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Post by Tear.dr0ps on Nov 26, 2006 13:00:40 GMT -5
Spook
With a slight sniker he was gladly to answer his question. He smirekd and lashed out into the air in warning, no making contact with any. The dark hued bronco stood firm as he dodged the weak strick from the other drake. He let his vision go fully opened as he turned to Constantine. You, know him He paused for a moment before returning his attention to the other bronc. I suggest you saty away from Constantine stag, she belongs with the darks, not the peasants as you. Rolling his visions he sounded in disgust.
Spook looked upon the glistening snow and all of it's wonders. He stood smirking as he glared at him Constantine i didn't, i didn't touch him, but you on ther other hand?.
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Post by [Masque];; on Nov 26, 2006 14:46:00 GMT -5
The stag paused his movement for a moment. Dark? Constaintine was a dark? His eyes moved to her as he looked at her in surprise. Shrugging this off he looked at the other stallion. His own dapple gray bod shifted. His eyes Still glareing. WHat is that supposed to mean? he asked, looking at the bite mark the other had left on him. Squaring his frame up to the other, he cocked his head. Constantine didn't seem to have much to say about this Spook Charater. She didn't seem to want to be with him. Maybe that was just the dark way.
Wait, no it wasn't. Apollo was born a dark but chose to take the light path. His mother and father loved eachother very much. Pushing his past aside he spoke. Is it so wrong for her to have fun? he asked, in a polite tone; though it was drenched with agrivation.
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Post by collisian on Nov 26, 2006 15:12:07 GMT -5
the flame kissed ess watched the two. why was Spook making such a big deal wabout her belonging with the darks. it wasn't like he was a light. visionaries shifted from one brute to the other wondering where this conversation would go. Spook we were just playing she quivered as the snow fell dow heavier and heavier like hail yet the snow remained soft. the harlot watched Spook. me on the other hand? her tones sounded like confusement yet they were icey and a bit rude
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Post by Tear.dr0ps on Nov 26, 2006 15:30:51 GMT -5
His tone changed into a rude and snappy tone. Just forget it. As his vocals rang out he gave a rear and this time attacked the drake. He rearing and came down upon his back showing no mercy and slashed his audlits back as he did so. He tried grabbing his neck also in hoping he would get the message. He continued by back up and whirling around. He gave one final buck and he disappeard into the night of the forest. His dep bay coat dull and dirty as he galloped into the forest.
But spook did not leave. He ran a mlie down and the crept into the forest and watched the two intrested in what they would do. He smirked. This fool was a pitty to watch though, and so was constantine. But he truly was the fool. but he kept scilent and remained from shoing himselfThe breeze also shifted the other way so neither of the could smeel his presence.
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Post by collisian on Nov 26, 2006 15:44:41 GMT -5
a sharp cry escaped her vocalc chords as she watched Spook attack Apollo. she moved toward the two and striked out at Spook as she reared yet he fleed so quickly she failed to strike him. as the bay brute left she moved closer to Apollo her mug nudging his shoulder. are you alright? her tones not sweet but there was some careness in her voice. audits were laced still aware Spook may be around. her attention once again on Apollo she awaited his reply.
honestly it would be wise for her to leave. hanging around this brute she just met was not a good thing. Spook may just kick her out of the land and she'd be homeless. truth be told Spook was the best lord she had had so far. she pushed the thoughts aside and focused on the silver drake. she did have some feelings for the steed or she wouldn't waste her time seeing if he was alright or try and strike her lord
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Post by Tear.dr0ps on Nov 26, 2006 16:10:39 GMT -5
His visions were wide. He was furious. She was a poser all this time! She claimed to be a dark and she acted and impersonated one well, but she was definatly no mare of his any longer. His broad shoulders broke the trees open clearing a path as the throns struck his legs and chest. He desended deep into the forest hearing the lupins and predators along the surface as he crushed their dens and homes. He didn't care. He wasn't usualy a stallion for feelings but his heart never really was broken before. Before this anyways.
Blinded by the tears upon his facile her lunched through the forest, try to escape, escape form here, and to leave and go back to the place he came from. He gave a final low call t anyone around, annoucing his exiting and he would not be back. And then just in a blink of and eye, he desended out into world out into the fields of this place called Sky Painted Fields.
//he'll be in Salty Beach//
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Post by collisian on Nov 26, 2006 16:14:48 GMT -5
ooc: i'll reply in salty beach but here we will wait for masque
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Post by Tear.dr0ps on Nov 26, 2006 16:16:32 GMT -5
kk, i need to make the post
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Post by [Masque];; on Nov 29, 2006 19:47:04 GMT -5
ooc[ SORRY GUYS! It snowed so much that the power went out, and I couldn't get on the computer. Or well, I could get on the laptop but there was no internet! I was deprived and almost killed myself xD]
Fine. his low vocals flowed. His eyes met constnatines. You'd better go, though. He seems mad. Maybe I'll see you again? His inquirry may never be a yes, but he had to ask. He wanted to see Constantine again. Moveing his body away from the slender frame of the femmora, he bowed his head. Au revoir. He said, bidding her goodbye. I'll find you, some way some how. he said. His politeness failed as he spoke. But, until then you must go, find your Lord. He smiled weakly, not wanting her to go. He couldn't love her though. SHe was a dark, not a light like him. It could never be. INfact, it would be forbidden by the king. Yet, he couldn't shake the feeling of fondness for her. It's not love. he told himself.
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Post by Tear.dr0ps on Nov 29, 2006 22:02:32 GMT -5
{masque will you go and post in can you mend his broken heart in the beach(i think)}
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Post by [Masque];; on Nov 29, 2006 22:42:16 GMT -5
ooc[ With Apollo, or Masquerade?]
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Post by Tear.dr0ps on Nov 29, 2006 22:48:29 GMT -5
ooc: Masqueh! please
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