Completed Chasing Rabbits

[Wyatti]

Wyatti sat herself behind his head, her eyes staring down at his, her legs crossed as she quiet gently she gathered his hair together. She did not say anything as the man looked up her laughing, knowing that he had just been defeated by a child, and the near surrealism of the event.

"Then again it was clear from the start I'm no match for the almighty Wyatti."
"You just need to practice," she gave a blink "But I think you have done enough of that for today."

Wyatti continued to smile down at him, giving him a quick tap on his forehead a look of mischief forming in her eyes. She wanted to play more obviously, but for the meanwhile she was having self control. And so the child Kelvic entertained herself with his hair, twirling it in her fingers, a small look of thought growing across her face. It was not the usual thinking expression she wore, it was of a deeper thought, one that would appear on the faces of adults than those of children.

"You know, a strong stance is what makes or break a fight," she looked down at him "If you have a weak stance it's easier to cripple yourself. You need to make sure your abdominal muscles are tight, and that your feet match your shoulder distance..."

Wyatti could talk for ages about the theory of unarmed combat, but chose not to continue. Besides, it may bore Valo if she did. So she turned to a different question.

"Valo, when you were little what did you want to be?"

[Valo]

Valo had definitely cherished the moments of gentle intimacy they shared. Perhaps he was a man,but his maternal instincts outmatched those of many women for he loved children more than anything, more than art. And thus he found him self wishing that she would never leave him, that she would stay by his side and he'd look after her as if she was his own. An endearing creature with so much personality, so much life within her. Innocent little Wyatti was something of a great inspiration. She sat behind him, playing with his long hair, twirling it with her little fingers, looking into his eyes from above as he looked into her's with a gentle smile. It relaxed him. And she spoke, lectured him about the theory of combat, about his stance and pointed out every flaw within his technique. She reminded him so much bout him self when he was merely a child, for a clever child he was, well red about every topic. He would frequently pose difficult questions, which even adults could not respond to and had a habit of lecturing those very adults with child like determination. Valo was indeed an opinionated child, never afraid to argue his opinions and points. after all, what other reason was there to be so intelligent. The look upon an adult's face when he's outspoken by a child is truly a funny one. "Valo, when you were little what did you want to be?" she asked, unafraid to pry. Indeed she was so much like him when he was her age. He gave out a quiet chuckle, allowing a moment to compose his answer. And it dawned on his quite how strange a child he was. "Well my dear, I am really no more than meets the eye." he laughed and then released a deep sigh. Allowing his features to shift into a more detached, dream like state, he continued softly. "My greatest childhood dream was to enrol at the University here in Zeltiva." After another very brief moment his eyes met her'sand a smile returned to his features. "What is your dream Wyatti?"

[Wyatti]

Wyatti listened, as she always did her ears taking in every word he made. She watched him relax, careful care with words and his expression, how his eyes seemed to drift off for a moment, as if caught within a distant memory. She did not intertupt him, letting him have his moment of peace before he returned to reality.

"What is your dream Wyatti?"

The Kelvic's face turned into a frown. She never really did think of dreams and wishes, of a desire that grabbed her. Or more over when she did think about dreams it left her feeling rather hollow and empty. Her expression became one of disappointment, and so she tore her eyes away from Valo's. Dreams, desires, she had to have one right? Something she wanted more than anything in the world. There was something however, a real dream, a longing. Wyatti continued to frown, her fingers slipping from his hair, her hands resting on her lap. Nothing. There is no dream is there? Only this absent feeling, and an absent feeling that will remain until it is filled.

"I... I do not have one," she murmured, keeping her head turned away from him.

[Valo]

It seemed very strange indeed that she should not have a dream. Valo had lots of dreams when he was a child. he wanted to master archery, to become the worlds greatest artist, to enrol at the university of Zeltiva, to travel all around Mizahar. The list was endless. And truly he had even reached some of his goals. Though some more than others. And one had somehow managed to slip though his fingers, though no fault of his own. How strange it was that a little girl like her seemed not to have a dream and all the more reason to keep her close. With a loud exhale Valo pulled him self up to his feet, his clothing somewhat caked in mud. And elegantly he took his time to dust him self off.slender palms patting against the fabric of a good grey jacket. Then taking the hand of the little girl he said softly "Lets go home Wyatti."

[Wyatti]

Wyatti did not speak as he gave her a regarding look. Nor did she when he gave a loud sigh and clambered up to her feet. If anything, she remained silent even as he took her small hand in his whilst speaking his soft words.

"Lets go home Wyatti."

Home. Yes, home. But what was home to her? She may of lived with Valo, but was it a true home to her? Her expression remained still and vacant as she was lead on, a familiar hold on her hand taking her forward, their to guide her and correct her at ever turn. Caring was what Valo was good at, she could not knock his ability to do so, but still there was still that air of emptiness. Wyatti did not look at him still, even as they walked, her head low, her eyes averted. It was a problem for a child who did not have a dream, it gave them no encouragement to grow or to form into their own person. But Wyatti did not talk about it, there was no need to, and besides the Kelvic would not know where to begin. So silent she walked with him, with no words escaping her mouth.

[Cloud]

XP Reward!

From the sky falls your reward!

PC Name: Wyatti

Skill	XP
Acrobatics	+2
Socialization	+3
Unarmed	+2
Running	+2
Brawling	+2
Philosophy	+1

Lores :

Recognizing Scents (Basic)
Valo: A Father Figure
Winning A Playful Duel
Valo's Dream

PC Name: Valo

Skill	XP
Observation	+3
Socialization	+2
Brawling	+2

Lores :

Playing The Role Of A Father
A Painter's Dream

Note: When I read this thread I found myself unable to not smile, Valo really helped capture Wyatti's inner child and brought it out. A job well done you two, there were a couple of places that had a bit of grammar confusion, but other then that don't be afraid to go into detail when using a skill. Every little detail counts.

Great work! Keep it up. If you have any questions or concerns please pm me about it.