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Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2013 7:36 pm
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"How did you become such a sweet stallion, Braven?" Aysria questioned him, putting her own book down and turning more in his direction. Her hand still rested on his, and it took her a moment before she realized it still rested there.
"Sorry about that," she blushed, moving her hand off of his, as much as she regretted it. She had enjoyed the feel of his hand, even if it was only for a split second. "My dream reading is wonderful. It's nice to learn what certain dreams mean. If you ever have a bad dream or a dream you think means something, I can probably tell you what it is. I've been studying up on bad dreams all week. Next week I'll probably move on to geography or something else," the Ista explained, looking over at his books. "Do you need help with your research?"
He probably wants you to shush so he can do his own research.
She admired the fact that he tried to help families with their issues since not many people were willing to do a job like that. It made her wonder if he had some sort of family issue of his own that made him want to work to fix others. Whatever the reason was, she respected him for it and would assist in anyway she could if he allowed it.
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 4:45 pm
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"I will have to look into starting up something like that. It might even help people," she nodded, already coming up with ideas for it. She had never really thought of doing something like he suggested, but now that she thought about it she might even enjoy doing something like that. It would give her more reason to continue her studies on dreams, and she could help people in the process. It seemed like a winning situation to her.
"Would you be willing to help me with it? I mean, if I really did start it?" Aysria asked nervously, running her hand through her hair with her free hand. "I know starting a business is hard, and since you have experience and all, I mean.." she stumbled out, blushing at how awkward she was being. "I'll just stop talking now before I embarrass myself more," she finally finished.
"I do hope you don't work yourself too hard. It wouldn't be healthy for you or the foals that come to you. Do you speak to anyone when something upsets you?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 11, 2013 8:11 pm
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Aysria smiled happily at his encouragement, pleased that he thought she had a chance at it. Reaching over, she blushed and hugged the stallion quickly, not wanting things to get too awkward as she hugged him. She was just happy to have someone believe in her for once.
"I'll gladly assist you and anyone else you send my way, Braven. Not sleeping isn't healthy for anyone, especially someone like you who has to help so many," she said, blushing lightly at his comment about sleeping with him. "It would be very rude and very blunt of me to ask such a question as that. I don't even think I'd be able to ask it without turning red, especially since I'm not even good at flirting," the Ista laughed softly.
"I-if you'd like, you could come talk to me if you needed to. I could help you with your dreams or whatever you needed. That is, if you'd want my help," she muttered, stumbling over a few words nervously.
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Posted: Fri Jan 11, 2013 10:31 pm
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"Trust me, I wouldn't have." Aysria paused for a moment as what she said actually registered in her brain. "I m-mean, that's not what I meant. Y-you're a very handsome stallion, I mean, it would be - oh I give up," she blushed profusely, covering her face in embarrassment. She sounded like a blubbering idiot, and on top of that had probably insulted him. Today was just not her day at all.
"I would gladly help you out with whatever problem you had, and I'm not doing it because you thought I would be good at it or anything. I had honestly never thought of doing something like that, and the suggestion was a very good one. I do believe I would enjoy it a lot," she muttered, her face still in her hands to hide the very obvious, dark red blush that had crept onto her face.
"It's fine that you're being forward and open. It's much better than my fumbling speech," she laughed nervously, still hiding her face for fear that she would just say something stupid again the moment she looked at him.
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