1st Ashan, 720
Frankly, Vega was of the opinion that people were stupid.
She understood the need to do this, but equally, it was not a need which she had. However, there it was - they were having a party. A gathering. A shindig. It was being done to celebrate the many successes which had occurred across Storm's Edge over the past couple of seasons, and Vega understood it. Understood why. Yet still, to her, it seemed silly.
"We goes and celebrates fights and victories!!!" Snuffle, her diri companion who had opted to join forces with her and protect her when Vega became a Warden of the Lake fluttered around. Vega grinned at the minute little creature and nodded. "Yeah. An' I'm going to play music, apparently," she said, her smile turning lopsided. "We will defend them against attacks!!!" Snuffle declared in her high-pitched squeaky voice. Vega glanced at her companion and shook her head. "Don't you ever take a trial off?"
She didn't need to ask that question, she knew the answer. In the time that she had known Snuffle, the little creature had shown herself to be a fierce and ferocious defender, determined to do the right thing. She'd fight anyone and leapt to Vega's defense at the drop of a matchstick. All in all, Vega considered, it was a shame that the little thing was so tiny and cute with a high-pitched squeaky voice.
In short, Snuffle was about as scary as Bert, Vega's stuffed toy from her childhood. Vega smiled slightly as she recalled Arlo's slightly twitchy reaction about Bert, until he'd realised that Bert was, in fact, a stuffed bear. Brushing her hair, Vega sighed slightly. She hadn't seen Arlo in a while, she knew - and she knew that he was concerned about her. But, Vega had a lot of things to do and so did he. This place was demanding in all kinds of ways on the pair of them, and Vega really was feeling the strain.
But equally, they had to do what they had to do and that was that. So, Vega put down the brush and said to Snuffle "How'd I look?" Reaching over, she took the hat from where it was sitting and stood up. Her long dress accentuated how tall she was and Vega grinned as Snuffle squeaked, "You looks big!!!" With a chuckle, Vega considered that she might have met her match when it came to exuberant and energized individuals. This little diri was a bundle of movement. Vega lifted up her fiddle and flung it over her shoulder. She might be wearing a nice frock and had brushed her hair, but the redhead also made sure that she wore her sword strapped to her waist. "We goes and make them feel strong! Strong like Snuffle!!!!" Vega bit the inside of her cheek in order to stop herself laughing. "Yeah. Just like that. Strong, like Snuffle."
After all, she considered, why not? "I reckon that should be a new expression, you know. This ain't just strong. It's Snuffle Strong." Tiny pops tinkled as Snuffle breathed out bubbles in delight at that suggestion and Vega barked a laugh. "Come on then, lets go."
She understood the need to do this, but equally, it was not a need which she had. However, there it was - they were having a party. A gathering. A shindig. It was being done to celebrate the many successes which had occurred across Storm's Edge over the past couple of seasons, and Vega understood it. Understood why. Yet still, to her, it seemed silly.
"We goes and celebrates fights and victories!!!" Snuffle, her diri companion who had opted to join forces with her and protect her when Vega became a Warden of the Lake fluttered around. Vega grinned at the minute little creature and nodded. "Yeah. An' I'm going to play music, apparently," she said, her smile turning lopsided. "We will defend them against attacks!!!" Snuffle declared in her high-pitched squeaky voice. Vega glanced at her companion and shook her head. "Don't you ever take a trial off?"
She didn't need to ask that question, she knew the answer. In the time that she had known Snuffle, the little creature had shown herself to be a fierce and ferocious defender, determined to do the right thing. She'd fight anyone and leapt to Vega's defense at the drop of a matchstick. All in all, Vega considered, it was a shame that the little thing was so tiny and cute with a high-pitched squeaky voice.
In short, Snuffle was about as scary as Bert, Vega's stuffed toy from her childhood. Vega smiled slightly as she recalled Arlo's slightly twitchy reaction about Bert, until he'd realised that Bert was, in fact, a stuffed bear. Brushing her hair, Vega sighed slightly. She hadn't seen Arlo in a while, she knew - and she knew that he was concerned about her. But, Vega had a lot of things to do and so did he. This place was demanding in all kinds of ways on the pair of them, and Vega really was feeling the strain.
But equally, they had to do what they had to do and that was that. So, Vega put down the brush and said to Snuffle "How'd I look?" Reaching over, she took the hat from where it was sitting and stood up. Her long dress accentuated how tall she was and Vega grinned as Snuffle squeaked, "You looks big!!!" With a chuckle, Vega considered that she might have met her match when it came to exuberant and energized individuals. This little diri was a bundle of movement. Vega lifted up her fiddle and flung it over her shoulder. She might be wearing a nice frock and had brushed her hair, but the redhead also made sure that she wore her sword strapped to her waist. "We goes and make them feel strong! Strong like Snuffle!!!!" Vega bit the inside of her cheek in order to stop herself laughing. "Yeah. Just like that. Strong, like Snuffle."
After all, she considered, why not? "I reckon that should be a new expression, you know. This ain't just strong. It's Snuffle Strong." Tiny pops tinkled as Snuffle breathed out bubbles in delight at that suggestion and Vega barked a laugh. "Come on then, lets go."
