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 Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2010 4:36 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2010 4:40 pm
Namaste brushed her long hair in the early morning sun. It was a particular ritual of hers. She had waited for Ishmael to join her, but he seemed to be gone. She sighed, wondering where he had gone to.
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2010 4:48 pm
Zyan wandered nearby, mumbling and grumbling to himself. It seems that Dryll was getting ever more attention now that his kids were starting to grow up, and Zyan was none too happy about the circumstances.
Not noticing Namaste, he ran right into her.
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2010 4:50 pm
"Uhm, excuse me!" Namaste pushed Zyan away from her a bit. "I do not like to be tread on." She blushed lightly when she noticed who it was, and even redder when she realized how she must have sounded.
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2010 4:54 pm
Without looking up, Zyan growled, "If you don't like to be tread on, you should learn to sit somewhere else."
He looked up to shoot a nasty glare at the voice and was dumbstruck. "Oh, sorry.. I.. thought you were someone else.."
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2010 4:56 pm
Well, it appeared he did know her father by his reaction to her. "And who did you think I was?" She blushed as she stared very determinedly at her fin as she brushed her hair again.
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2010 4:58 pm
"I thought it was some annoying little punk... Or worse," he groaned, "Dryll.."
He noticed her looking away, but something tugged in his memories. 'I swear I've seen her before.. but I can't for the life of me figure out where from.'
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2010 5:00 pm
"Well, I can assure you. I'm neither." She looked up at him again, her face flushed. "So hiding from Dryll then? That's...understandable."
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2010 5:03 pm
"I'm not hiding from Dryll," Zyan snarled, " I'm hiding from his fan girls. All I hear day in and day out is Dryll-this, Dryll-that.. I'm sick and tired of it."
He kicked a rock out into the ocean.
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2010 5:12 pm
"Understandable. I always here the same thing about my father. It's annoying and sickening." She shivered a little and made a disgusted face.
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2010 5:14 pm
"Agreed," he shuddered, "I'm quite glad that I don't get fawned over. It looks so tiring... and enraging.."
He kicked another rock, "So.. Why are you out here? In the way of my stomping around?" Zyan chuckled softly.
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2010 5:18 pm
"Being fawned over is..." She shivered again.
"Apparently, just here to trip you." She giggled at him, "I was waiting for my brother. We meet here every morning and talk, but he's...gone. Father isn't pleased."
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2010 5:22 pm
"Well then, at least you can say you were successful in one endeavor today," he smiled, "But that is odd. He's likely off somewhere pissing off someone or fawning over some chick.. or both...."
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2010 5:24 pm
"I would doubt it, she'd have to bring him out of his shell. But treasure...now that's his mistress. He loves to search for it, he's drawn to it." She laughed at him, "Yes, very successful. You're Zyan right?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2010 5:27 pm
"Yes. That's my name, but I can't for the life of me figure out who you are, " Zyan grumbled, "Such a small ocean and a vast amount of familiarity.. Yet the words escape me..."
"However, you'd best tell your treasure seeking brother to be careful. That's one lady who will get you in more trouble than any other I've met."
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