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Post by tia on May 7, 2009 1:41:21 GMT -5
 Tia had not been here long. She had arrived only a short while ago with her coven to witness for the Cullen's and aid the unfortunate predicament they had found themselves in. Tia did not mind in the least bit helping them. She enjoyed doing so, and for more selfish purposes, enjoying the traveling aspect of this situation that they all were in. It was morning, early in the day, and Tia descended from her room. She was dressed in a new outfit, clad in a long white dress that exposed her arms, and a single bracelet wrapped around her wrist. She enjoyed dressing up, even if circumstances did not call for it.
Benjamin was speaking with Amun and Kebi, well...slightly arguing would perhaps be more of a suitable term. It was not uncommon for their views to conflict, and it often led to Tia's thoughts - and fear - that the coven were separate because the differences were too great. She walked through the hallway of the very large, very beautiful house that the Cullen's had been so kind to offer them during their stay. She had not spoken much to them, but enough to conclude that they seemed like rather decent people and since Benjamin encouraged this assumption, she was all the more willing to believe it.
She continued to wander through the mansion, looking around for any other person that she could speak with. When she was in one particular hallway, she was not alone. There was another woman standing there, brushing her hair in the mirror hung on the wall. She was part of the Olympic coven for Tia recognized her immediately as Rosalie. She was rather beautiful, that much was clear...but then, when was a vampire anything but? ``Good morning,`` she said smiling at her, though she had never spoken a word to before. With no one else in the near vicinity, perhaps now was the opportunity to get to know her better...and plus, Tia needed something from her, which was she why to admit. ``I do not mean to inconvenience you, but I was wondering if perhaps you had an extra brush.`` Tia's hair was long, and she had not brushed it in the last couple of hours.
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Post by Rosalie Lillian Hale on May 10, 2009 12:28:27 GMT -5
---Rosalie had heard her approach but had not looked away from her reflection. When the vampire spoke, Rosalie looked over then and for a moment, watched her. Rosalie's face was unread able but she was judging the girl. After a moment, she turned and pointed to a dresser, with many, many brushed and combs and hair pins. More then any one human would need, but Rosalie was more then any one human. "Take you pick, I have plenty."
---"I'm Rosalie," She said, "and your are. . . " She trailed off as if asking a question. She would not have to share this mirror, either, for there were mirrors over the dresser, and a full length mirror, a large gilded one, beside it.
((Icons not of my own making. Credit goes to 'Leah' of MP; and Google.)) |
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Post by tia on May 18, 2009 11:17:55 GMT -5
Tia smiled at the woman as she granted her request. Picking the closest one to her, she took the brush and walked only a few steps to position herself in front of a mirror next to the one Rosalie was at. She began to run the brush through her tangle free hair. But still, one could never be too sure.
"I am Tia Ibrahim Pasha Badawi, of the Egyptian coven." That was her formal introduction, her full name and her affiliation. She felt it necessary to disclose all of that, especially to one of the vampires who had opened their house to them. "It is a pleasure to meet you Rosalie. Thank you again for offering your house for us to stay in."
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Post by Rosalie Lillian Hale on May 28, 2009 18:21:41 GMT -5
---Rosalie watched the girl, by the refection in the mirror. When she spoke her long name and coven, with pride Rosalie's head came up to show her own pride in her following words. "Rosalie Lillian Hale, of the Cullen Family." She said, not calling it a coven. There were, of sorts, a coven, but they were more then that. They loved each other and were a family. Stronger in that way then any coven out there. Better then. "Welcome to our home."
((Icons not of my own making. Credit goes to 'Leah' of MP; and Google.)) |
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Post by tia on Jun 21, 2009 19:59:10 GMT -5
As Tia continued to brush her hair, she smiled, even though Rosalie may not have seen her do so (since they were both distracted by their reflections in the mirror). "It is a very nice home you have here. So different from where I come from." America was entirely different from Egypt. It was a different culture, a different language, different kinds of people . . . the culture shock was great, but Tia enjoyed learning about other cultures and places. "You must allow me and my family to return the favor, and come visit us in Egypt sometime."
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