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 Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 4:19 pm
Ziven nodded and conjured a cup of tea for herself. Taking a drink before replying, she enjoyed its warmth. "The desire to have company." she said simply and honestly. "There is much to ponder these days. Sometimes I need a break from my own thoughts, if that makes any sense." she continued. Again she smiled brightly to him for a moment. "Do you seek the same?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 4:24 pm
Dax chuckled abit as he thought about her question
After spending sometime locked....... Dax cut himself off there. There weas no need for people to know where he had gone when he had left the RDS... Not yet anyways. ... On the road, company seems to be all I want He gave a light laugh. I find that no matter what life throws at you, the company of a good friend can solve any problem that should happen to come along he looked back to her, returning her smile as his lightly glowing purple eyes peered out over his sun glasses
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 4:38 pm
"Agreed." she said softly. Looking at him, she wondered more about the purple glow and more of his past, but did not want to question too much as she knew it may become bothersome to him. "May I ask about you? Like, why do you glow purple and such? You do not need to answer." Lowering her gaze slightly for a moment, she hoped he would realize she was curious but not wanting to offend. When she raised her eyes to him again, she showed a small smile, waiting with anticipation and genuine interest.
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 4:56 pm
Dax leaned his back aganist the rafter again, then jerked his head down abit to let his sun glasses slide down into his waiting hand, now fully exposeing his deep purple gem like eyes.
A question from a friend is one that I never mind answering. As for the purple, I am gusseing you refer to my eyes and my myst. Well, much like yourself, and your heritage, blood line and gentics gave you a certain color eyes. Much the same for myself. My family bloodline was given a gift of jewel like eyes... My own eyes, similar to that of a deep violet gem.
For the most part that was true, his family bloodline was known for its gem like eyes. By the swirling images deep within his eyes were somethig eles altogether, something he decided to keep to himself for the time being, as one never knows when unfriendly ears are listening from the shadows... A Lesson Dax once learned the hard way.
and for my purple myst... Well, lets just say thats one of the many tricks I picked up along my travels through the planes of existance He gave a light laugh and smiled over to her
((OOC - Whoop my shift here at work is over some im heading home. Post again when I can ^_^))
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 5:27 pm
Nodding, she was even more curious than before. Such amazing eyes and an interesting coincident that the mist that surrounded him would be the same color. If it was true that the soul of a person could be associated with a color, surely his would be violet. "That is amazing. Never before have I known a family to share such an incredible trait nor have I known one to have violet eyes as yours." she said with a soft giggle. Continuing, she offered a bit of herself. "I am a bit odd myself but the reasons for such are unknown. It may be thought that my hair is a trait of my people but I do not deny that the color of my hair is not natural. Usually blue, I am feeling a bit down and decided to stick with green for a while. Though it may sound odd .. I find colors that are perceived to be unusual to nature to be interesting about people, especially when said supposed unusual color happens to be natural." she finished, again smiling brightly. Taking another sip of tea, she let silence hang in the air to see what else Dax may wish to discuss, feeling that she had said to much.
(Ooc: No worries ^^ I gotta get headed home from work pretty soon here also. whee )
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 5:34 pm
colors, an engima in their own being. In one aspect they can look to be the most beautiful thing in the world, but that beauty my also hide dangers... Take a rose for instance. Be plain sight along, it looks simply beautiful... Dax slowly brough his hands together infront of his chest, the slowly pulled them apart to reveal a rose, formed out of the purple myst
but if one if not careful, they will find the thorns to be something other then beauty.
Dax laughed abit, then flicked his wrists to send the image of the rose floating off into thousands of peices then soon vanishsed from sight all together
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 5:41 pm
"Indeed. But with care and knowledge, one may be able to tame that which is unfavorable else learn of what they must perpetually avoid." she said calmly with a smile. Extending her right hand, she held her thumb and forefingers together, as if she were holding something. A white rose with its thorns cut off came in to existence in that moment and she offered the flower to him. "A blossom for a kind heart." she said, nodding her head.
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 5:47 pm
Dax raised his hands then waved the around the the single white rose for a few moments as his myst flowed from his hands consuming the rose all together. Within a few moments the myst cleared to show the single white rose, surrounded by 11 other purrple thronless roses
And a dozen blossom's for a pure heart
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 6:11 pm
She climed into the bar in the form of an adorable little kitten. She hopped from the window and looked around. Every thing seemed so big as a kitten, that at first she was a little bit afriad. She carfully went to the couch and curled up, listening to everything in the room.
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 6:13 pm
-She returned to the bar a third time. She should have moved on now, but what she was searching for....she had found. all for it to be dead to her. {2 years of searching, and it wasen't even worth it} she thought to herself. "Well, what must i do now?" her tone was somewhat harsh, yet still as sweet as a harps smooth bellow in a humble forest. She twirled out of her cloke, it cascading down her back to a small pile on the floor. She was clad in tight leather pants, an a leather bustier, her skin, the pale lavender accented the shine from the small ammount of light off of her clothing, and her shimmery white hair flowed freely over her shoulders and down to the small of her back. she observed her surroundings and smiled her signature seductive smileat the people around her, before finding a nice table and sitting down-
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 6:14 pm
Ziven blushed at this gesture. "N-no one has given me flowers before." she said softly, accepting them from him. Innocent blue eyes looked at him with question and a little sorrow. "What does one say? Your kindness is refreshing and greatly appreciated." she said softly, lowering her gaze again to the flowers before inhaling their scent.
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 6:18 pm
One does not give a gift to a friend, with intentions of receiveing something in return. Nothing is needed to be said, as your smile has said it all... As to see a smile upon the lips of a friend is surely one of hte greatest gifts in all existance
Dax smiled over to her, then looked down to the room at the new people to the rom.
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 6:22 pm
Gently touching the petals, she again inhaled their scent. The cup of tea in her lap disappeared and she instead laid the flowers length wise in its place. "Again I thank you. I shall put these in water in my home, I will return shortly." she said, bobbing her head. With a small pop, she was gone.
(Ooc: Home time - I'll be back in about a half hour ^^;; )
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 6:22 pm
She watched Ziven and Dax with her icy blue eyes, her tail moving back and forth angrily. 'How horrid people are...' she thought to herself before curling into a ball.
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