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 Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2007 7:43 am
A Private RP Betweeeeeen
Doodle's Pretty Lady Ama
`Swirlys' "beautiful" Harij
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2007 7:44 am
Harij stood at the bottom of a grassy hill and simply gazed about quietly. He wasn’t really in the mood to deal with wind and the blustering of his mane so, he stood… at the bottom of the hill. The other advantage to his hiding spot was the fact that nobody was liable to see him unless they came from the other side and he could easily bolt away if the idea of company wasn’t really appealing to him. A small ghost of a smile danced across his face before a sigh escaped. Living alone had been a good decision for him, the noise of his herd had made the stallion even more withdrawn and silent over the passing of time. His adoptive niece, Flossy, had even accused him of being more sullen than her.
Didn’t they understand?
Harij was just quiet. His raising had been different than others because although his family had at one time loved and appreciated him, there had always been a wall of not being good enough, not being just.. Enough. For example… No, time would tell soon enough what about Harij had been his shortcomings. Lifting his nose and breathing deeply, the stallion realized that in his reverie someone was about to happen upon him…
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2007 10:40 am
With the seasons changing, the land did as well, her hooves now had to get used to dew slicked grass, she eyed it with a snort. Tossing her mane, vibrant violet eyes scanned about as she land, the rolling hills before her made her sigh slightly. "Hmp." She flicked her tail.
Her wings opened, the wind ruffled them. She enjoyed that feeling, her wings gave a graceful flap, begging to be used, she took a running start and with that, she was up in the sky. Skirts flapping, though as her hat threatened to fly away without her, she lowered once more, a bit grumpy by it.
Landing in the center of the hills, lower center a stallion stood, her interests were perked. A brow arched as she shook slightly.
Lady was not native to these lands, she somehow had gotten on one of the ships that had been broughten to these land, she looked to the skys. It was best that way, not as if she had anyone back home that would mourn her missing, this was her new home.
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2007 4:11 pm
Harij looked up the hill to see a mare standing at the top. She was rather interesting in appearance, not that he had ever been one to judge the appearance of another since for the longest time he had cursed the henna that ran over him like a pox.
Well, it hadn’t been his first sighting of the mare when she was ontop of the hill but more of the dot of her flying before landing. The dress and hat were easy to explain closer up but in the sky the silhouette was an interesting one. Two ears pricked forward curiously, pondering if he would say anything or not.
When their eyes met one of his ears pricked back, but instead of calling out Harij decided to just wait and see what was to be.
Amber eyes danced appreciatively across her in a purely simple appraisal. It seemed like her wings were tipped with lace and the hat she wore was uniquely hers. Reminded him of one of his crazy aunts at home, although her hat hadn’t been as well kept or … anywhere near as stylish.
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2007 4:41 pm
She turned and fixed her skirts, she wasn't one of those mares that fretted on their looks and such, but she wasn't going to just let them fall into the gutter either.
She made her way down the hill, skidding slightly, the shade of the hill had kept the dew fresh still. Her wings opened every time she was threatened with losing her balance, it looked a bit awkward but she wasn't one to fall on her face willingly.
The stallion before her had a intricate pattern of an pale autumn hue, it was lovely from what she could see so far. She'd met few from her arrival to these foreign lands, and besides the stallion before her, so far they'd been plain in personality, with no real spunk. She hoped that today, she'd find someone with a least a bit more assurance of who they were.
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2007 10:28 pm
Harij politely averted his eyes while the mare fixed her skirts, it wouldn’t do just to be gawking as someone fixed their clothing. At least nobody stared at two-leggers…
Curiosity made the stallion watch as she slid her way down the hill. Mountain climbing had made him rather adapt at with footing, but certain things still eluded him. Such as downhill slants in streams. Rocks and water never made it very easy.
Part of him desired to be able to speak and the rest of him was just so accustomed to not speaking until it was necessary. That made up much of Harij, a hulking quiet so, why go out of one’s comfort zone til you were sure that it was for the best? A fain smile played on his muzzle as she settled and his head bobbed in greeting.
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2007 1:22 pm
She noted that it was indeed a beautiful pattern as she made her way towards him, head tilted slightly upwards, a proud chin rising pose. Her wings shimmered in the sunlight that fell into the secluded area, she bowed her head in greetings.
"Hello.." She spoke, she wasn't one to hold her tongue when she had something to say. Her voice held a slight twangy accent it, a mingle of the high seasons she spent in england, and the lazy summers in Scotland, but when the movement had happened, she'd been accidentally transfered on the wrong ship.
A new adventure ensured now.
Brilliant violet eyes traveled over his form, tight braids, shiney coat, unclouded eyes. Beautiful.
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2007 1:59 pm
Harij once again shifted his weight from one leg to the other, trying to decide how still he wanted to be with her. Sometimes strangers came upon him and he was able to disappear like smoke, but this wasn’t one of those days.
At her bowing, his own head dipped politely before speaking in the soft deep voice, “Hello to you to. I am Harij.” Sooner or later he ended up giving out his name so it didn’t really make much sense to not share with others just what precisely his name was. Smiling again with a bit of effort, he looked her over more closely.
Was it rude to “look someone over?” Hell if he knew.
Creamy coat, sparkling purple eyes, delicate wings, and a certain air of intelligence. Perhaps perfection?
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Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 7:02 pm
She continued to make her way towards him, her movements were graceful, she didn't waste energy on steps unneeded. No, energy was to be saved, and conserved for more dire needs.
" I am Lady Amarantha Cromwell..Call me what you choose." She smiled, "Harji, what an exotic name...suits you well. Beautiful, and exotic." She didn't worry about stepping over some invisible line, she was supposed to be prim and proper, and well in ways she was, but then again, she liked to push her luck with her sense of raw adventure. Death wasn't something this mare feared, nor worried about.
The breeze danced over the land, her ear flickered slightly as if listening to the world around them. She'd stop moving, standing slightly closer than she most likely should, she took a step back. She didn't want to crowd him.
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Posted: Sat Oct 13, 2007 11:37 am
Her movements had a certain grace that Harij knew he lacked. His frame was a medium-tall height, and rather thin. Sometime the stallion knew his gaits probably came off a bit too gangly.
“Lady Amarantha Cromwell? It suits you miss, but I think Ama is enough for a humble being as myself.” The words came and went with a bit of almost grit to them. Harij really wasn’t used to meshing words together in an elegant way, but it got easier. Once again the amber eyes scanned over the mare’s petite frame and pretty eyes. She was going to make today interesting at least… Not in a bad way of course..
“Beautiful and Exotic? Ama, I do believe that you give me more credit than is do. Your looks surprass mine… but is that what matters?” His smile was friendly and a bit teasing.. Now to see what she was really like…
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Posted: Sat Oct 13, 2007 12:49 pm
She tossed her head back and sent him an almost devilsh grin, "No, looks dont matter really. Looks have really nothing to do with anothers personality some say, but I believe they do have a bit of helping a person sculpt themself.."
"Ama? I like that, havent ever been called that before. " She laughed slightly, she sent him a look as he called himself humble. She fluttered her wings slightly as she looked to the sky, crystal clear. "Its going to be cold tonight.." She said out of the blue.
She smiled at him, "What do you do around here alone? Pester butterflies.." She now teased him.
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Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2007 3:50 pm
Harij smiled slightly, he was used to the ladies of his homeland smiling that way at his brother or other family members… but never him. “Do they now? So tell me, what did your looks sculpt you into, Ama?” His voice had a hint of teasing and more than a bit of curiosity.
His eyes scanned the sky for a moment, feeling the slight bite the wind was picking up as the minutes leisurely went on by, “Do you think so?” Normally, Harij couldn’t hold a good conversation with a tree… His tongue must have loosened a bit.
“Pester butterflies? No, I find that they prefer to harass me.” A slight wink then more silence before, “What brought you here?”
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2007 3:16 am
"Into an adventurous rule breaking, truth seeking lady." She smiled, she liked to push the boundries, she looked so prim and proper, that all her life she'd been bent and pushed into the proper place, that she rather enjoyed breaking free and tossing the rules aside now and then. "Why be alive if one is going to wilt in its rays with rules and the ideas of how they should be from another?" She smiled, Oh she liked him already she thought with a laugh.
"The cloudless sky leaves it open to the cold weather, without clouds to keep some of the warmth in. So yes.." She knew that didnt sound to sure, but she'd relied on that many times before and it usually provided to be true.
She laughed and smiled, "I was exploring..Getting a little mud on these hooves." She got a slight cocky smile now, she really liked to find all there is to find in life.
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Posted: Tue Oct 23, 2007 5:31 am
Oh boy, another repressed lady out on the lamb. The idea made Harij grin for a moment. Okay, so she was the only one he knew out truly seeking adventure. Just one of his herdmates had a hard time in the past and now she rolled around in mud to be naughty. His amber eyes lit up mischievously for a moment, trying to decide if he should behave or not. The lanky stallion knew that his combats with words never ended well, but something made him want to talk more.
Her explanation made him shake his head for a moment, then blink. Well, who was he to know anything? Not one day of his life had been spent off the ground, not one single day. Too bad though.
“Getting mud on your hooves? Now … aren’t there other more fun places to get mud onto?” At least, Harij’s hooves -always- had mud on them. Were girls immune to mud?
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