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 Posted: Thu Oct 28, 2010 7:31 am
Ment craned his neck back and forth to get a better look at her scars. It was truly a shame. He was used to seeing scars on females in the Rogue Lands, but never anything so extensive and brutal. He'd scarred her pretty face, back and sides. No one should be so cruel to a woman, regardless of how strong and fierce she is.
"He marked up your pretty face," Ment said quietly. Sometimes the cheesey wanna-be casanova forgot himself and would just say whatever happened to pop into his mind, whether appropriate or inappropriate. It got him into trouble sometimes.
"Family is cruel. I'm glad I don't know mind," He said plainly.
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Posted: Thu Oct 28, 2010 8:17 am
The only sign she blushed was a light tinge around the barest edges of her maw. Jua'taka looked down, ears twitching. "It can't be that pretty..." It really wasn't pretty inside, either. She was surprised her face didn't stay contorted in rage at all times. Perhaps there was hope for personal reform, perhaps not. "I drove my only children away, after all... Mocked my brother... Turned my back on my family and goddess..." She sighed, looking to the sky. Finar-si forgive her for her transgressions...
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 10:27 am
"You give yourself too little credit," Ment said, quirking a head to her with a sympathetic smile. She really wasn't that bad looking, even with the scars. He hadn't run into many females who didn't have a scar or two of their own from their rough lives or unfortunate encounters. He had learned to see the beauty in them regardless of their flaws.
"No one said sticking to your principles was easy," Ment said, a small goofy expression moving from one side of his face to the other as he pondered words to cheer the female before him up. He wasn't exactly the best at it, but he tried regardless.
He was uncertain with how to proceed. He didn't want to suggest her seeking forgiveness, because what if forgiveness what not what she wanted? What if she simply held regrets, but at the same time remained bitter to the fact she was abandoned by everyone around her? He wanted to change the subject, and looked around quickly to by him some time to think of something.
"Did you hear that?" He said in a semi-dramatic fashion. What he had heard wasn't existent, but he wasn't sure he could go down the road she was leading this conversation to. It only made him think of his mother, and how he hated her which lead to his unknown father and how much he hated him. He hated both his parents, if only his mother a little less.
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 7:38 pm
The lioness shifted, ears flicking to and fro. A confused look passed across her face, before she looked at the male. "What, the sound of cubs?" She paused, looking around. No, no cubs... Was she delusional, or was it a vision? So rarely did she get ones of the future. She'd gotten one seven suns before of her son with his little half-breed girlfriend... And she'd found she didn't care anymore about that. Here and now, she questioned her sanity. "No, wait... There's no cubs here..." Only them.
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 8:13 pm
"Cubs?" Ment asked, blinking momentarily, "Do you think it was cubs? Maybe we should vacate the area if there's cubs. Their mother won't be happy we're here."
He gave Jua'taka a smile and looked around, feeling that he was becoming a bit peckish. He could only assume that she was also a little on the hungry side, what with her very unstealthy way of lumbering about the grass. There was no way she could be consistently getting kills, unless she had some hidden speed to back up her impeccable strength. At least he assumed it was impeccable since she seemed more more toned than he did. She could probably wipe the floor with him.
"Are you hungry? I'm starving and don't mind sharing a meal," He said, smiling to the lioness, "It's the least I can do for someone as pretty as yourself allowing me to hear your story."
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 9:03 pm
"You flatter..." She slowly rose to her paws, face contorting before she sat back down. "I'm a bit hungry, myself... But I'm in no shape to hunt." She was barely in shape to walk, for that matter. Again she pulled herself up, this time fairing much better. "Hm, I guess I just needed a moment..." She then offered Ment a smile. "Perhaps I'll be able to at least spot something for us." She then started to walk, if slowly.
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