Lost

I'd be lying if I said that life wasn't great these past few days. That's not to say that life in my strange land has been just as blissful. Two nights ago when we burned The Shack, I was informed that The Others were leaving. Although my first thought was that Aislyn threatened them, I was actually witness to a nice little send off from my Oceana crew as The Other went off the find greener pastures. Or mushier brains. Noah hadn't been present at the fire and I still hadn't see him up to that point. I was a little worried and talk to Kemayde and Tasarin about it after everyone had gone.

"Guys, I haven't seen him since before the fire. Do you think he just...left?" I was already having a hard time accepting all my other rp characters were leaving, but to have one just up and go without saying goodbye? Especially my little Noah? I don't think I'm mentally stable enough to be able to handle that.

"He doesn't seem the type to do that," Tasarin comforted.

"But it's weird though, right? Kenayde, you've been spending more time with him than anyone else here. Did he say anything to you?"

She shook her head. "No. But I agree with Tas. Noah's too nice to not say goodbye." She seemed to be saying that to ease my fears, but also for herself. I realized then that they'd become rather good friends, and she was wondering the same thing I was.

"Can't you just, you know, think about him and know where he is? Or will him back here or something?"

"It doesn't work like that. You guys totally have wills of your own, which sometimes frustrates the crap outta me I'll have you know. Jaryn was supposed to be you, Tas, but he refused to let me write him that way."

Tasarin blinked at me. "For real? Then who was I supposed to be?"

"You weren't supposed to be at all. The way I have envisioned Jaryn was a combination of who he is now, and who you are. So really, you have his stubbornness to thank for even being alive right now.

He looked sideways, as though Jaryn would be right there. "Huh."

"What about me?"

"Sorry babe, you are who you were always meant to be. Maybe even a little sweeter."

She smiled at me, completely happy with my answer. "That's okay. I like me and glad I didn't change anything."

"So getting back to Noah..."

"Oh, right." Tasarin frowned and looked around. "Maybe he left a trail of feathers or something.

Both Kenayde and I looked at him like he was nuts. "His feathers aren't like cat hair. They don't just shed and stay wherever he has been. And I'm pretty sure he wouldn't need to leave a trail to help him find his way back. Especially with his own feathers."

"I was just trying to help."

Kenayde frowned and stood up. "I'll go ask the others if they've seen him." She started off but then paused and doubled back, a hesitant expression on her face. "Um...since everyone else here has a face now, does this mean I get a new one finally?"

"Can we focus on finding Noah first, please?"

"Right." She nodded. "Right, of course."

"I'm still going to go look for that trail of feathers."

Okay, so apparently I am putting out a Missing Character report. If anyone sees a blonde shaggy haired boy with angel wings and blue eyes, let me know.