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 Posted: Fri Dec 15, 2006 7:45 pm
For Tweek and Twitch, you all know the rules <3  
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Posted: Fri Dec 15, 2006 7:52 pm
Dulled by his day, Ariston roamed the skies as he normally did, letting his golden hair flow in place behind him. He wasn't sure what he was in the mood for, but he was extremely confused by the uneventful day he had. He glanced down in perfect time, and saw an open stream. He couldn't resist, for he had to follow his normal routine. Swooping down, he landed peacefully, letting the air from his wings rustle the trees around him. He approached the water, which was always his best friend. He looked into the stream, to find his purple eyes staring back at him. He turned his head back and forth, noticing there was no need to worry or fix his hair. Content with his mastering technique, he turned away from the water, almost sad to go. He wasn't sure if he wanted to fly again or wander, though he was desperate for some kind of contact. He eyed the surrounding area, and sniffed for any sign of movement.
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Posted: Fri Dec 15, 2006 8:12 pm
The scent of dry snow from the limbs of bark had wandered in. Almost like the same musk of war with out death. A pale and crimson unikalona mare had set a stance near. Pale hair drifted with red tips that almost looked like they dripped blood, but did not. Though with a shine from the dark sky's moon traced lines of which almost did make her look more like a red liquid except for the white that shone, the closer she got. Flying- why fly? What danger was there?
Heading closer she stood merely five yards away, not even with a sound. She was not sure exactly what he was. Another four-legged creature. That could not be exactly nutritious, she had thought. Her tail curled lowly, as she stared with green eyes. Sober, but almost mocking. No smile graced her for the moment- not even a snarl. Gaiacenta then chucked her head back for a second to let her hair slide at least to one side, even though it flatted over one eye.
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Posted: Fri Dec 15, 2006 8:24 pm
Ariston was suprised that his mare insticts were off, but through a spark in his brain he turned his head to a small sound. Curious, of course, he silently crept, trying to find whoever was there. His ears moved around like radars, hopeful that he was getting closer. He was easily noticed, shining in his white and golden glee. He avoided the many branches around him, careful to dart from cuts or scrapes on his perfect skin. He continue to sniff, until he stopped suddenly to notice something he had not before.
What stood in front of him was another Kalona, though she had uttermost beauty. Her blood-like color glimmered in his eyes, and he was in awe of this finding. He avoided most Kalona mares, though he just had to meet this one. He crept closer, but left them plenty of space. Bowing his head politly and feeling waves of hair fall around him, he said, "Good evening, my name is Ariston. It is a pleasure to meet you. May I know your name?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 15, 2006 9:14 pm
Certainly was not a Kalona. Was much more of a hellish mix of a Unicorn and a Kalona. Apparently for reasons of confused breeding. Lifting her green eyes to him. The same kind when one saw a vulture rolling around braying about. Lifting her chest up though as to at least consider she at least saw him, her stern look stayed sober. For a moment she then took a few steps to his side, walking around to the other side. Studying him. Is he really this white? Is there red somewhere? Of course.
Her tail lashed to her right side with a content snap, against the grass. "For now..." She stopped, her forequarters pressing back to make her seem taller, "You can perhaps call me a predator." She said, her eyes looking to him with obscure fascination. By now a smile marked her face. What beauty that was in her was more-than-so hiding a malicious beast. She could be graceful, but her favorite side of the coin was not exactly lighthearted. "The pleasure should be yours. You're not harmed aye?" Trick question at that. Sweet fantasy? No. You had to be insane, or pretty darn stubborn enough to keep on your feet before her. Standing there solid, but with a twisted leer.
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 12:15 pm
Ariston snorted, but then realized the tatics of the female. He was overjoyed with her beauty, but yet his beginning feelings were now rotting at the movements of the UniKalona. He watched her horn, feeling his steadily on his head. "Oh how thankful I am.." he said, sarcastically, and bored at his finding. He had hoped that there could be something different with this strong female, but yet he was already judging based on his past encounters with such. Ariston may have looked weak according to his beautiful nature, but he wasn't afraid to let his Kalona blood boil in his veins.
"How foolish of me to try and get to know you, it seems as if that isn't going to happen." Scoffing and letting his wings out wider, he kept a bold stance, though trying to avoid any kind of mischief. He still watched her, drunk by her beautiful color. "I must say though, I do not think I have seen you around this parts before. Is it bad that I was impressed with your presence?" He wisped his tail up, and felt it fall to the ground dramatically.
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Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2007 4:41 pm
The ruby mare grinned and nodded to what he had seemed to display. Poor dear had came across only to see the twisted side. Though she would not always keep her malicious behavior. It was only when one could assume her beauty, but not know the turmoil it takes to make a diamond. Her brows lifted with empathy, "Not quite. Moths hit the flames always. It burns, but it still is what enticed it once." Her hair rolled against the winds. Northern- why all of a sudden? Her ears flicked, and yet she pulled herself to turn almost- but only a 90 degree from as she stood once facing him.
Watching about she was not going to take chances of an ice storm if it were to come. She'd rather much a warm place. It was not cold--- yet. Had it been, she could fall asleep and be a fleshsicle. What an amusing idea for those not-so-satiated carrion. She would not mention that thought out loud, had it might disgust the pale creature before her. She was unsure of his potential yet.
"You may have not seen me, for my kind is usually shunned on both halves of hence we came." A smile fell upon her face, her lashes closed to keep from a small cold breeze hitting them. Though looking to him again, those pale green eyes watched the side of him. Any more of his kind from where he came?
"Normally to indulge in amazement at my kind is an insult to your own blood. This is why I watch for what one does. Such self smears may just be mockery." Watching elsewhere by now, and then with the same grin from before. "It would be wise not to be so kind to one who would be willing to insult either side, or be kind to either side."
Though standing there, watching him- perhaps waiting to see how he responded.
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 8:10 am
As she turned, Ariston watched the mares movements, seeing the strength she possessed. He too had noticed a change in the wind, though it was never something that strayed his attention away for too long. It was hard enough for him to focus on one thing usually, so he kept his purple eyes on the mare for now.
"Shunned? That doesn't sound like any fun." He let his lips curl into a smile, and he perked his eyebrows. "You may talk quite a bit about my kind, though I never said that I was accepted either." Although he was still a Kalona, the others would never acknowledge that he could be one. The beauty and poise he possesed was seen as worthless and disgusting, and if they wouldn't recognize it, he wouldn't waste his time with them anyhow.
He then put his head down for a second to avoid a big gust of wind. "I acknowledge what should be acknowledged, I find beauty quite important." He brought his eyes back to her, feeling cold wind slide down his legs. "I am not good with mockery, anyhow. Many use such a thing against me." He chuckled, knowing how others usually reacted to him. Maybe it was hard to take him seriously, though such a thing never bothered him.
Still confused by some of her responses, he sighed, continuing, "I don't understand why what is coming out of my mouth is insulting. Is beauty insulting? I have heard such, others are indeed insulted by my beauty. I am not neccessarily insulted by yours, I just enjoy watching it." He kept his gaze.
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