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The Totally Not-Canon Adventures of Flairé: Loon in the Darkness

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(a small hand appears through the doorway with a torch)

Jen: Leslie! Are you all right?

Leslie: Jen?! What are you doing here? And why do you have a sword?

Jen: Ummmmm… I’m here to rescue you! And it’s a rapier, ’cause I actually know how to use one sorta! And no Saxophone Alex jokes!

Chibi Saxophone Alex: Bwahaha

…No, Chibi Saxophone Alex is not actually there. But he would probably make an inappropriate comment at this point, so I drew him in because I felt like it. Oh, and hey, it’s me! I’m not sure what you folks will think of self-insertion. But as long as you consider me just as another character, I don’t think you’ll be bothered. More will become clear next page.

I was doing the colouring late last night and I really nearly messed up on the backgrounds.

EDIT: It’s totally not a rapier. It’s a combat foil or something. Like, it has a sharp pokey tip, but it doesn’t have the stiffness etc. of a real rapier. I know this now.

The Totally Not-Canon Adventures of Flairé: All Alone Or Not

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Later again. Like, by a few hours, yo.

Leslie: (sitting quietly in large jail-type cell) I’m so scared… and bored… They still haven’t told me what I’m doing here… I think it’s something to do with Flairé…

Door: *THUMP*

Leslie: ?

Door: *swish* (opens softly)

I hate drawing bars/stairs/perspective. She came out pretty good in panel two, though. I wasn’t going to add the little aside in panel one but then I thought “what the heck, it’s supposed to be light-hearted, really”.

The Totally Not-Canon Adventures of Flairé: Creepy Bishounen

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Leslie: (falls out of large Abduction-bag™)Who are you? W-what do you want with me?

Burly soldier: Be quiet, shrimp. (whaps Leslie)

Elkyari: Be nice, soldier. You don’t know how long we’ll have to keep this one.

Leslie: (shiver)

Oh my! A nice looking red-haired guy! Maybe he’s a good guy! …Maybe not. But now that I know he doesn’t look like a sack of potatoes maybe I’ll make him into an actually character. I mean, he doesn’t even have a name.

I’m sad that you can’t see how buff Mr. Bad Guy is because his suit is so dark, so here is the lineart. He looks a little psycho, though. o_O Hmmm.

It’s an indistinct blobby room! D :

The Totally Not-Canon Adventures of Flairé: Dun Dun Dunnn!

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Flairé: Flaria, be a sweetheart and grab me some travelling things, would you? I need to go look for Miss Leslie.

Flaria: What’s happened?

Flairé: The extremists have snatched her out from under my very nose. They’re an alert gang… I’ll make sure they’re not so alert after tonight… |: (

Dun dun dunnn! : D

Kitchens are hard. Flaria puts her hair in a braid when she’s working in ’em. Good idea, no? And I’m not sure what Flairé does with those long dramatic laces on his gauntlets. I think he tucks them inside somewhere.

Determined Flairé is determined. And sexy. Imo.

I went for a walk today in the bright sun, and my brother and I basically spent the whole walk trying to calculate if it was more sensible to use a single bolt or take advantage of the Warhammer High Elves’ awesome repeater bolt thrower which fires six shots at S4. We determined eventually that there is indeed a higher chance of killing knights (or whatever) by using six bolts. Mystery solved! After much math, including factoring in Lady’s Saves and things like that…

Did you ever realize just how present the piano is in the Battle of Hoth? Awesome.

The Totally Not-Canon Adventures of Flairé: His Sense of Smell is Just That Good

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Flairé: Miss Leslie? Did you find your room all right? (sniffs the air) ! Leslie?!

(sees note on the floor): The little human is ours. You can do nothing to help her, Nieron Flairé. Bow to our wishes!

I like drawing Flairé. I only wish his castle matched up to him. Oh well. If you’re wondering that is a hallway that has bedrooms and such off of it. Except you can’t see the doors because… the walls have pillars sticking out of them. That you can’t tell. Yessss. : P

I am solar powered! I must be, because the last couple of days have been beautiful! And suddenly I feel like doing things! Practicing, playing Guild Wars, cleaning up, drawing, running – I went for a run yesterday!

Flairé: Yes, I’m very proud of you. (pats head)

Yay! So now it’s kind of misty out today-

Flairé: Great West Coast weather. My fave!

-but after we get back from the Via Choralis concert in Sidney I am going for another run.

The Totally Not-Canon Adventures of Flairé: Abduction!

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THAT GUY. HE IS A NINJA.

THAT GUY. HE IS A NINJA.

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Leslie: Well, this has certainly been a weird day… I had a nap and I wake up… in Jen’s head? (shakes head) No, it has to be real. Flairé is so nice, and Flaria is such a good cook… (dark-clad figures creep in through open window and grab her) Ah!

Aaaaaah! Something happened! Oh noes!

Hold on to your instruments, things are actually going to go pretty fast from this point on. I guess I need to work on pacing more.

How do you like the attempt at moonlit floor? That’s not a moon in the upper right panel – it’s a stained glass window.

Sorry I’m late again. I was getting ready for Christine’s recital! She looked like a goddess of spring, with a light green silk gown and a silver clip in her golden hair. And she played fantastically, of course! Laura was pretty amazed at the end of the trio (Pantheon by Elizabeth Raum) because we filled the hall with so much sound.

The Totally Not-Canon Adventures of Flairé: Spazz Time

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30 seconds later:

Flaria: Oh! A person. How old is she? Does she like music? Where did you get the dress?

Flairé: Her name is Leslie, she’s 19, and she plays music everyday. We got the dress at Avumal’s place. Miss Leslie, this is my over-excitable sister Flaria.

Flaria: *eyeroll* Hello, Leslie! I’m very pleased to meet you. What do you like to eat?

Leslie: What is there?

AAAAAHHHHH IT’S A FEMALE FLAIRÉ just kidding.

Oh, yes. As soon as Flaria meets the new girl her thought is only hyper curiousity and whether she’s hungry.

This room needs a little more colour. The next time you see it, it will have some red drape-y things. Almost wasn’t going light the candles, but then I figured that it would only be natural. And I’m running out of yellow marker! : ( I will try and fix that for next week but I make no guarantees.

Oh and I don’t think the “switching back and forth” in the first frame was too successful. I will do better next time. I also forgot Flairé’s sword in the second panel. He just took it off really really fast? Those kalmaei are fast, you know.

The Totally Not-Canon Adventures of Flairé: Names, Names, Names

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Flairé: We’re going to go now, Yoeath. Unless you want to stay longer? (Leslie: Ummm… shrug?) We’re going to meet my sister and get some food. You know!

Yoeath: Get along with you then, Zelaré.

Leslie: Ummm… I thought your name was Flairé?

Flairé: Well, most people call me the son of my father. But she’s friends with my mother, so she calls me the son of my mother.

Leslie: Ohhhh…

Flairé: Bit awkward that my little brother calls himself Marteth Hciristial Zelaré, though…

Leslie: ?

…Confused yet? : P

Well, it’s not important anyway. As you can probably tell, Leslie already knows a good deal about kalmaeirin naming conventions due to hanging around me a lot. o_O7

The Totally Not-Canon Adventures of Flairé: Crowds of ‘Em

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Yoeath: Are… you staying long, little Leslie?

Leslie: I don’t know, Yoeath. I just got here, and I’m so confused…

Yoeath: That is all right. You little ones often are. Although it is not as if you come here often.

Leslie: Have many people come here?

Yoeath: Only a handful. Young Flairé takes care of them when they do.

Flairé: That’s right! There’s my fudhuindili, her fudhuindon – though I don’t think he remembers much – also a few really random people you wouldn’t know. Like Illi- Esgalwen.

Leslie: But – oh. Really?

Flairé: Yup! : )

Yoeath struggles with personal pronouns while Flairé gabbles on about people he knows while still being mysterious. It’s a problem that I, my brother, and Flairé, Gullac, Zela, and Marteth all have. Flowering bushes take forever, and I’m pleased with today’s chibis.

Cheers!

Duruflé is the best. THE BEST.

The Totally Not-Canon Adventures of Flairé: Unicorn

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Leslie: What’s that?

Flairé: A unicorn. Hey, Yoeath!

Leslie: Awwww! (goes running off – freezes suddenly as Yoeath turns and blinks at her)

Yoeath: Hello? And what is thy name?

Leslie: L-leslie

Yoeath: Thou may call me Yoeath.

(Flairé: Yo, the current usage says ‘you’ is casual, not ‘thou’… Yoeath: *blinks*)

Whoa, those flowers were a little bit of a trick. Aaaaand the background is a bunch of random squares. Whatever.

P.S. Today is both Professor Tolkien’s birthday and Epiphany! Hooray!