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 Posted: Mon Jul 30, 2012 10:15 am
He hadn't been looking for a subject change this time but he had certainly gotten one. He frowned as Clea relayed her story without knowing what to say. Her father was missing. It was a story he was familiar with. His cousins lacked a father as well but she seemed to be handling it quite well. She'd found her silver lining with the rest of her family and, if he was hearing her correctly, in a stallion named Dark that didn't like her. His frown deepened.
"He thinks you're useless?" Vivace had a difficult time believing that. If nothing else Clea was a remarkable, albeit unusual, motivational speaker. "Is he blind?" He must have been or else his definition of usefulness was skewed beyond recognition.
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Posted: Mon Jul 30, 2012 10:41 am
Clea nudged at the ground with the tip of her hoof. "No, he's...really smart actually." She murmured suddenly wishing that she hadn't brought up Dark. "I just forget a lot of things and I've still got the same bad habits that I showed up with and I can't seem to learn anything he's teaching me. He's not really wrong, I am a useless study." She laughed at herself. "Like, I'm supposed to find 'ice that never melts.' What does that even mean?" She laughed again, louder this time, shaking her head. "He told me not to come back until I find it but I don't even know where to start. He probably knows. He knows everything about all the treasures out there."
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 8:25 am
"Ice that never melts?" He parroted. That sounded like something completely made up and yet. . . Vivace's eyes slowly drifted downward to look at his shoulders. He had chips of something ice-like on his shoulders that were currently hidden under his mane. He was yet to determine if it was ice or not because while it was cool it never melted.
He pursed his lips as he looked back at Clea. This was a bit more of a distraction than he had been looking for but at the same time he thought that maybe a little trip could do him some good. If getting away from his usual haunts wasn't enough to inspire at least a little change than spending time with the eternal optimist would.
"Why don't you take me to Dark?" He suggested before tugging his hair away from one shoulder. "I think...you found your ice. It doesn't come off though so you'll just have to bring me."
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 9:10 am
At first Clea stared at Vivace in complete confusion. She couldn't understand why he wanted to go see Dark and she was even more confused over why he was wrestling with his hair. Once he moved it she finally understood, glimmering on his shoulder was what looked like ice chips. Unable to contain her excitement Clea quickly started poking at the mysterious chips with her nose.
After a little while she was able to get herself under enough control to step back. A wide grin was set on her face and her tail was swaying back and forth so quickly that it was blurring in places. "I think I love you right now!" She exclaimed before darting forward to rub her head against his neck. "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Okay, let's go!" Clea pulled away just as quickly and turned to lead him down a path. Dark was going to be so proud of her. She'd found the impossible. Sure it had been a complete accident and she was probably supposed to steal something since it was thief training but he'd definitely give her some credit still. There was no reason for him to be unhappy unless of course he wanted to keep the strange ice for himself, then there was going to be a problem. She would worry over that if it happened though, for now they just needed to get there.
Clea led the way down winding paths skirting trees with gnarled branches and thorny bushes. She spoke pleasantly with Vivace the entire trip managing to avoid the subject of death entirely. As they wandered around the edge of the village talk change to that of humans and then to herd life a life that Clea never really had. It was nightfall by the time they got to her little home with Dark. She looked around for signs of the stallion but it didn’t seem that he was there.
Clea turned to Vivace and offered him an apologetic smile. “I guess he wandered off somewhere.” She said casually. “It’s okay, this happens a lot. He has a lot of things to do. He used to go off to spy on Carmine, she’s his daughter, but he stopped a while ago.” As she spoke she wandered around the area looking for the store of apple treats that Dark usually kept around. They were missing. Clea shrugged it off thinking that her mentor had likely just gotten hungry. “We actually live here because of Carmine, you know? He wanted to make sure she didn’t steal anymore of his things.” Speaking of his things caused Clea to notice something else that was amiss. Dark’s treasure trove was gone. Clea swallowed and dismissed this as well. He’d probably just decided that it was time for a new hideout because they’d been there so long, she told herself. It was nothing unusual. Things were still okay. He’d come back to check if she’d returned in a day or two to let her know where their new home was.
“Hey, let’s get some sleep.” She suggested to her new friend. “He’ll probably turn up in the morning and we can show him then.” At least that was what she was hoping would happen.
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