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 Posted: Tue Nov 27, 2007 9:03 pm
"Embers glow. Fire flickers." He smirked, his own flames licking a bit higher for emphasis as he spoke. "... And, you know, you probably shouldn't give me your name. I'm probably one of those things that your parents warned you about... Something dark in the night and all..."
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Posted: Tue Nov 27, 2007 9:08 pm
"They never warned me about things like that." She shifted her stance so she could look at her own hide. "I'm something dark in the night. Maybe i'm the thing you should worry about. Siren calling you to her in the night, could be that i'm after your soul."
She tried not to grin to bright. "Something like you must have a warm and bright soul."
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Posted: Tue Nov 27, 2007 9:13 pm
"... What makes you think I have a soul to be taken?" His brow lofted, head tilting to the side as he moved into the water, listening to it sizzle as his flames were put out. He shifted closer to her, still leaving a few paces between them. "... Better question, what makes you think it's warm and bright if I do have one? Flames can be put out... No one ever said the outside was a reflection of what's inside."
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Posted: Tue Nov 27, 2007 9:15 pm
Her mother's hide pattern wasn't the only thing that had passed down from her. She'd always been good at reading people. "It's bright enough." Her tail flicked behind her as she leaned toward him.
"Bright enough to make you stand out and burn your own path though the night."
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Posted: Tue Nov 27, 2007 9:22 pm
"We all have to make our own paths at one point in time... Can't spend our entire lives waiting for someone to make the calls for us." His tail flickered, dragging through the water to send little droplets scattering. "... And what about you, little spook? Do you make your own path... Or do you follow one that's already been made?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 27, 2007 9:28 pm
She'd never really thought about what sort of path she would take. She'd been happy making her parents happy and running around with her siblings. "So far i have wandered down the path that makes me happy. Whether it was forged for me before hand or whether i have forged it myself isn't what i find important about it."
She looked up at the stars that peeked though the clouds. "It has brought me this far in life through the trials of growing up so i feel i'm a pretty well balanced mare.." She looked back at the stallion. "what about you?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2007 12:12 pm
"What about me?" His brow lofted slightly, a smirk curving the corners of his mouth upwards. "My path? Haven't been on one long enough to know exactly where it's going... Enjoying myself."
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Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2007 3:49 pm
"See, then it doesn't matter if it was forged before hand or whether you are forging it yourself." All that mattered was that you enjoyed yourself along the way. When you stoped enjoying it that's when you started having problems.
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Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2007 5:39 pm
"I never said it mattered now, did I?" He flashed her a grin before turning so that he could climb out of the water, listening to the hiss as his flames tried to reignite themselves. "Asking a question doesn't always lead to an answer that's supposed to matter. Sometimes it's just an answer in general that you're looking for."
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Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2007 5:44 pm
It seemed slightly silly to her to ask questions that didn't matter. That was just a waste of a perfectly good question. Shaking her head slightly she dipped her nose back into the water and snickered slightly at the hissing sounds of the stallions phantom flames.
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Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2007 5:58 pm
"So far I've asked one question that mattered and you chose not to answer it. That alone should say something about questions." He gave his head a light toss, tail flicking to send stray droplets of water flying from the tip. "Aren't your parents going to worry that you're out here all alone, little spook?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2007 6:13 pm
"Daddy would worry even if i was at home. He knows he can't keep us hidden away from the world forever." She looked over her haunches back toward where home was.
"You still want to know my name?" She looked back at him and smiled. "Atae'seirei"
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Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2007 6:27 pm
"Seirei... Sounds like a siren's name to me." He grinned as he pawed at the ground, flames sparking to life again. "A little play on words, eh? They do say that the names you're given at birth form you throughout your life, you know."
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Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2007 6:39 pm
"You're the only one to call me that instead of Atae." She laughed softly. "Names do though ... somehow." Mother had said her sisters name had to do something with jesters and she always was the clumsy one even though she'd gotten much better as they'd grown up. "Has your name done the same?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2007 6:43 pm
"Of course." His smirk shifted back into place as he turned towards the woods, pausing to glance at the mare, eyes gleaming with mischief. "My name is Pyre."
That said he trotted off, quite certain that he'd cross paths with the spooky little siren again.
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