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 Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2011 9:45 pm
"A real brother and sister? That's really neat! Uncle Greg says the way that Momma and Mr. Avenue wrestle that I might get one. ... I don't really understand how wrestling makes a sister or brother though." He frowned slightly in thought. He gave her a smile. "So who are yours? I mean you got such a neat tail! My other dad is envy."
Greg chuckled and glanced forward before bringing his hand down the other man's back and to his serpentine (a**?) "Wow, I won't lie... I've never touched a snake before. It feels really... interesting. More smooth than lizards." He hesitated, "No offense of course."
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2011 2:06 pm
Chailai was entranced, hanging on every word that Devan said, though she was as lost as he was on how wrestling made brothers and sisters. She giggled happily at the fact that the boy thought it was neat how she actually had real siblings, and she didn't want to ruin it by saying that only one of them really liked her at all. Hesitantly, the small girl let go of her tail, letting it sway slowly behind her as they walked. The spawn tipped her head at the question, pouting softly in confusion. "Who is mine...?" she asked, perplexed. "My what...?"
Trois squeaked cutely at the feeling of the traveling hands, blushing rather brightly and smiling a bit. "Zhat is more of a compliment zhan an insult. Proves zhat I am taking good care of my scales after shedding," the male replied, smiling softly and curling the tip of his tail around the other's wrist, gently tugging it away from his rear.
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2011 8:08 pm
Devan gave a small laugh. "Parents!" He pointed to himself, "I'm Envy and Patience! What are you?" He asked motioning to her. "I think they're our parents cause they made us, right?"
Gregory's fingers released when the tail came to grip his hand. He was surprised by the dexterity and wondered what else it was capable of. "Well I'm glad to hear that. I would hate to offend such a lovely creature."
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Posted: Fri Feb 18, 2011 9:24 am
Chailai looked just a little bit confused, still, by what the other boy was talking about. She flicked her tail a bit. Envy and patience... her Mama had described her by a pair of words like that before, right? When he noted that the two were the ones who made them, she gasped softly, long ears perking up while a smile bloomed on her jeweled face.
"Oh! I am greed and ab-stee-nince," she replied with a smile, distracted from the conversation when she noticed a nearby tank with a few small fish in them, swimming in odd little ways. She knew what those were!! Gasping, she tugged Devan toward the tank with an overjoyed squeak of a statement. "Sea'orses!!"
"Jou certainly are quite zhe sweet talker, mon ami," Trois responded, letting his tail very slowly slip around his hand, the split tip of it slipping out of his hand. The male chuckled softly at the excited actions of his daughter, tail flipping around a bit as he followed the two of them. "I 'ear zhat jou are merely 'is uncle. 'Ow did'jou get stuck with zhe little one jourself?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 18, 2011 1:50 pm
The smile relaxed him. He was worried he wasn't making any sense to her. "Oh! Neat! I've never met um...abstinence before. Well not any made by them anyway. Cool!" Dean blinked when he was suddenly being led away and followed. He smiled and nodded at one of the little things. "Yah! Sea horses! I wonder if there are big ones you can ride in the ocean!"
"Gracious, my flower." The man responded with a smirk. He glanced down at his hand and chuckled slightly. "Oh? Well, his mother and I are close friends. She's not... a kid person much. I'm the one who made her get one. To help her get motherly instincts. She likes the little guy so far. I just babysit them when...she has company."
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Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2011 6:38 pm
Chailai gave a soft chuckle, her speckled face lighting up in a pale blush. "I 'ave not met any ozhers, eizher. B-but... I 'aven't met many people at all, really," the little girl admitted, though she was loathe to do so. A smile lit up her face as she remembered the few people that she had met, however. "I 'ave met ozher greed kids, zhough. Like my knight!!" The little girl giggled happily, clapping at the memory of Xanthe, though her focus very easily went back to the seahorses, smiling at the way they seemed to gallop through the water. Pale green eyes widened at the idea of such big sea horses and she bit her lip softly, tail flicking a bit. "Oh, I do not know about zhat... I zhink zhat sea 'orses zhat big would scare moi..."
Trois chuckled softly at the explanation, a strangely hissing sound, smiling a bit wistfully. His slitted hazel eyes flicked away and he gave a soft sigh. "Zhat seems quite zhe opposite of my own situation," the snake replied, obviously upset by this 'situation' that he was talking about. "Admittedly, I do 'ave a family, but... to put zhings simply, it is not looking good for zhe future."
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2011 5:15 pm
"I've met a few but...they all got bigger without me." He frowned for a while clearly upset that he hadn't grown up yet. Maybe he wouldn't. He gave her a strained smile. "Oh! Really? You have a real knight! What's he like?" He persisted grinning again. "Yah I guess big sea horses would be pretty scary. Sometimes horses are scary..."
Greg put a hand on Trois' shoulder. "Well... It'll all work out. You got a great kid, right? That's what matters. Your family will come around, I'm sure."
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 10:18 am
Chai pouted softly, sympathizing with the idea that friends growing up without someone would be quite a rude thing to do, indeed! And rather upsetting, too, of course. The girl blushed happily when she was asked about her knight, tail flicking behind her idly as she let herself be caught up in a bit of a daydream. "My knight is a giiirl, silly~ She is wonderful! Brave and protective and strong..." the young girl mused happily, a soft sigh falling past her lips.
She nodded in affirmation of the seahorse idea, though she had never had a fear of real horses beyond their surprising size. Her eyes moved away from the small tanks of seahorses, landing on a dark corner that contained tanks filled with floating, glowing bodies. Eyes widening, she gasped in surprise, scurrying over and pressing her face against the jellyfish tank.
Trois smiled faintly, the tips of his dainty fingers reaching up to brush across the ones that fell upon his shoulder, eyelids fluttering shut. He offered the man a faint, wain smile, the tip of his tail flicking gently. "I can certainly 'ope so... Zhough I cannot say 'ow likely zhat is..."
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 11:26 am
"A girl?" Devan asked in confusion. None of his books ever had girls as knights. He kind of thought that only boys were supposed to be knights. But so long she was happy that was alright with him. "Well if she's all of those things then she must be a knight!"
He glanced up and ran over with her, eyes wide in amazement. "Whoa! What are those?" He asked trying to tap the glass to get attention of one of them.
Gregory flushed slightly and gave him a small smile. "Well, you never know. Stranger things have happened, right?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2011 8:53 pm
Chailai smiled happily when the boy admitted that, yes, her Xanthe certainly needed to be a knight. Not that she needed the affirmation to actually believe it, but having it certainly validated the truth of the statement.
Her eyes were wide, fingers spread as though the excited electricity travelling through her body had pushed them apart from each other. When Devan tapped on the glass, she was shocked out of her amazement, and grabbed his arms, eyes wide and flicking toward a sign with what looked like a fingertip tapping upon the tank, with a bright red line through it. Nervously, she held onto the cloth of the boy's shirt, peering up at him before her eyes moved to the sign again, hoping he noticed.
"Devan..." the name was foreign on her tongue, and rang out more cultured than would have been expected, both vowels softened by her accent. Her pale green eyes returned to the male that she had yet to stop clinging to. "I do no' zhink zhat jou are suppose-ed to tap zhem..."
Trois couldn't resist the way that the blush on the other's face only cause the corners of his lips to raise up a bit more. How long had it been since he'd managed to get that reaction out of anyone? Gently, he took the man's hand from his shoulder, arranging his own so it seemed for a moment as though he was going to lace their fingers. Alas, he simply let the other's hand slip from his own, smooth scaled fingertips lingering upon his skin in an eerily mournful manner. "Zhis is true, yes..."
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2011 10:39 am
Devan glanced down at her when she latched to his arm and rose both of his eyebrows in a look he'd perfected from his mother that simply said 'what are you doing?' Seeing that she was suddenly nervous he took the time to follow her gaze. "Oh." He responded and moved his hand down again.
"I guess they don't like being tapped on. That's OK, we can just watch. Right?" He asked looking down at her and smiling. His tail looped around her leg for a moment before tugging away.
Greg watched with rapt fascination out of the corner of his eye. So far taking his brother's flirting advice seemed to be working in his favor but this person needed help and that was his department. He shivered at the strange touch before lacing his fingers with Trois'. "Do... you like music?" He inquired starting to seem suddenly shy and looking at the kid's rather then the naga.
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