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 Posted: Mon Apr 29, 2013 10:44 am
This is a Private Role Play between Anaon Nox and Coop Amores
 
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Posted: Mon Apr 29, 2013 10:54 am
It was warm and the days were getting longer, signaling that summer was getting closer. It was interesting how the world worked, when one experienced loss, they believed the world should stop and give them time to mend, but that was not how it worked. Time and life kept moving forward, pushing the lost soul, trying to show them that there was still something to live for. Hope. A simple four letter word, but not that held such strong meaning and belief.
Why did the world want them to hope? Was it because there were a myriad of chances for them to despair and hope and it was up to them which path they took?
These thought filtered through his mind as the dawn of the new day opened up before him. He knew he had issues, who would not in his hoofs? His last love became a monster and had tried to make him her prey. They were both cursed, her to forever be a savage beast with no hope of redemption and him, forever chasing the elusive love, having it always escape his grasp.
He shook his head, causing his orange blondish cream mane to obscure his vision of the magnificent view, as he tried to rid himself of thoughts of her. She was the past and there was no use living there. His emerald eyes watched the oranges and reds of the new day mix, his brow furrowed when he caught sight of a dark figure in the distance. It appeared he was no longer alone.
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Posted: Mon Apr 29, 2013 11:02 am
He did not come. He did not truly love her. She really should have known, she had only known him for a day. But her heart did not care about the amount of time she knew Lu… no she shall not speak his name or think it, it was just too much to bear. She had fallen; she had fallen hard for the stallion with the milky white coat whose blood made her want to soar. Was she not trying to think about him? Yes. Then why did she bring up his blood and how it made her feel as if she was on a hunt, invigorated and capable of taking down the toughest of prey? Her heart began to beat faster at her thoughts.
STOP IT! She screamed to her mind and she felt the beginning tickling sensation of tears. He does not love you and you need to accept that fact, she mentally berated herself. She needed to think about her sister, her mother, and herself before she thought about him.
So wrapped up in her inner turmoil, she was blind to the beautiful rising sun behind her. A shadowy figure in the distance distracted her from her thoughts, and her heart skipped a beat, for it desired it to be the one stallion it craved the most.
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Posted: Mon Apr 29, 2013 11:15 am
He watched with wary eyes as the figure came closer, his heart began to beat faster as the adrenalin pumped through his veins and the action of fight or flight was battling to take over. It was not her, he tried to convince his stressed, anxious body; the figure approaching had wings. At the mention of wings, his body visibly relaxed, it was not her coming back to finish the job, but some other traveler on the road.
The sun was at its back so it was hard to make out the details of the figure until she was 100 feet from him. She was small in stature, and a lovely mocha colored with a light grey at her hooves. She bore armor on her legs and face and a sash upon her back. On her rump was the wickedest looking skull Coop had ever seen, but the most interesting feature of the mare were her pale green eyes that appeared to be filled with sadness.
His heart went out to the mare and as it was in his nature to do so, he wanted to see her smile and no longer have that empty look in those brilliant green eyes.
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Posted: Sat May 25, 2013 12:51 pm
Disappointment constricted her like a noose. It was not Lucian but some pink Cerynei with a light blond mane and striking emerald eyes. The hearts on his rump made her think of the flaming heart she had decorated on her sash. Anaon continued to make her way forward, not taking her eyes off the pink stallion. Her hooves barely made a sound as she walked upon the well-used path. Why did he continue to stare? Was it because she was staring in return or was there something funny about her person?
The mocha colored mare stopped directly in front of the pink and blond orange cream stallion. Why was he not saying anything? Was he a mute?
“Hola.” She could not wait in silence any longer; she had to be the first one to speak, to find out what this stallion wanted and why he could not take his precious stone colored eyes away from her.
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Posted: Sat May 25, 2013 12:52 pm
Coop Amores knew that he was staring and doing so was impolite, but there was something fascinating about the mare standing before him. It was strange, he had this strong urge to remove the pain she was currently suffering, but the question was how would he achieve that feat? She did not appear to be the type to let her guard down and let him sweep her off her hooves with sweat talk of love. She appeared to be almost broken, like it would take a lot more for her to finally open up her heart again and allow love into her life. Coop knew the feeling. Yes he loved everyone, but it was just superficial love, only scratching the surface, not since Her had he felt love deep within his body, and look how that turned out. With Her trying to kill him and almost accomplishing that hideous goal. He cleared his throat, trying to find his voice after her abrupt one word greeting in a language different than the one he currently spoke, “H-hello, ahhem. Good morning, beautiful sunrise this morning, don’t you agree?” Small talk, he could do small talk, and hopefully she would not think him some creepy stalker stallion.
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Posted: Sat May 25, 2013 1:00 pm
Not a mute, that was all she was able to compute when he spoke, her head turned to look behind her at the rising sun. It was a lovely sight, but she could not bring herself to be awe inspired. It was just another morning like the rest of them, another heart breaking morning filled with deceit and false truths. Her eyes squinted suspiciously at the pink stallion, what was he trying to get at, what was his goal? Before yesterday she would have loved to meet strangers on the road, would have talked their ears off and told them all about her journey, but that was yesterday. Her best friend Issac baled on her during the last minute unable to go on the journey with her to find the flower that would hopefully save her family from terrible hoof flame burns AND Lucian did not show up to say good bye, after all their sweet talk as they cuddled and shared blood. Anaon felt used. It was easy to see why, but she also knew that she was being silly; she was a mare for goodness sake, she had the right to be silly and girly (hormonal) at times.
“I guess the sun rise is lovely this morning, although I must admit I had not noticed it until you pointed it out.” She gave him a sheepish smile that was still laced with sadness. Time, she just needed time.
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Posted: Sat May 25, 2013 1:08 pm
He continued to watch her even when she turned to look behind her at the spectacular scene painted in the sky as the sun rose above the mountains, paining the sky in gold and reds. Her body seemed to grow tense and when she turned to look at him again there was suspicion in her eyes, what did he do to cause her change of mood? He thought back over his words and his actions, nothing really stood out to him except for his staring, which he guessed could cause her to suspect his motives for talking to her. He let out a silent sigh of relief when her gaze lost the untrustworthy tint and she answered his question in a soft voice that had a soft undertone of sadness but contained a soothing lilt. He smiled at the mare, hoping that she would return the gesture. She needed to smile, he wanted to see a smile on her sad countenance, he wondered how it would change her, how it would make her appear to be a different mare, one who did not have the weight of the world on her shoulders.
“It was something that I could not help but point out, it always makes me think I can accomplish anything in this new day and that yesterday does not matter.” It had taken him a while to come to this philosophical conclusion, after must depression and agony on his end, but it was words he now hoped to live by, embracing today and not worrying about the past.
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Posted: Wed Jun 26, 2013 6:56 pm
“I wish yesterday did not matter.” To her yesterday was a day when everything went to Hell, it affected her today and made her the bitter, depressed mare that she was and she knew that she should let it go, but how could she do such a thing? It was silly to be this heartbroken over someone she had only known a week, “Yesterday has made me what I am, so how could it not matter?” She truly wanted to know, she wanted a way to get over the pain, and be free from the heartache once again.
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Posted: Wed Jun 26, 2013 6:56 pm
Coop looked at the mare and he sighed as he tried to think of a way to explain it, “What I meant is that yesterday does not have to hold you back, or keep you from what you are willing to achieve. You don’t need to be sad or scared about what happened in the past, for the future is as bright as that rising sun.” He wondered if it would be right for him to tell her about what had happened to him, he believed that it may be the right thing, perhaps it would help her to open up to him, “I loved a mare once, and she became cursed and tried to kill me and succeeded in killing my older sister. Since that day she has been chasing me, wanting to finish the job. For months I lived in constant fear and depression, wondering if that day would be my last and if I should just let her kill me for it felt as if I was already dead because of the pain in my heart. But I held on, I continued to move forward and tried to look forward as well, not constantly worrying about the past.” He looked away from the mare, he had told her too much and was worried that she would now leave.
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Posted: Wed Jun 26, 2013 6:57 pm
Anaon stared at the stallion, how did he feel so comfortable with her, that he was able to tell her his past fears? “I understand,” she surprised herself by saying and found the words tumbling from her mouth, “You may think I am silly, but there was a stallion, and we fell in love, it was almost like love at first sight or bite I should say. We spent hours talking and I felt like he was the one I would grow old with, but I had to leave to find a flower to help my sister. We had promised to meet last night, but he never showed… I guess he just played with my heart and used me, like it was some sort of twisted game.” She turned her face away from the pink stallion, “It is embarrassing, I only knew him for a day and yet here I am, a complete and total wreck. OH and to top it all off, my best friend could not make this journey with me, so I am alone, depressed, and lost.”
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Posted: Wed Jun 26, 2013 6:58 pm
The pink stallion gave her sad smile, “I do not think you silly, Love makes us do things we usually would not have dreamed of doing if we were sane. I am sorry that the stallion left you, he does not know what he is missing, I have only known you for a short while and know that any stallion to win your heart is a special one.” He looked behind him, in the direction that the mare was heading, “I know you just met me, but if you are interested, I would like to offer my services, since you are traveling alone. OH, I completely forgot, we don’t even know each other’s names yet,” he bowed to the mocha colored mare, “Coop Amores at your service m’lady.”
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Posted: Wed Jun 26, 2013 7:01 pm
Anaon almost gave a ghost of a smile, this stallion was sure something, pink rose to her checks, “Thank you, your words mean a lot to me.” Her eyes widened in surprised, “You would really come with me, even if I am leading you on a wild goose chase? You don’t know me, I could be some creepy mare, or one who will trick you and steal all that you own,” she looked at him, he did not have any items on him, so that scenario was out of the picture, “Okay maybe not stealing, but how do you know you can trust me?” She did not even wonder if she should trust him, she was just so done and not wanting to be alone any longer. She returned his bow, “It is nice to meet you Coop, I am Anaon Nox, but you can call me Ana.”
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Posted: Wed Jun 26, 2013 7:02 pm
Coop gave her a big grin, “Because I understand what you are going through and now it is not the time for you to be alone and wallow in self-pity. You are not some creepy mare, trust me,” he gave a small laugh. His ears quirked at her name, “That is a lovely name, what does it mean?” He was sure it had some kind of meaning, it was just so different not to have one, even his name had a meaning. Coop for Cupid and Amores for love, his parents really wanted him to spread the love it seems. “So Ana, where do we go first on this journey for the flower? And what kind of flower are we searching for exactly?”
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Posted: Sat Jul 06, 2013 5:10 pm
She nodded her head, his words hitting home, she knew that if she did not have someone to distract her from her misery, she would continue to wallow in self-pity for the entire journey. If her sister did not need her, she would not even be taking this quest to find the flower. “Thank you, Anaon means Underworld. I am not sure what language and Nox means night. Nox is also a name for the goddess of the night,” the mocha colored mare smiled, she loved her name, it just seemed so perfect. “My family knows this detective who is supposedly really good at what he does and he should be able to point us in the right direction. I know that the desert resides in the desert, but I am not sure where to go once we go. And the flower is a special one; it allows those who consume it not to be harmed by unnatural fire, so fire that appears on a body. My sister has flaming hooves and it burns everyone but her, so I thought I would find this fire proof flower so she and her mate could become closer without burns.”
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