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 Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2012 12:59 pm
This is a private RP. Please don't post unless invited to do so. Thanks Fang's cert is pending. He has now been made it to my teepee!  
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2012 1:33 pm
Annabell Grace found herself growing tired, her large Angeni wings feeling suddenly tired after all the flying she had done. For what felt like days she had been flying, searching for a fallen star. Her herd always collected them, treasuring them as the beautiful fallen entities they were, the herd loved them, thrived on them, needed them. The past three had been found by the same person, and Annabell was suddenly feeling the pressure to find out. She had lost several of her star charms, and although that wasn't a bad thing she was suddenly feeling rather 'empty' in comparison to her usual sparkling self.
She landed, forced to it by her tiredness. Her hooves almost gave in under her... that was until she saw.... a flash of something. Her eyes widened as she turned to see the one thing she had been searching so desperatly for! She started to run, her tiredness suddenly forgotten in the excitment at finding the sparkling stone. So enthusiatic was she that she didn't see the pink stallion until it was too late!
CRASH! She struck the much harder form and was thrown backwards. A flurry of feathers and stars that jingled around her as she was swept off her hooves. The air escaped her lungs and she coughed trying to regain her composure and breath.
Nisroc was still thinking about the Kalona attack... his son had looked at him with something so close to respect that he had actually been proud of himself. His and Shalar's relationship was anything but pleasant, for some reason the younger stallion felt as if he was superior to his father, and Nisroc had never understand why.
He was so lost in his thoughts and the the pain in his rump from being attacked only a day ago that he didn't see the feathered Angeni mare come towards him. The crash came causing him to wince, but it wasn't enough to knock him off his hooves... at least that was the case for him, the same couldn't be said for the creature he had hit. He blinked as he looked down at the mess of feathers and stars, but despite it all he could see that the creature that wore them was... stunning, not just beautiful but absolutely magnificent. Of course to him Freya was far more beautiful, but this creature was a close second. It took him a moment to register what he was meant to be saying; "Oh... my.... I am so sorry." He offered her a nervous smile. "Are you ok?"
Fang found himself wandering, the landscape here was so unusual... he didn't recognise much... except perhaps the odd breed of tree. His mind had been wondering why he had come here... he had loved his home, loved his family... even the mare he loved... but that was the problem wasn't it? He couldn't have her, could no longer stand watching her live her life without him, couldn't continue without her there... so he had done the only thing he could. He left. With a heavy heart.
The language hadn't posed too much of a problem so far, though his accent confused others at time.
He took a deep breath and wagged his unicorn tail on the ground and he wandered... that was until he heart a crash. He paused, his ears automatically flicking to identify the sound and location. His head snapped to the left, and it didn't take him long to see a streak of bright pink that was so out of place around the earthy tones of the landscape. Curious what had caused the crash he wandered towards the pink figure... only to see a brown one on the ground. He started to run, just in time to hear pink ask brown if she was ok... so it was only an accident? But why? He looked around trying to figure out what had happened when he saw it... something so beautiful that he walked straight towards it. W'at in t'e w'rld is th't? (What in the world is that?)
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2012 1:48 pm
Annabell groaned a little and tried to get herself thinking straight again, as the figure she crashed in to smiled down at her she couldn't help but smile back even as her mind wanted to run away from the male.... male meant the possibility of love... if she loved she would soon die... or so the forseer had fortold on the day of her birth. For that reason she had closed herself off from love.
Turning her head slightly away from him as she blushed and dragged her body off the ground as elegantly as possible she said; "Do not apologise, it was my fault. I apologise to you... I prey you are not injuried." She bowed her head then just as she she saw a flash of black standing behind the pink stallion and next to her star! Her heart jumped in her throat as she raced forward, nearly knocking the stallion off his hooves again as she headed towards the new comer. At his words she frowned; "I am sorry... I... do not understand." Was he speaking the same language? She couldn't tell? The accent was nothing she had ever heard before.
Nisroc nodded to the mare but looked worried as she suddenly changed and started to rush past him... what was wrong...? He turned to see what appeared to be a half unicorn next to a rock? He didn't understand what the big deal was and so frowned a little at the pair even as he approached them.
As the stallion spoke he frowned and looked closer at the stone; "I have no idea..." He was able to understand the stallion because he was sure he had heard that accent before... just a long time ago, in a time when he had searched for his sister who had been carried on the wind to this land. He was still looking. Misti; where are you?
Fang grinned at the mare and bowed his head, she was stunning but not his cup of tea. "S'rry." (Sorry) He had tried to kick the accent but it just didn't seem to be working, even when he spoke slowly... if anything speaking slowly actually just made it worst.
Yet as the stallion who had been with brown spoke he raised an eyebrow; "Intr's'ing th't y'u c'n un'erst'nd m'. M'st h've nu id'a" (Interesting that you can undertstand me. Must have no idea.) Yes, this was probably the first creature he had ever met in this new land who had the ability to understand him. He wondered why this stallion was so different?
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2012 9:52 am
Annabell Grace looked at the pair with raised nervous brows... what language was that? And why did they both seem to know it while she was completely in the dark. Sure, she would not exactly a mare of the world... usually she even avoided everyone in fear that they would turn out to be the 'one' that would make her love them then lead her to her doom... she didn't want to die.
Her eyes looked to the star just as she heard the strange winged one explained that he had 'no idea'... where they talking about the star? Seeing no need to lie she explained what it was; "Its a star. A fallen star to be exact." Her herd was known as the 'Fallen Star Clan', because they sought these precious gems from all over the world. And this one.... well, Annabell was determined to claim it for her clan! To bring it home and show it off as a victory for her.
She half glared at the striped stallion with his unicorn tail.... Was he planning to take it? "It's mine." She said, making a claim over it and mustering up all the dominace she could... which to be honest wasn't much, for a mare who usually fled and ran she hadn't exactly earned a reputation or manerisms of one who exuded confidence and power with each and every movement. Still Annabell hoped he would at least take her seriously.
Nisroc smiled tightly, but didn't take his eyes off the object, "I am not from these land's either." Was all he said in responces to the other stallion's surprise at him having understood his words.... it seemed it was a skill that Nisroc had not lost although his accent had left him long ago.
Nisroc continued to look at the thing. It didn't look much like any star he had ever seen or imagined. "I thought stars were pointy?" He asked, confused by the notion that this large lump could be such a thing. Sure... it was pretty, seemed to glow, the surface made up of lots of different colours that glistened and captured the light... as if it was desperate to glow and shine once more in the sky above them with its brethren. It was a shame to see such a thing on the earth... that was... if it really was a star.
He turned to the Angeni mare once more; "How do you know what it is anyway? Have you seen them before?" It was then that he noticed all of her stars and moons upon her, blue ribbons that seemed to be of the finest quality, shining stars that looked like they were designed to fall out... curious. Why would they do that? Were they not hard to make and fine?
He shook his head of his thoughts and returned to gaze to the 'star'. "Surely.... it is something of the Earth and not the night?" He was having a hard time believing it was from Space. A real star.
Fang listened and then smiled... a star? "Y'u r'lly b'l've th't?" (You really believe that?) It sounded like a fantasy, a fairy tale that was sought after and followed by little children... or those desperate to cling to any sliver or shard of their childhood.
He rolled his eyes, his tail swaying from side to side in aggrevation. Why did some have to cling to such things? Impossible was something he had pushed aside a long time ago, especially since the nightmares that plaqued him were anything but nice and pretty that allowed him to see the world as anything but a living nightmare. They were lucky he controlled himself... sometimes Fang just wanted to scream.
He cocked and eyebrow and walked around the 'star' suddenly wanting to 'mess' around with the mare who claimed that something was hers though she had nothing to back up such a claim. " 'nd w'y sh'd I l'st'n t' 'nyth'ng y'u s'y?" (And why should I listen to anything you say?)
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2012 11:42 am
Annabell rolled her eyes, only just catching the motion before she finished... it wasn't lady like to do such things, even when the things being said were completely moronic. Did this stranger think she made a habit of going around announcing things were this or that simply because she had a wish to sound clever? NO! She hated being around others... ok, that wasn't entirely accurate, she actually loved people... but her fear kept them at leg length anyway. She looked at the beautiful star again, "No real stars are not sharp and pointy," She resisted the urge to mimic him, "They are basically rocks that have entered our world from the heavens.... generally we only find small fragments like this one... all the larger stuff gets smashed up before entering this world, and a lot of it burns up." She had risked flying as high as she could once, and had been just able to see a few fragments burning up... it had looked so pretty, a secret world.
"I have seen them before." Was all she said, not wanting to reveal that her herd exsisted, the Fallen Star Clan were a near myth, a legend as far as the rest of the world were concerned... And Annabell wanted to keep it that way.
She was about to figure out a way to pick up the rock when she noticed the behavour of the strippy stallion change. Her eyes widened in shock. She had no idea what he was saying but it sounded like a challenge even to her ears. She thought for a moment before her expression turned to one of a soft pout. "Please.... " she begged, just holding the forming tears back in her eyes, "....I need it."
Nisroc listened to her words, nodded but still didn't completely believe her... it just seemed too concidental that she happened to be here and here was a star... and that she wanted it? Nisroc wasn't a great believer in coincidence. Never had been... at least, not since the day he had lost his sister. One day... he would find Misti again!
He turned as the mare suddenly sounded distressed and it wasn't until the other stallions words sunk in that he realised what was happening. He address the striped unicorn; "Just let her have it... what use it for you anyway?" He shrugged his shoulder in a lazy movement that was full of 'I don't really care either way' thoughts.
Fang listened to the conversation but didn't care for it, and in all honesty he didn't care for the star either. It just reminded him of the night... and the night reminded him of disturbed sleep, endless nightmares, endless screams and a distinct lack of anyone giving a s**t about him. So.... yeah, he was just being an arse simply because he could.
He raised an eyebrow at the other stallions tone, and wondered why in the world he was getting involved in something he clearly didn't care about. "Y'u s'y y'u 're l'ke m'? Th't y'u 're n't fr'm 'ere? Th'n d' m' a f'v'ur 'nd te'll m' h'w t' g't 'ut o' 'ere!" (You say you are like me? That you aren't from here? Then do me a favour and tell me how to get out of here!)
He circled the pair, frustation building up in his body, he just wanted one night undisturbed sleep... maybe if he slept next to this star... nope, the mare who wanted it would probably never leave him alone to have some peace, and nagging really wasn't his style. "Y'u..." (You) He turned to face the mare, a soft apology glistened in his eyes although it would never reach his lips, "C'n h've th's.... st'r." (Can have this.... star.) He shrugged, hoping the other stallion would take pity on him and offer him directions before he hit something..... what was wrong with him! He wasn't usually like this. Really....
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