Neliar's Character Page
Play fighting with Shanel in the Vault


The Vault
No more than a hideaway amidst the gothic grandeur of the StarHall, this cozy lounge is a place of laughter if not greatness, warmth if not splendour. The close stone walls are insulated with tapestries of all shapes and sizes, most a little worn, several faded and a good many depicting scenes from childhood stories. The mismatched chairs and sofas are in a similar state, rescued from cellars and rubbish-heaps but perhaps more softer and more comfortable for that, scattered in a rouch circle on a hardwood floor. A low round table in the centre of the room holds cards, discarded hides, mugs, and a pot that holds klah as long as someone remembers to fill it. The one window at the back wall lets light and air into the warm, cozy room.
Scattered troughout the rooms are numerous glowbaskets. Thin hides, that would be transparant if they weren't coloured in light shades of red green and blue cast a colourfull and happy athmostphere troughout the room. Small bells and sticks, hung near the window, create soft, eerie yet comfortablly soft sounds,
On the perch are Pingouin, Teremi, Kataxia, Tas, Zaflin, Scorpy, Rygel, Espero, Shostakovich, Cami, Lil'Topaz, and Pilot.
You see Sweet Root plant, Kaelli, Tomato plant, Book of Constellations, and Jenavia here.
Shanel is here.

Shanel
She is a slender girl of average height. Shoulder length light brown hair is held back by a single black ribbon in a vain attempt to keep it away from her eyes. Under the bright sunlight golden highlights can be seen, just as green flecks appear in her wide light blue eye. Set above an average mouth often seen with a smile is a pert nose on face still roundish with left over baby fat. She has cream colored, almost pale skin darkened by the hot Istan sun.
A long tunic of a deep purple hugs her upper body. Cream-colored trousers of a comfortable semi-shaping fit cover her legs. More often then not, this girl will not be seen with any foot coverings. On those few occasions when footwear is required she can seen wearing wherry-hide sandals.
Shanel wears the knot of a StarCraft Senior Apprentice.


Shanel slouches in a comfortable chair. Either she's dozing or lost in thought, with eyes half closed and chin to chest.

Neliar rubs his hands together as he sees his next victim sitting quitely. He walks over to the tomato plants and plucks off a small leaf. Quietly he sneaks over to where Shanel is sitting and strokes her cheek with the leaf. Hehehehe.

Shanel registers no movement, or sound as Neliar walks into the room. As something touches her cheek, Shanel's head comes flying back and she shrieks jumping out of her chair, brushing at her cheek, "WHAT????"


Oops, Neliar didn't quite expect that reaction. He scrambles quickly out of waving arm reach so that he doesn't get hurt by Shanel. He face the picture of innocence. "What's the matter, bad dream or something?"

Neliar ahhhs, as Nel comes through the air at him, he quickly ducks out of the way dropping the offending leaf in the process. He quickly scrambles under the chairs. "What's the matter, what have i done." he yelps, still protesting his innocence!

"You brat!" At last, something/one to vent all of her pent up energy. Hiding under chairs? No, that's not allowed. Nel dives for the chair hoping to grab a limb and pull him out. "You exactly what's wrong!" A twinkle can be seen in her bright blue eyes, no she wont kill him.

Neliar yelps again, this time more loudly as Nel comes after him. He manages to keep one chair ahead of her at the time being anyway. "What have /I/ done." he whines although he know perfectly well. He's too young to die, his older sisters never got /this/ mad!

Shanel has no idea what she's going to do if she actually manages to catch Neliar. Crawling as fast as she can under the table to way he's hiding, Shanel scrambles after him doing her best to hide a smile. She's doing very well, and even a glance would tell Neliar she's about to start laughing. "Leaf." Is all she can out, still chasing him under the funiture.

Neliar is getting tired now after all this chasing about. "enough, enough." he cries out. "I'm sorry, i was only teasing, it was just a little leaf!" He's not scrambling around as fast now.

Ah ha, he may be tired but she's been inside to long. Shanel pounces and sits on Neliar. "Not good enough." She can't help it, Shanel's giggling now, but she's still moving.

Neliar is squashed by Nel, "owwie, get off of me." he's starting to panic now, until he realises that Nel is giggling. Maybe she won't kill me afterall. He wriggle beneath her hoping to throw her off him, after all he's quite big for his age....

Shanel learned how to wrestle from her three brothers, Neliar's not getting out till she gets up. Hm, this could be interesting. Shanel shifts her wieght until most of it on his legs, the she experimentaly tickles him.

Thinking he's escaped Neliar wiggles most of his way free until he releases Nel is sitting on his legs. He beginning to giggle and wriggle loads as Nel tickles him. Between giggles he gasps. "No, please stop, no more..."

"More?" Ignoring the no and stop that come before the word, Shanel complises with 'more' and keeps tickling him. She's no longer sitting on him, trying to avoid being hit, she's kneeling over him now. And tickling him

Neliar has not realised that Nel has moved his world has shrunk to the sensations that tickling produces. Wriggle around he begs her to stop. "Please stop, I promise to behave..." and he means it for now!

Crash. Flailing legs send Shanel crashing to the floor next to Neliar. Forced to stop, she's all out laughing now. This is the first time she ever managed to catch someone. So much fun.

Neliar jumps up as Nel comes crashing down to the floor, taking advantage he quickly squats down and starts tickling her ribs, hoping she's ticklish, and that she'll laughing too much to do anything about it. "See how you like it." he grins, full of fun again not that he's not on the receiving end.

Shanel shrieks with laughter. She is incredibly ticklish. She curls into a ball in an attempt to protect her stomach, unfortunantly this exposes the soles of her bare feet. "Y-y-y-y." She can't manage to spit it out, she's laughing to hard.

Heheheh, Neli has not had some much fun for along time. He stops the bare feet and makes for his new target, he gently runs his fingers up and down the exposed sole. "You forgive me yet?" he asks between his giggling fits.

"Yes." It's incredibly high pitched but at least she manages to get it out. Shanel is laughing so she's going to have the hiccups soon. She uncurls and flails her feet to try and free them from the 'torture'.

Neliar grins and give Nel some space to rearrange herself. He backs off to a safe distance just encase she's pulling his leg and is trying to trick him. "I've never met any one so ticklish." he positively grin as he says this.

Shanel carefully pulls herself into a sitting position, pushing her hair out of her face. She gives the room a cursery glance for her missing ribbon, she'll look for it later. Still giggling she looks at Neli, "You don't even have to touch me half the time." Oh wait, maybe she shouldn't have told him that.

Neliar grins slightly at Nel's admission but he thinks he's tormented her enough tonight he doesn't want her to kill him later on. "So I'm I." he admits rather sheepishly. "Sorry for waking you up, I was just looking for some fun." and boy did he get it!

Shanel shakes her head dismissing the apology, "I wasn't sleeping. I was thinking." Taking a deep breath she finally manages to stop giggling. Running one hand through her now tangled hair, she winces upon encountering a rather large knot, "Where's my ribbon?" It must have come undone during the chase.

Neliar looks around the room, at least he can find her ribbon for her. He spots a rather lonely looking piece of ribbon lying under one of the chairs. After picking it up he shows it to Nel. "is this it?" he asks, not knowing how many bits of ribbon may be lying around here. He too realises that his hair is mess so he brushes a quick hand through it to try to tame it somewhat.



Saturday, August 11, 2001, 3:46 PM



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