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 Posted: Tue May 01, 2007 1:52 pm
Tiffany watched a leaf blow across the ground. Disgusting thing, it deserved to be on the ground. Of coures, a large dirty pile of them were in her way. All wet and muddy. She couldn't dare walk through them, it could stain her pure white coat around her hoovers, or onto ther lovely lacy leggings.
What to do. Can't go over it...can't go through it...can't go under it. Have to go...around it?
Now THAT wouldn't do either. On either side of the pile were discusting trees with discusting spider webs. And on the other side of that? Just plain old mud, and beyond that was a far walk, and simply a waste of time.
Of course, it hadn't occured to Tiffany that if she had originally walked around it all, she would probubly be on the other side by now, rather then standing there, trying to figure it out.
Oh well, maybe some other soquili will come and do their civic duty and clear off the area for her.
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Posted: Wed May 02, 2007 1:01 pm
Caelen whistled snappily in the bright morning. Spring had certainly made a muck of the land and nothing around was in the least appealing. Even the grass was starting to take a soggy texture. Blech.
Still, he was a boy.. and all boys loved mud. 'Cept those strange prissy ones, but that was a different story.
Something up ahead caught his eye in the warm sunlight.. All cream and white wearing leggings, what an odd choise. Not even a someone - a female Soquili.
The mare in question seemed to be focusing on the ground in front of her as if it displeased her, "'ello Lass, ye seem ter be thinkin' over-hard, no?"
Moving lazily, letting the mud and the muck run over his hooves - nary a care in the world, he waited to see what this little mare was like.
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2007 2:52 pm
Tiffany turned around, her eyes meeting mint green ones, not entirely unlike her own. His self, however. Well, that was a much different storry. His speach was rough and she hated having to think about what he was saying, and he sloshed through the mud as if it didn't faze him at all.
Disgusting.
Nevertheless, he could be of use to her. She saved her comments for the time being. Tiffany may not be the most willing to think, but she wasn't often extreamly stupid. She couldn't help but grimance at him for a moment, though.
"Please, can you move these wretched leaves for me? I don't want to dirty up my hooves" she said, mostioning down to her perfectly white fur that she took the utmost pride in. Certainly he couldn't deny a dansal in distress, could he?
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2007 12:43 pm
Caelen just raised and eyebrow and stared that the mare. My, he could almost feel her snottiness rolling off of her in huge waves. Mares like her were a waste of his dame time.
and annoying.
Maybe he'd have just a wee bit of fun with her before he went on his way. It wasn't in his nature to be cruel to others but she seemed the type to kick others whent hey were down if it meant her own status and looks would gain from it.
"I dunno lass if I ken move those fer ye." Caelen let his full brogue roll off his tongue much thicker than necessary, when the time called for it he could actually speak quite clearly. "I canna see why yer opposed ter a wee bit o' mud an' why ye plan ter go this was a'tall. Tis a bloody mess."
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2007 9:17 am
Tiffany felt rage bubble up inside her. His accent had gotten thicker, and now she would barely understand what he was saying with out listening intently. How dare he make her work.
"Well....SIR. First of all, WHY can't you help me? It's just stupid leaves! It isn't like a little mud would hurt you...I mean, at some point you must not even care anymore" she said hostilly.
Why must people be so difficult? All they had to do is just do what she said, and it wouldn't be a problum, would it? But no. They had to argue and complain and be stupid.
"So will you just, you know, do it? I don't have all day" she added, completely dropping her dansal in distress act. When she was angry, she lost most of her sense.
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2007 7:36 pm
Oh-Ho! The desire to burst into a good hard laugh nearly had Caelen choking on the air he managed to breathe in. The little thing certainly was vain.
Why the ugly little snot bag. She might find herself to be overly appealing on the outside but he probably had never met an uglier mare.
"Ye'll not boss me around ye wee bit of goods. I've met mares that're made as twice as fine o' stuff as ye think ye are and guess what? They don't act like prats." His temper was boiling now and it was tempting.. oh so tempting.
No, he had more control than that for now. If the little snot pushed him farther he'd be more than willing to show her what a "nothing" like him could do to her. "And fer yer infermation, I care fer me fur, I jest dun carry on like a ragin' eejit like you."
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Posted: Sun May 06, 2007 8:19 am
Tiffany rolled her eyes. Stupid creature, thinking he had seen someone more beautiful then herself. He must be horridly confused.
"Look" she growled, her mint eyes narrowing. "You are either stupid, or blind. I am clearly the most beautiful mare, and I can act however I want, because I'm special. Duh." How could he not understand that some were just well...better.
"Now, don't make up stories about how you care, since you CLEARLY don't. Just...be a dear and move the leaves for me. You will be doing a favor to society" she said, stiffening up.
Sometimes when Tiffany was very angry, she just wanted to get into a physical fight like some stallions and mares did. But that was just stupid, juvinile, and un ladylike.
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2007 4:09 am
Caelen simply rolled his eyes right back at her. Lord, were the Soquili lands filling up with more and more ignorant creatures? Hopefully not, but she certainly was winning at ignorant.
"I'm nae stupid or blind, like ye are, I simply know ye aren't the most beautiful mare I've met nor are ye even close to one of them." He'd repeat it until she understood or til he lost it trying to make her comprehend.
It was hard not to rear up and splash the mare, so very hard. "Ye've no clue who I am lass, and if ye don't watch yer tongue I'll teach ye a lesson you'll nae ferget so long as ye live." Bah! This was just wasting his time.
With a quick half-turn Caelen found himself facing the direction he had come from. Now it was time to see who precisely was going to be snotty. All he had to do was go back where he had been, nothing to it.
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2007 1:55 pm
Tiffany stomped her foot in frustration. It seemed soquili these days were getting more and more irratating, they should have been taught at birth that they are worthless, and shouldn't stand up to those like herself.
"One may not know when one is not the smartest, because if you think I am not the most gorgeous mare ever, you are clearly very, VERY confused." she felt like a broken record, but he just wasn't getting it! "And honestly I really could care less who you are. You are not any better then me, nor are you even remotly close"
She watched as he turned, and smiled a bit. Certainly he wasn't helping her out of ignorence, but at least he respected the fact that we too dingy to be in her presence.
"Thank you, darling. It is good to know that you are leaving, and accepting your lower place in society. It takes a big stallion to admit that being near me is simply hindering my beauty." she said in her favorite I'm-just-so-grateful suger coated tone.
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2007 2:18 pm
Oi, every inch of him was dieing to let the little think know just what precisely he thought of her and her "gorgeous looks." Spinning carefully and marching back up to her and her snooty appearance Caelen gave her a slow once over. Her coat was white, but he has seen whiter, her mane and tail had an off-white hue that didn't befit pure beauty. No, his Az had much cleaner white than her.
"Ye know, the flowers ye've got all over ye are crawlin' with bugs an they aren't all that appealin' ter look at." It really wasn't in his nature to throw insults, but since she wanted to play ignorant, he would gladly educat her.
"Ye must not know about the bugs as someone with yer.. level of class has to live with 'em constantly fer fear of "messing up" the hair ye seem ter think is jest so lovely." Lord, he'd give a year of living to knock her into the mud.
"Now, Think verry carefully lass o'er yer next words. If ye've the mind ter test an Irishman's temper I'll show ye how short me fuse can be." Oh-ho.. she was in for it.. Was she vain or stupid?
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2007 2:37 pm
Tiffany straightened up even more, so she was nearly level with him. She saw his eyes wander down, then back up, givine her the once-over. She know at taht moment he must be thinking about how beautiful and wonderful she was, and how the only way to make himself compare to her, was to try to tear her down. Tiffany truely belived this.
"Oh, they are completely bug free, I assure you" she said, hoping she was right. Tiffany checked her head for bugs regularly, as in, every other minute. So she knew that they must be bug free, although she hadn't checked since they had spoken. Oh no.
"Listen, sweetheart. I understand that I am, well" she paused and chucked "me! But you see, it is rude to insult a lady! How are you ever going to get a proper girl if you speak to them like that? Of course, maybe you could find some ugly, dirty, disgusting girl if you tried." she said, smiling assuringly.
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Posted: Wed May 09, 2007 5:59 pm
Caelen continued to drawl to the mare, making his voice even harder to follow. The little pea-brain was going to have to keep one ear cocked to follow along with what he had to say. Damned if he wasn't going to hell for not behing nice to those with lesser intelligence than him. "Weeell lass, ye see from where I'm standin' yer hair seems to nearly be crawling."
It was a lie, certainly a few bugs were on the flowers as that was what flowers housed. Nothing extensive was crawling everywhere and part of him felt marginally bad, but only for a moment. Just one single moment.. then she opened her mouth again.
"Aye, I shoulda taken inter consideration that yer you and yer brain canna handle intelligent conversation." His eyes widened in surprise and looked around, "A lady? I see no lady anywhere around here." Oh no. She had insulted Az? He'd make her pay for that.
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Posted: Thu May 10, 2007 6:41 am
"I can barely understand you, sir. Around here, people don't talk like that, so how am I supost to understand you, hmm? Why should I have to put EFFORT into listening to you? I am ME after all. Gosh."
She tried to firgure out what he was saying. Something about her hair, and he was....standing on top of it? And crawling in it? No, that wasn't right, he clearly was on the ground. Oh, but he was a dull creature, maybe he THOUGHT he was standing and crawling on her head?
"Dear, I know that ones like....yourself have trouble with simple things like this, but you are clearly standing on the ground, nor are you crawling. Your just standing" Wow, some people sure could be stupid!
Once again he said something she didn't understand. He was...taking her brain into consideration? Was he coming on to her? Oh wait, he said something about not being able to handle intelligence. Maybe he is saying he thinks she is smart, but far to smart for him? Well, at least he knew his place.
"It's ok hunny. Even if you arn't as smart as me, and even if I would NEVER consider you to be near me, nor do I want a...er. What do you peasants call them? Mates? Anyway, I applause your curtasy of admiting it" she said. "And I know you are very dull, but I was talking about MYSELF as a lady." she added, unsure what he was talking about before.
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Posted: Thu May 10, 2007 1:19 pm
Caelen's eyes were nearly blank by the time the mare in front of him had finished talking. Most of what she had said sounded like an irritating buzzing, in fact the buzzing kept getting louder and louder as she kept talking to him.
The idiot thought he'd like to have a mare like her beside him for anything? Oh-ho, it was one thing to be stupid but it was another thing to just act badly because you thought your looks got you by.
His time had come for him to teach her a lesson about what was and wasn't acceptable. Clearing his voice softly he spoke nearly without an accent although it was obvious that clearing it away was nearly impossible and hard to maintain, "Madame, I would not want you within a hundred yards of me for more than a minute. Whatmore, yer company bores me."
Now for the piece-de-resistance so to speak... Winding up his leg Caelen slammed it down hard into a pile of mud, sending it flying.. The question.. was would it hit her?
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Posted: Thu May 10, 2007 3:41 pm
Tiffany tilted her head, totally confused. He was SO weird. Why was he just staring at her like that? Sure, she was gorgeous and apparently he had a huge thing for her, but didn't he know staring was impolite?
The next things that happened were just a blur. He said he didn't want to be near her. Well, heartbreak would do that to a stallion, it seemed. But then, he spashed the mud. As if in slow motions, the dropplets flew directly at Tiffany, she jumped back, trying to avoid them, but she wasn't fast enough. A good amount landed directly onto her pure white fur, particularly on her legs, neck, and chest.
"Ohhh...m-mm-y....GOD! YOU...YOU!!" She wanted to tear him bit by bit. Did he have ANY idea how long this would take to get out? Did he had ANY idea who he was dealing with? CLEARLY he didn't?
"YOU DISGUSTING, VILE CREATURE! SCUM OF THE EARTH, YOU ARE NOT BETTER THEN THE DISGUSTING BUGS THAT FEED OF YOUR DISGUSTING BLOOD!" she screamed, so angry that she couldn't contain herself.
The mare kicked him directly under his leg joint as hard as she could. Unladylike, yes. But quite satisfying. She wanted to just tear him limb from limb, but a swift kick was able to subside her rage, at least temporarily.
"I will NEVER grace YOU or ANYONE who has ever even LOOKED at you again! Good luck finding a mare, EVER! Anyone who even bats an eye at you must be mentally unstable, blind, horendously stupid, and completely ugly! You make me SICK!" she screamed again, desperatly looking around for somewhere to wash the mud off.
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