Glimmer, glitter, shine...

[thecanopycrew]

| characters | Everyone!

| date/time | March 15, all day

| location | First Floor

| rating | Currently G

| summary | A flash of light, and a new adventure.


LIGHT

Warmth, love and kindness.
The Life Stream glimmers and glitters with joy, swirls of shimmering dust dancing around the ray of life.
It was time for new ones to test their wings.


One by one, new adventurers now arrive in the Tree. As one gain wings and rises to the second floor, another light brings in the next person. Soon, a steady stream of people from all kinds of worlds, times and realities come to join the others. Whether confused, angry, excited or scared, your arrival is welcomed with nothing but joy as the fireflies and glow worms descend to greet their new friends.

The Tree offers no explanation and no reason, but the truth is undeniable.

As you will soon realize, it isn't easy to be tiny.

Comments

[alley_kit]

[Kit has a few doubts about her relation to these Miqo'te, but doesn't really have any evidence to support them, so just opts to leave that subject for now. Chora's childlike excitement doesn't seem to bother her, at least. Maybe it's cause she's a kid herself.]

Not just animals. People too. And I can put animals to sleep with it too, but I dunno if that works on people; I've never tried it. But it only lasts while I'm playing. A few seconds after I stop, they wake up and don't remember anything even happened.

And thanks. Though I bet you could learn to play an instrument if you practiced enough; I wasn't very good when I first started either.

[ungirlish]

So...Could, if wanted, charm anyone long as could play song? Or only pause for second to breathe and then continue? Seems...

[Frowning, Chora props her chin up in one hand and tries to figure out how to say this delicately.

Who am I kidding, she just up and says it anyway.] Seems dangerous. For you, anyroad; must be something lot of people want. Unless all musicians can charm, then probably seems like nothing where you are from? [Okay sure, just make it sound like Kit's performance wasn't awesome, sure. Good job, kiddo. ...At least her heart seems to be in the right place, if the worry clear in her voice is anything to go by.] I-- Is very special talent, but must advise to keep close to chest. Such talents are too easy to turn from beautiful.

[alley_kit]

[Kit looks thoughtful for a moment, then shrugs slightly.]

I guess? I mean, I never really thought about it.

Though unless someone else - my brother, usually- is there helping me, it's only really useful as a distraction, since I can't really do much else while I'm playing. I can't control people or anything; they just sort of go into a trance and sway to the music. They look kinda silly, but that's about it.

I'm the only one that can do it, though. Well, the only one I know of at least.

[She thinks about the rest though, for a moment, and nods.]

I'll be careful. And thanks. The song is a lullaby our mother used to hum to us when we were having trouble falling asleep.

[ungirlish]

Is still something to take care with, this is all. [If she weren't at least 80% sure that Kit's genuine and honest and actually a good kid, then Chora would probably already be suspicious of her in all honesty. That kind of power...It doesn't last for long, not in such a pure form.

But she is mostly sure of her opinion, and so instead breaks into an appreciative grin.] Do not let grumblings take away from enjoyment of performance, however! Was still wonderful, and you are very talented as mother must have been.

By the by...Know this is personal question, but must ask. Is brother you mentioned here with you?

[alley_kit]

[Yeah, Kit is generally pretty honest as long as she doesn't have a good reason not to be.But even then, she rarely means any harm.

The compliment to her mother makes her smile, though, even if it is a little sad.]

Thanks. Mama wasn't really a musician, but she was always able to make us feel better.

[Even when she was hurting herself. Kit just hopes she's alright.

She shakes her head, though, at the question about her brother.]

Nuh-uh. I haven't seen Wily-Kat anywhere around here. Though if you see him, or any other cats wearing one of these- [indicates the prominent red cabochon on her belt] -could you let me know? They'd be my friends, the Thundercats.