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Padding over to the other Sentinel, she poked her nose at him inquiringly.
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His ears perked, sniffling slightly as well. Greetings. He rose slightly, curious as he hadn't actually met others of his kind yet. A little unsure he bowed his head slightly in respect as he would to others Mintaka had introduced. Tiresias is what I am called. He stepped back a moemnt to sneeze, clearing away the pollen. Sorry!
Mintaka rifled around, producing a book and glancing through it a moment. A soft growl came from her, mumbling something about bad handwriting. |
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There was a scuffling under the couch, and a gold eye glowed faintly among the dustbunnies.
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Samsara perked, breaking from ehr normal watchguard stance, and disengaged ehr attention from the Sentinels. They were busy... and being adults, less lsightly to snuff all voer ehr with cold wet noses or lick her.
...she hadn't forgiven Tiresias yet for that when he was young. She glided down, landing on the floor and peering under. WHat's that? She didn't suspect it was a living dustbunny... but it COULD be a spy or something. Or... just a dream hiding. The nightmare peered, looking and squishing down. She hated dirt and dust. gonk |
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ninja *peers*
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Blink. Blink-blink. "Who's you?"
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She was amused by his formality. So much like her father. I am called Antietem She introduced, sneezing a bit at the pollen herself. My dreamer has a horrid fascination for a human war, as my name implies.
((Prox: Please name the mars baby Shiloh}} |
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Tiresias nodded, chuckling quietly. Mine has a fascination for odd things. Says my name came form some philosopher or somehting... oddly used in a song as well. He stretched a bit, walking around her once. Forgive me... I've not known others like us before now. A slight grin though as his tail flicked.
Well, soemthign was there. She stepped back, peering more. "Samsara," she litled. "Yourself? And why hiding?" She thougth she saw something, but wasn't sure. Kashmir unlooped from Mintaka to do another lazy round, relaxing. Mintaka sipped tea, humming quietly. |
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Reaper lounged on the ground, stretching out his full impressive length as he allowed Ophi to curl around his paw. Licking her gently over her small mane he purred rumblingly.
She bounded to her feet, turning around to meet him as he circled her. Snickering slightly she whipped her tail about her and pranced a bit. I've spent more time with my father and my Dreamers rather sprawling family. But that's not been all bad. We seem a rather scattered lot. Where did you come from? Who were your parents? |
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((Done!))
"Hiding fun," and the vague form clicked merrily. "I is - am? Etoile. You hide now? You found." |
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More perplexing then the elder she lived with or his progreny indeed. She considered, nodded and took wing, looking for a suitable space in the bookshelf where some boks were stacked oddly and squished in.
It was better then the freezer she was accidentally closed in by Tireasias too. Though it was nice and cold, she didn't appreciate the darkness. Though with the way it was getting warm... She hushed ehrself mentally and tried not to be too obvious, shuffling in tighter. It felt odd... but she was curious about this one. May as well play the game, no? He shook hsi head slightly. Never met them. I was born into my Dreamer's house, with the dreams she keeps. The nightmare of ice and red, and the daydream. Two toehrs but one has moved, the other... seeks mate. Tiresias shrugged slightly. We are together but not often, all making sure she keeps out fo too much trouble. A definite grin. Live out in the plains though. Quiet there, but pretty. His red eyes gazed outside. Kashmir circled Reaper and Ophelia a bit, watching them in a lazy glide. The daydream seemed so... small. And something else too. |
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Etoile shuffled out from under the couch. "I am looking now," the Dream said loudly, and shook both of her sets of wings out. Ithad been cramped under that couch. She flapped up tothe arm of the couch and peered/sensed around the perimeter of the room, looking for likely spots.
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Reaper eyed the circling one with a friendly glance. His tail tracked lazily back and forth briefly and then he yawned a bit, starting to groom himself now.
Opelia lifted her head slightly, bright eyes blinking calmly. She sent out a soothing emote and then flicked her whisp of a tail. Outside? She looked where he was and wondered briefly. *I have not seen much out there. Just right outside. Is the area you wander under the main dreamer's seal? |
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Samsara was peering ery carefully, and stifled a gasp at the sigt fo the other. Was that--
She wasn't crazy was she? What was she looking at? She ahdn't ever seen it in all her or Mintaka's studies, not even mentioned as a rumor. Whatever it was... it was ratehr pretty and colorful. But that still didn't answer her question. Mintaka glanced up, almost dropping her book in the process. Her grey eyes watched, glancign occasionally to the book but drawn by the... sparkliness. And the fact it was... well, different. Kashmir sent a greeting to both, landing in front of them now and inched over curiously. Not sure... it is an outlying post once abandoned but now cared for once more. Quiet though. Make the trek from there to here without problem. Perhaps we shoudl go out into the gardens at least? He flicked his tail, rising to peer out at the clear sky. |
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Chae was likewise taken aback by the appearance of Etoil.
Shiloh looked up and trilled. Tottering tentatively in that direction she balanced precariously on stilt like appendages. Flapping in an ungainly way she tried to propel herself afloat. Corinth trilled her encouragement, gliding a few feet away and dancing backward as if encouraging her on, but it was not to corinth she toddled, but towards the shiny looking one. *Out? Is it secure?* she sounded less fearful than curious. |
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