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 Posted: Tue Nov 30, 2010 5:55 pm
Another soquili may have chosen to stay somewhere sheltered in the cold wind. But not Giconi. His mind was set on his goal. Today, today would be the day that he would find a gullible, submissive soul to bring back to his mother and father. No more lounging around waiting for opportunity to walk by.
He chuckled to himself and shook his head, readjusting the warm, heavy hood that he always wore. He couldn't remember the last time he returned home. Perhaps his family thought he was dead? But, he had been told only to come back if he had something to show for it, so he couldn't just go waltzing back to his mother empty-hooved.
With a snort, Giconi looked around, peering through his hood and the fringe of his mane with a single, red eye.
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Posted: Wed Dec 01, 2010 2:11 pm
 Arya was trotting along, she had recovered from the scare that the skinwalker had given her and was her usual chirpy self, as usual she was on the lookout for zombies, or signs of zombies, or even someone that knew someone that had vaguely remembered seeing one once. She hummed her little tuneless melody to herself like she always did while travelling alone, since it kept her company. The wind was cold against her skin but she plodded along "no use letting the weather stop me, it's only a little bit of cold" he said to herself out loud, though she didn't seem to be doing a good job of convincing herself of that fact, she shuddered a little but she knew that if she stopped now, without anywhere to shelter she could get too cold. "m..maybe there's a hollow somewhere" she said out loud. Keeping her face into the wind she looked around.
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Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 10:29 am
It was hard to see with the blasted wind blowing his hood down over his face. Giconi snorted and shook his head for what felt like the thousandth time since he had set out. Maybe walking around out here wasn't such a good idea after all. There wasn't much tree cover to cut the wind, and he was beginning to feel exposed.
"Why am I going this way, again...?" He muttered aloud, just to hear himself talk. But then there was a second voice. Was someone answering him? No, that couldn't be right. He strained to hear over the natural sounds until he caught the sound again. This time, it sounded like humming. Curious, he followed it until he spotted a small usdia traveling in the same direction.
She looked pretty cheerful for someone out alone in the cold. Giconi stepped up his pace until he was almost beside her. "Hello. Who are you?" His voice was abrupt and as cold as the wind, but for Giconi's standards, it was practically friendly.
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Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2011 9:29 am
With the wind in her ears she couldn't hear much else except her own voice. She carried on with her humming, concentrating on going on, one hoof after the other in the gale. It just wouldn't do to stop out here. She had to find somewhere for shelter, just until the storm passed over.
She was smiling right up until she felt a presence beside her and a cold voice in her ear. "Oh!" she gasped, stopping her humming and her walking. "haha, you scared me a little there" she commented, trying to look him over just in case he was a skinwalker in disguise again, "i'm Arya!" she said a little nervously but still chirpy "who're you?" she asked the hooded figure.
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Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2011 6:32 am
He studied her for a moment, then Giconi lowered his head a little in order to hear her voice better. "I scared you? Sorry." He apologized quickly and without a trace of sincerity.
"I am no one important. Giconi." His name seemed to slip out of his mouth before he could stop it. Why had he done that? Giconi didn't like giving out his true name. You couldn't call yourself much of a criminal if you were handing out your name left and right. Sometimes Giconi wondered if he had inherited some of his mother's incompetence. It would be just like her to blurt out her name to a complete stranger.
Well, it was too late now. "And you are?" Giconi asked abruptly, wanting something in return for his mistake. "Where are you going?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2011 1:31 am
Arya blinked, "well that didn't sound genuine" she thought to herself but shrugged it off, it could have been that the wind caught the tone and carried it away, she was that sort of optimist.
"Giconi" she repeated "Well, i'd say that somewhere out there, someone thinks you're important to them" she said calmly but perfectly sure of herself. There seemed to be a slightly strange expression of confusion and annoyance at himself but it was slight, and she could have been mistaken.
She laughed when he asked who she was "Silly Giconi, i told you, I'm Arya" a little surprised by the bluntness but again she easily ignored that. "everywhere and nowhere" she joked "no .. i'm just wandering around, i'm on a mission you see, i'm trying to find Zombies, to make friends with them and maybe show others that they're not so bad." she answered him, lifting her head higher so that he didn't have to bend his down so far to listen.
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2011 9:51 am
Giconi smirked a little. Yeah, someone out there did think he was important... Important to their mission at hand. It was important that he stayed focused. But, he couldn't help but wonder briefly if that was all he was good for... Sometimes, he wondered what his parents would do if he decided he wouldn't listen to them anymore.
He flicked his ears. Arya, right. Focus!
But he found it hard to concentrate when the word 'zombies' reached his ears. Zombies... as in the walking dead? Decaying corpses from horror stories, that could still move around, talk, multiply? And she wanted to befriend such creatures? Did they even exist? He chuckled, hardly believing his ears.
"But isn't that unsafe? Not every zombie is friendly," he said, deciding to go along with her. "Unless you know more than I do."
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2011 7:59 am
Arya's ears flicked, this stallion's facial expressions kept switching so fast she couldn't keep track .. well.. she would have IF she'd been paying proper attention, but as usual her thoughts weren't entirely on the subject if it wasn't about Zombies.
"But isn't that unsafe? Not every zombie is friendly,"
Arya's head snapped up to the stallion from where she'd been distractedly grazing while he was silent. "Oh, i know that silly .. if i know a Zombie is about i make sure to carry something it can eat with me, that way it can eat that while i try and make friends, not every Zombie is a brainless eating machine you know, sometimes they're clever and sometimes they're just lonely because no one likes them" she stated, as if she knew this for an absolute fact. In reality it was speculation and guesswork but she believed ever word she said.
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Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2011 11:44 am
"Okay..." Giconi trailed off as he processed what she just said. She really believed that zombies existed, didn't she? A little thought nudged at the back of his mind. Maybe there was some truth to her beliefs, as out there as they seemed. After all, it was a strange world they lived in...
He peered down at her. "What kind of thing would you carry?" Giconi asked, with morbid curiosity.
The stallion was strangely intrigued...
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Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2011 2:45 pm
Arya grinned at Giconi, "A lot of Soquili don't know as much as i do about Zombies, in fact, i dont think i've met anyone who's known more, except a zombie of course, 'cause they know everything there is about themselves don't they!" she stated cheerily.
She thought for a moment at his question "Well, sometimes i find something another creatures has killed but other times i have to get something myself" she said this last a little sadly, she hated to kill anything but it was life or death when dealing with zombies, at least that's what she told herself everytime she did it.
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 1:10 pm
"Makes sense. Only a zombie would know everything about zombies." He shrugged, as if it was a perfectly normal thing so say. It was like his family, only they knew what they were really up to...
Then he blinked, peering down at the usdia with shock. "You. Would actually kill something?" To him a usdia seemed more like the hunted than the hunter. They were so small and he assumed they would not have the strength or the ability to defend themselves. Then again, being small meant you were quick, and it would be easy to hide. That might also make it easier for one to sneak up on prey...
He shuddered a little. Giconi had done some things he wasn't particularly proud of, but killing wasn't one of them.
The stallion paused for a moment. "Wouldn't a zombie prefer something living? Something fresh?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 30, 2011 9:42 am
Arya giggled "You're funny mister Giconi" she said, without a trace of malice behind her words. She seemed rather childlike at times, although she was a fair while grown.
Arya lowered her eyes for a second, "It's ...not something i'm proud of but yes, if i feel there is a Zombie in the area, i'll fetch it something to eat if i bump into it. I wouldn't want it to hurt me before i made friends with it" she said, a hoof lightly pawing the ground beneath her.
She missed the shudder entirely, or saw it but dismissed it. "They do ... i only do it if i'm certain there is a Zombie around... even if they don't come out and say hello." she said "It's not always easy to find something to distract a Zombie with when it's coming towards you"
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 8:13 am
Funny? Giconi might have taken offense to that if the words had come from someone else's mouth, but from this usdia it seemed childish and... cute. Ridiculous, he, Giconi, thought of someone as cute?! What would his mother say to that! He wasn't supposed to be judging people on their personal charms, only on their usefulness...
Still, he couldn't quite hide a smirk. "Uh, thanks I guess."
Arya's show of innocence made him feel less disturbed by the conversation at hand. "Makes sense," he said, with a touch of reservation. "It is smart to be prepared..." It didn't matter what you wanted to do, if you weren't prepared you wouldn't get anywhere, Giconi thought, followed by a vision of his mother, who was never prepared for anything, and thus failed almost always on her missions. Thoughts of her failures amused him, and depressed him... He seemed to be taking after her more than he'd like.
He was quiet for a while, paying attention to his steps, until another question came to mind. "So... what do you do... when a Zombie does not want to be your friend?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 19, 2013 4:37 am
"you're welcome" said Arya, beaming at Giconi, she was glad he was asking questions, because a lot of the time others got weirded out and left her alone, which was silly because surely it would be sensible to learn about zombies, in case they ever encountered one. "Yeah it does, I try to make sure i am" she chirped. Her mind wandering to daydreams of possible encounters with zombies.
It wasn't until he began to speak again that she snapped out of her daydreaming "Oh ... oh well if i didn't have anything i'd give it a moment to see if they were a slow zombie or a fast zombie" she said, all matter of factly. Not bothering to explain more, as if he should know the difference.
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Posted: Wed Jun 19, 2013 7:03 am
"Slow or fast. Right."
Yeah, Arya had lost him.
Giconi's jaw felt sore. He decided it was from speaking an abnormally large amount to this quirky little usdia. He watched her with one eye as he rested his mouth and put together his next words. How did that little mind of hers work? Curiosity about this small Soquili joined his new curiosity about zombie phenomena.
Heh, his mother would be appalled. He wasn't supposed to be curious. He was supposed to be told what to do and then do it. It didn't typically involve much thinking.
"Why?" He asked, as he pushed his way through the constantly howling wind. Unsure if she would have heard him over the gust, he spoke again. "What's the difference?"
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