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 Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2007 8:51 am
There was something mildly disturbing about the way both stallions presented themselves. Unfortunately she had discovered that the damsel in distress role hadn't really worked out for her and so she hid this discomfort well. While the mild smile still remained on her lips, she shifted her weight and continued to observe each stallion for a brief time while she considered her options.
There weren't many.
"Circumstances brought me here," she replied after what seemed to be a rather long time to her. While her pause may have been deemed rude to some, in the presence of two potentially threatening stallions she had to be careful. Ever on her guard, she made no attempt to close the gap between either on them and sent a mental thanks to the spirits for providing her with the trees that may grant her some protection.
"It seems that males seem to be making a habit of chasing me though," she moved her steel-grey eyes to Ichigo and pursed her lips. Her expression became passive as she coiled her tail lazily round her leg. She had to be careful, his words alone sent shivers up her spine and mental images flashed into her mind - she didn't really enjoy being chased. In fact, the very mention of a chase put things into perspective...
With that she fell silent again, the usually talkative mare uncertain of how to proceed. Generally, if they had just been grumpy she would have chattered away without a care in the world but here...here even the voices in her head urged her to take heed of their warnings and step lightly.
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Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2007 9:23 am
At least she wasn't one of those mares who thought too highly of themselves, so she wasn't trying to fight back or anything. "You must be an easy catch then." With a loopy a grin, his legs were shifting back and forth, and his mind was prying itself on hating the females coloring. It was so prissy and feminine, and to him it was truly a disgusting sight.
Ichigo brought his attention back on the stallion for a moment, who seemed to be thinking quietly to himself. From his stance, and his cool demeanor, it didn't appear that he was going to attack. That meant that the situation had become boring for Ichigo, and he grumbled loudly at the thought, forgetting that their was silence around the three of them.
Shifting his neck back towards the female, Ichigo started to pace forward, and he let his tongue hang again as he approached the female. "Now now, you should be afraid." Cackling loudly again, he shook his head, feeling the heavy mask against his face. Something inside of him.. forced him to stop his movements, and for a moment, Ichigo stood shaking while unable to move or breathe. "You never let me have fun.." was all the stallion said, and he shook his body to try and get the 'goodness' out of his brain. His internal battle shifted him away from the female, and he stood in a shadow while trying to lock away his ridiculous 'good' side.
This ALWAYS happened, and Ichigo was never allowed to have any fun.
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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2007 8:46 am
Caine arched a brow. Had the stallion just been talking to himself? It was becoming clear just how mad that creature was. It was clear that he was at odds about something. This put the pale stallion even more on edge. For all he knew, he and the mare could be attacked at any random moment. He really didn't want to stay in the company of such a crazed stallion.
"Bad circumstances have brought you here," he finally coo'ed at the female. He then walked closer to her and whispered, "If you had an ounce of common sense, you would quietly leave while the chance presented itself." He wasn't sure why he was trying to help her. Perhaps it was because she seemed so lost and unsure. Perhaps it was because she was a female of his own kind. Then again, perhaps lack of blood has addled his brain and turned him into a buffoon.
"If you want to have fun," he turned to the stallion, "you could help me hunt some.. smaller -- and quicker -- prey." He used the latter as a snub to the female, hoping that challenge of chasing something fast would appeal to the stallion.
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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2007 4:24 pm
(( Para I am exiting this RP because it yells for interesting Unicorn development x3 Have fun gals! ))
"Forget it." Was all the crazed stallion said, and as he glared at the two specimens, he realized how badly the mind shift had effected his stamina. He suddenly felt awful, as if he was going to crack and break. It was such an awful and weak feeling, he figured that he was going to transform back soon. "Do what you want, it doesn't concern me, and I don't care." With shakey legs, he wobbled away from the two figures, while not even saying a word.
The concept of pride meant nothing to Ichigo when his mask consumed him, but because he was not able to do as he wished, he felt incredibly insecure and disgusted. It would be better this way anyhow.. he wouldn't let the two of him see him in his normal state..
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2007 10:00 am
For the time being Sparkles cast the fellow unicorn's words aside and watched the ever changing demeanour of the crazed stallion. While not entirely sure of what was wrong with him, the way in which he had accused her (or not her) of preventing his fun worried her. Not so much for herself...but more so for him - he was most unusual. Worst of all, whatever plagued him seemed to cause him a bit of pain.
Pursing her lips, the mare could do nothing more than watch the stallion as he spoke in bitter tones and then hobbled away. She wasn't entirely certain he would be alright alone but the voices in her head assured her that he would be reasonably safe. She could only hope they were right, maybe he'd just woken up on the wrong side of the bush and needed breakfast.
Why did every stallion in these parts always seem like a ray of sunshine? She promptly dismissed her sarcasm.
She couldn't be rude!
Was he cooing?
"That depends on what you regard as common sense," Sparkles replied smoothly as she turned her attention back to the stallion, he may have stank but she was growing accustomed to the smell. Really, stallions had such bizarre rituals sometimes. "And I did not say I was brought here through bad circumstances, I merely said circumstances..." The mild smile reappearing on her lips, she took on an almost wistful tone which was just a bit inappropriate given the circumstances. That being said she wouldn't be herself without it.
"There is always a purpose for everything, I am here and to leave so soon would mean I hadn't discovered what that purpose was yet," tilting her head to the side she released a chuckle and arched a brow. By now he had crept closer and much to her surprise she hadn't even flinched, not necessarily a good thing but still...
"However if I'm imposing I can move."
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2007 6:00 am
"Nothing good could have brought you here," he stated, barely above a whisper. He was thankful that the other stallion had left. He was too erratic to be trusted. He wasn't sure if he wanted to protect the mare from the other stallion or keep her all to himself. Now that decision had been made for him. It was rather convenient.
She was far more tempting to him than he wanted to admit. "Were you born without the ability to tell when you are in danger? Do you not feel that tickling sensation in your spine?" He began to circle the mare as he spoke. "Does every nerve in your body not beg you to run? Perhaps you do have a purpose here, but I can guarantee you it's not something you are going to like."
She was intoxicating in more ways than one. It had been a long time since he had last been around female. Had been with a female. It had also been longer than he cared for to have the taste of blood linger on his tongue. She smelled as delicate as she appeared. Caine usually did well in controlling his base hunger and darker nature but how long would that last in present company?
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