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 Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2009 7:11 pm
This RP is between Arcadia (Insane_Whisper) and Khajag (Leez0rz). 
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2009 7:20 pm
It was not particularly the best day to take a casual walk around, but Khajag did not seem to mind the weather too much. It was early evening, and the day was getting dark. Dark rain clouds loomed low on the sky, drizzling cool rain down on the earth. The air was chilly, that sought to steal the heat away from the body. It didn't bother the stallion too much.
From time to time, he would shudder from a particularly cool gust of wind. His hair was starting to plaster to his face and neck from being exposed for a period time to the rain. It reminded a bit of home, being a bit more accustomed to the cold weather and rain. The ground was getting wet from all the rain, and started to cling to his hooves. He didn't think too much of his health, or where he was going. He was just aimlessly wandering, enjoying the pretty gloomy weather.
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2009 7:52 pm
The rain. God not the rain. An annoyed look crossed the females as her eyes looked up at the sky, the dark eyes looking at the sky. Wet. She was going to be wet because of the sky's lovely choice to cry on her. Just the thought of the sky crying on her made her cring lightly and she picked up her pace, seeking shelter under a tree somewhere. Why should she stand out in the rain? Well she wasn't, Arcadia decided with a light snort. So she walked and walked until she spotted a figure ahead of her. Her ears pinned back on her head as she rose her head to look further ahead. She was probably just imagining things.
A cold wind blew by, shaking her to the bone and she shuddered, a sigh leaving her lips. She needed to find somewhere to get out of the rain before the sky's released it's furry on the earth. God forbid that the rain wait for her to be out of this, somewhere. "Stupid rain...Stupid wind...." She murmured softly and soon spotted a tree. The figure she saw seemingly disappeared from her sight but hell, she wasn't about to give up her shelter to some stranger. Let them freeze. She was going to be warm...well sorta. She snorted lightly and picked up her pace, a slight jog in a sense and soon she was hidden under the cover of the tree. "Water be gone...." She hissed lightly and shook, her hair transitioning to the other side in slow tantalizing slide before she stood, dripping wet and trembling. She wasn't so sure if there was anyone else near the tree so she peered around and even looked up at the canopy. Call her over cautious but she was just watching her own skin.
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2009 11:54 pm
Khajag continued to walk in whatever direction he was facing, enjoying as the droplets of rain dancing skin. The cold rain was effectively stealing body heat from the stallion, and as another gust blew by, he tensed up, and shivered. Maybe it was not the best idea.. to take a stroll in this kind of weather. The stallion was thoroughly drenched, and he could feel the cold sinking in. Not only was he wet, but he was starting to get a bit muddy.
The stallion decided it was definitely time to find shelter and wait out the rain. He looked around, seeing that all of the deciduous trees have shed their leaves, leaving sparse evergreens in the area. Peering around, he caught sight of another soquili under the cover of the tree and saw that as a possible opportunity to seek shelter, seeing everything else did not shelter enough from the rain, or the branches were too low to get under. He cautiously approached, not knowing how the other soquili would react to him approaching.
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Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2009 6:03 am
A shiver ran through the female once more and she huffed, tossing her head to rid her hair of the particles of rain. Water and Arcadia did not get along. Seeing that no one around, she sighed and hung her head to sniff the grass under her feet. The tree would offer mind protection from the wind and rain but it was still only a tree. Her lips drew back in light sneer and she rose her head away from the disgusting grass. Someone had stomped it into the ground and she could have been the one to. She was taught to glade as she walked as if she was floating but her mother never taught her more then the beauty tips and secrets. That streak of arrogance ran through the family.
A twig snapped and she turned quickly, swinging her whole body with her to face the source. Another Soquili was heading right for the tree. Her tree. A soft sneer crossed her lips and she rose her head, her ears pinned back. Might as well wait till the stallion was closer to berate him. A sharp tongue she had and she knew how to use it but that was all she had. She was a smaller mare so you could nearly just push her and she was over. So in other words, she was all talk and no action. Unless you pushed her to the point of a physical altercation.
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Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2009 7:01 pm
Khajag continued to more towards the tree, seeing it was the best cover in the area... or so it seemed. Maybe if he walked passed it, there would be more alongside of that tree. He lowered his head a bit, his wet bangs moved to cover a part of his face.
The stallion was close enough to the other soquili to distinguish that it was a pretty little mare. Of course, he was walking as he was observing her, and didn't seem to notice gnarled root nearing his hooves. His thoughts were along the lines of, "How does she do her hair" to "She's gorgeous" and so on, that he tripped over the strong root. He froze up and feeling his hoof collapse underneath him, taking him down into the muddy ground. His torso and front legs were now extremely muddy and some had splashed into his hair. The stallion could only hope that she didn't notice, he thought with a bright blush on his cheeks, avoiding any eye contact.
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 4:16 am
Soon he neared and she decided against it. Arcadia would not talk to him. She would have the upper hand of course. A soft yawn left her lips and she knew the rain was the cause. It always made her sleepy. But a thunk made her turn to see the stallion fall to his knees and mud spray up on him. A soft sneer crossed her features as she stepped out of the way of the spraying mud. Might as well avoid getting dirty herself. Dirt and the mare did not get along. She raised an eyebrow at the clumsy stallion and cocked her head to the side.
"Have you been walking long?" She questioned, a edge of sarcasm in her tone. Of course he had been walking for a bit. He was a fine looking stallion, that was for sure but she had no interest in making a new buddy at the moment. Maybe if she mocked him enough he would flee to be under his mothers derrie aire. They all did at one point. That was why the female was still single. A sharp tongue with a bite to match it sometimes scared those prospectors away. Not that she cared. Let them run and cower.
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 10:39 pm
Khajag was embarrassed still. He lowered his head further, shadowing most of his face by his bangs. Her question only added more to his embarrassment. The stallion peeked out from behind his bangs and frowned a bit. "I suppose.. not?" He said softly, kind of confused what brought on this sudden clumsiness. Maybe it was all this rain... and getting stuck in his head. Gah-- He noticed that he was getting caught in his thoughts again before returning his attention back on the mare.
"I hope it amused you at least?" He said with a soft smile, looking at her. The stallion didn't mind a little humor on himself.
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Posted: Sat Nov 28, 2009 4:09 pm
Khajag blinked, and peeked from under his bangs to gaze upon her again in slight confusion. He was kind of confused what brought her to laugh, and could only smile kind of awkwardly in return to her laughter. "Oh?" His ears flickered back at her last comment. "I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to almost get you dirty." He said, looking down at the ground guiltily. The stallion decided to stay in the rain for a bit to wash off the mud from his body. He was thankful that she was allowing him some space to come into the shelter.
The stallion entered the shelter, slightly shivering from the coolness of the rain and the wind chill. "Did you not expect the rain?" He asked curiously, catching a bit of what she grumbled. "By the way, I'm Khajag." He said with a soft smile, glancing at her before looking outside to watch the rain fall. "A-and thanks for letting me in."
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Posted: Sun Nov 29, 2009 4:19 pm
(11<---Number in case the posts gets messed up. DX)
At his apology Arcadia smirked lightly and glanced at him before sighing lightly and glancing out once more. "You are forgiven I suppose. No harm done for the moment." Princess, yes she was but who could blame her. She was raised as one of those spoiled brats but she was one of the few brats that acted out for attention since her parents were too interested in their selves. So you could say she was the result. She didn't bother to look over at him after the apology feeling she had no reason to. She didn't notice the guilty look on his features and probably would be oblivious to the fact that it was. But she was surprised he didn't move into the shelter under the trees as she moved oh so nicely for him to come under. The dark orbs turned towards him and she cocked a light brow, wondering why he was still out in the rain. It was freezing still.
Once he moved under the tree, she sighed looking at her hoofs. Her ears flickered forward at his comment about the rain. She nodded her head lightly with a light sneer. "I hate the rain to expect it would be silly but I guess I am just oblivious to what the signs of rain." That was an understatement. Always locked up in her own head, her own dream world, she barely was one to get out of it. Khajag. The word rolled around her head and she frowned slightly at the sound. Unique it was. To be socially kind, she sighed lightly. "Arcadia....Nice to meet you Khajag." The name was foreign on her tongue and she frowned lightly before mentally shrugging it off. His name was a tad bit weird but no complaints there. She snorted lightly at his words and glanced away. "I didn't let you in...It look dryer over here then there." No way was she going to say she let him in. That was like giving a cat a bath.
//Ohseesee: So cute. 83//
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Posted: Sun Nov 29, 2009 4:55 pm
(( Yes, very cute. :3 ))
Hearing the mare accept his apology, the stallion immediately felt better. His ears perked back up as he raised his head to look around the small area. He tried his best to keep his own soaked form to himself, so that the mare may stay dry. His whole body was soaked with the rain water, and in some areas, he was still a bit dirty from the mud.
The stallion nodded. "Yeah, I can hardly tell the signs either. I don't really mind the rain though." He said with a light smile. "It reminds me of my home." The stallion looked to the mare when she introduced herself. "ah-- What a pretty name. Arcadia." He said out loud, but then blushed a bit realizing he said that out loud. "Ah-- I mean, it is a pleasure to meet you." He said quickly, lowering his head a bit, hiding his face again under the curtain of his wet hair, which plastered to the side of his face. "Still, thank you. I appreciate it." He said with a light blush again.
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Posted: Sun Nov 29, 2009 6:34 pm
Well she hated the rain. Arcadia hated alot of things. Some said she was bitter and some said she was naive but whichever was the case, she was herself. Which was a hell of alot to her dignity. What was left of it since her run in with the huge stallion who gave her a tongue lashing she wouldn't forget. Home? For some strange reason she was curious about this stallion but her pride wouldn't allow her to ask the small question; where was his home? Where was his family? Did he have a family? Ignorant little questions that a school girl would ask. But by no means was she a damned school girl. As he spoke her name, she felt a feeling rising in her chest and she flushed lightly before snorting softly. Why the hell was she blushing? So what if her name was nice.
She sighed lightly, blowing the air out of her cheeks before glancing back at him nodding lightly. "Yeah it is a nice name....It means Paradise in something...Or so my mother told me....or..." She snorted slightly frustrated with her rambling and glanced away, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. "You walked in here. I didn't help you in here so there is no reason to thank me." She stated bluntly, her brow furrowing.
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Posted: Sun Nov 29, 2009 7:53 pm
Khajag stole a glance at the mare, before pausing for a moment, seeing the mare blush. Now what caused that?! He thought curiously. The stallion started to space out while looking at the mare. His thoughts followed the idea that Arcadia was certainly pretty when she blushed.
When she spoke, she drew him out of his head. His eyes became focused again, before blinking, wondering if he had spaced out. He had only caught a little of her statement. "Oh? I'm sure she named you fittingly then." He said with a smile, complimenting the mare without a thought whether she would appreciate it or not. "My mother named me after the color of my eyes, or she at least thought my eyes were blue. She had heard it was some sort of human tongue called Armenian." The stallion looked at the mare with concern apparent in his eyes. "A-are you okay?" He could sense she was getting frustrated. The stallion just smiled, allowing the conversation to leave it as it is. He already thanked her twice, and he didn't need to reiterate it more than twice.
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Posted: Sun Nov 29, 2009 8:30 pm
A small silence was between them and Arcadia flushed once more. What was he thinking? Probably that she was a bubbling idiot. But that was as apparent as the green of her coat. As he did speak Arc casted a glance at him and raised a slight eyebrow, but a soft pleased smile was on her lips. He thought it fitted her? Paradise? Her? She was nothing like paradise. That's what everyone told her. Naive, Bratty, all about me attitude. But that was a muse. A disguise. Barely anyone got pass her wall. It was like China's. To keep everything out and everything in. As he spoke about his eyes, her own dark ones looked at him and noticed they weren't blue but a palish green. Two leggers? She snorted in disgust, her ears flickering back. She hated the two leggers with a passion. But she regained her composure and smiled faintly at the male. At his question, her eyes narrowed. Of course she was okay. Why? Did she look not okay? She did a quick look around herself, and sighed.
"I'm fine." She grumbled lightly. "Rain is giving me a headache..." She lied.
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Posted: Sun Nov 29, 2009 10:01 pm
Khajag only thought of how pretty the mare looked when she flushed. There could never be a negative thought to come into existence within Khajag's mind. The stallion decided to distract himself from those kinds of thoughts, and look back outside to the rain. His hair was starting to dry off, and straighten out. Only the tips of his hair were wet, dripping drops of water every now and then.
"I'm sorry." He said, looking back over to the mare with concern for her. "I'm afraid I cannot shelter you any more than what shelter we have now." He said, regrettably. "Maybe your just dehydrated." He said with a light laugh to his voice. He found it quite funny because of the slight irony of it. To be surrounded by water, and yet, be thirsty because of it.
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