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 Posted: Fri Mar 11, 2016 1:51 pm
This is a private roleplay & AIM log between Cerise Tasaria (RockerWolfie1616) & Rhyam Tyrell, with an appearance by Ser Florian (Mahogany Sunset).  
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Posted: Fri Mar 11, 2016 2:04 pm
Quote: Cerise: -Snorts daintily.- Just because I cannot remember where I was going means nothing u nu I'm sure it was somewhere...important Quote: Rhyam: *looks up from his grazing* Dear sweet lady, have you lost your memory? Quote: Cerise: -Blinks, frowning as she thinks.- I...not really. I remember my name..and that I'm a gypsy traveller. Some memories are blurry.. -She did not mention the embarrassing fall she'd had yesterday. When her hooves had slipped over loose rocks and sent Cerise tumbling.- Quote: Rhyam: A gypsy traveller, you say? *eyebrows raise in slight surprise* Do you remember the places you've seen? Quote: Cerise: -Walking along she gave her tail a twitch, eyes looking towards the sky.- Hmm..some. I remember the ocean and salt on my tongue. Swimming, racing through a field of wild flowers..that seemed to go on forever. -Eyes becoming distant she continued to walk in slow circles through the grass.- I'm supposed to be with my herd but, my mind cannot remember them. Quote: Rhyam: *little tail flicks* A field of wild flowers... *thinks* If you think it would jog your memory, I know of such a one near here. Quote: Cerise: -Ears pinning back partially she observed the male, she did know there were bad soquili out there. He seemed nice though..and the offer of help was quite welcome.- I'd like that, it is nice to meet someone. Even though I know I've met others, this is my first meeting without memories. I am Cerise..-Smiling sweetly the mare let him lead the way, her eyes taking things in..trying to remember something. It felt important but, wouldn't rise to the surface.- Quote: Rhyam: *ears perk up* You had more memories before? Please forgive me if I'm impertinent, but did something happen to you? *leads the way into a large grove of trees* Quote: Cerise: -Flustered at that certain question her ears flicked back, braided hair bouncing as she moved along.- Yes of course..that's how I know my name and about all those places. I...slipped and fell nearby a day ago. Since then I've been looking for the group, you'd think they would have tried to find me. Though I do not know what our relationships were..maybe we didn't know each other well. -Trailing off the mare focused intently on her footing, not wanting another bonk on the head anytime soon.- Quote: Rhyam: *turns to face her, alarmed* My lady, are you injured? Blows to the head are incredibly serious... My sister near lost her life to one. *tries to hide the fact that he's staring at her hair and looking for bloodstains by doing so discreetly* You should be resting. Quote: Cerise: -Jumping a bit she moved along with a more shy nod.- I'm okay, there was some dizziness yesterday so I rested. -She had bathed to clear the small wound and thankfully it didn't show up for now upon her head..or so she hoped.- The injury is mild at best..but I do appreciate your concern. Quote: Rhyam: *shivers at the memory of his sister being found in a puddle of blood* I hope you're correct. *continues on* Now, the place we're heading to is my family's outer garden - it's far enough out from the main area that my family members will not stumble upon us, if you don't want to be forced into meeting anymore strangers today. Quote: Cerise: -Seeing the ground growing ever greener had her speeding up. The mare's body had the sudden urge to run full force when the scent of flowers in bloom hit her nostrils.- This is it! It smells so familiar..also you never told me your name stranger. I do not mind meeting more..if they are kind like you it would be even better. -Grinning as they moved further into the field of flowers she unceremoniously collapsed, laughing brightly when petals poof up around her. Flopping over sideways Cerise let her face sink down beneath the many flowers. Inhaling the sweet scent with a soft sigh.- Quote: Rhyam: Go easy, my lady, the flowers are delicate. And in my defense, you've not told me your name, either. I'm Rhyam of House Tyrell. This place is called Highgarden. *looks around, supposing that his family must be in the main area, just as he suspected* There are more flowers than this, though. There are roses in the main area, though they're a wee bit more prickly than these. *grins at the thought of her trying to flop down among those*
Ser Florian: *squawks loudly from the edge of the field* Fair maiden, allow me to protect you from this dastardly devil! RockerWolfie1616 Word counts: 461 Cerise, 272 Rhyam.
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