. Drawn to white-tinted markings or coloration.

Loves her offspring with all her heart, but from an early age, staked her life to something that she holds of far greater import than fawn-rearing. Does not consider her life to be worth more; simply considers her obligations to be expansive and, at present, unfulfilled. Acknowledges that the ultimate sacrifice, if required of her, wouldn't be her own life, but that of her young, and that she doesn't have the luxury of denying said possibility. Will protect her young to the utmost of her power and resources, that said.

Considers the last volume of her life to be prewritten, and believes she has a good idea how the key chapters should unravel, too.

Accommodating and flexible in almost all regards. Not without preconceptions and customs from her homeland, but realizes that upholding them blindly in this forest will not serve her well. Slips from time to time and, though friendly, is reserved in declaring actual friendships. Remorselessly reveals parts of herself if she believes it will further her interests, though is not always as guileless as she may wish to appear.

Frequently decorates herself in a phosphorescent paste that originates from her homeland. Favors a blue pigment that releases high amounts of luciferase after sufficient immersion in darkness.

Prone to moments of isolation and periods of sadness, frustration, loss, and fear; manageable and very much related to the new leg of her life she's undertaken. Lessening as her stay continues. Still struck, strongly at times, by the loss of close ties from home and overwhelmed by the task of having to relearn vital lessons, many of which directly impact the safety of her fawns. More likely to seek nonviolent ways to keep her young safe, when possible.


relationships


Aleta Daughter. Hope.
March 12th, 2017
From the start, equally attached to the harmony she finds in her firstborn's nature, of the child's conscientious demeanor that balances an inward exuberance. Aware of an incredibly sensitive and studious mind that is all too willing to clamp onto each teaching she receives, not only from her, but the world as a whole. A reminder of home in both bright and poignant ways, to comfort and be comforted. A light and delicate touch, like dust in a sunbeam.

Nélida Daughter. Hope.
March 12th, 2017
Seemingly free of the natural caution that Aleta exhibited from birth, but has proven just as quick to adapt to life's often difficult lessons. Admires the earnest intelligence of her instincts thus far, and finds nothing but promise in the feeling of warmth that the fawn seems capable of imparting onto others. Finds a streak of tenacity in her soul that she could only hope to nurture, wind under a bird's wing.

Éasca Found the doe's softly welcoming gravity far too alluring not to fall completely into it whenever she comes by. Quickly came to regard her as her closest companion in this forest outside of the lives they'd created together. Has never regretted choosing her as a partner for parenting, or as a recipient of her own trust during the times she's needed it most. Loyalty, warmth.

'Fenrir' Immense appreciation, respect, cooperation. Trusted and adored for every kindness he's shown her daughters and herself as well as the multitude of young charges over which he's taken guardianship.

Nanook Adored.

Limaria Adored.

Mirah A face she's come to know more through visits with Éasca. Amused and drawn toward the female's entire demeanor and wholly enjoys their visits together.

Greitai Antics and things... GUILT??

Liathe and Fletcher Strong appreciation. Still looked to, but no longer just for immediate cues that relate to her family's sense of safety. Extremely grateful for their selfess aid on a few specific occasions and, more, for their presences in the Forest taken as a whole.

Takato Followed the starlit bull into the Forest some months ago, and has since then been
conflicted on how to approach him, or if she even should.

Ehsan; Keidasi; Rhona; Pagan; Lyndsea; Annelise; Jude; Freya; Stria; Mirza




Lo de atrás se queda lleno de maleza amarilla, huertos sin frutos y ríos sin agua. Jamás ningún hombre cayó de espaldas sobre la muerte.

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thank you for the tracks, guys!
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Throwing a track into the bunch too~

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One response every six months feels right... SORRY for the late replies, everyone! But really appreciate the tracks, thank you so much (everyone but ems, really!!)!
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Pagan's final stop leads her

Pagan's final stop leads her to the area that she's come to know as Uy and Easca's home. Though the pair are not there tonight, their scents linger boldly on the foliage and trees that surround her, and she is confident that it won't be long before they return to claim their space. Despite the sadness that seems to follow her everywhere she goes these days, there are still some things to be grateful for. Among them is the kindness Uy and Easca showed her the night she and Shahla's group went to blows. Not only had they managed to make a safe place for her to recover, but they had paid her a visit once or twice afterward. It was more an act of kindness than many others had shown her up to that point.

Now, she carries their warmth wherever she goes. For them, she leaves a basket of fruit from Takato's home world that she's come to know as rare in these parts: apples both green and red, grapes, and even a few ripe peaches. Surrounding the fruit is the remainder of her stash of medicinal herbs, which she hopes Uy and her family will not necessarily need, but one can never be sure; between the shifting weather and the ever transient moods of the forest, it can't hurt to be prepared. Finally, she drapes two small velvet blankets over the basket handle one on top of the other - one navy, one moss green - which she hopes their children will be able to make use of.

When she's done, she makes a swift retreat into the birch to prepare for her travels.
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