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 Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 9:05 am
Narayan wrinkled his nose. The wind, the grass, knowledge about targets? It was all so figurative and hard to see. The wind passing through the grass... you couldn't see it in colors or real movements. Not the way women, or even paintings could be seen. But to each their own.
"But it's so hard to see!" and targets. Wow. When he thought targets he thought of those gun games some people liked to play... and... well. That put her into a new light entirely.
A scary one.
"What about real stuff? Like paintings, and colors and people and animals? Dragons?" his eyes brightened. Dragons was his FAVORITE TOPIC. Other then boobies, of course.
But the weather was getting to him. The wind-- the words. He was big enough that it didn't bother him too much. But it was still an irritant. Like a fly, really. A big, annoying, ugly fly.
"Can we go somewhere else?" he asked.
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 6:03 pm
"I enjoy more the sound the wind makes in the grass, I find it calming." She replied tartly placing a hand on her hip and lowering her other hand to her side.
"real stuff? I enjoy a nice painting they are good to contimplate and study, colors? i like white and black. I find the contrast makes for the most vibrant of hues. People? There is no one like...that." She slowed her speech as she thought back to Nero. She was younger then. She wondered what Nero would think of her now.
"Dragons? I find the species interesting. I have been notified that my dragon egg is ready for me to come meet it. I just hope I don't get dragon like my brothers. That stupid black is the most annoying thing on the planet."
She looked at him sharply as he mentioned he wanted to go somewhere else. She gave a shrug of I don't really care. "Sure why not? I have no where I want to be right now." She explained since she still didn't want to go home just yet.
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 8:50 pm
Wow. She sure had alot of opinions! But it was good. And the talk of dragons was nice. "I met my egg." he said, thinking back. Damn it. It had been such a short and unpromising visit. Nothing had happened, and the egg... well. He hadn't been allowed to touch it.
He bet other people were allowed to touch theirs...
Looking around and not recognizing anything, he shrugged. There were a couple of shops near by, right? That meant buildings to get away from the wind. Hopefully it'd die down soon enough.
"You want to go that way?" he asked, pointing somewhat randomly-- it was a safe bet, right? He had the directional sense of a drunk elephant. Which might become true, sooner or later in the future.
"I enjoy painting too! I'm going to become an artist when I grow up." was it a boast? Maybe, a little bit. But he did like painting. And drawing. Because, you know. They were two entirely different things.
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 8:55 pm
Zyan raised an eyebrow. This guy could paint? Well she had to give him some points there. She certianly enjoyed painting as well. Not caring where they went she started off in the direction he had pointed.
"Name is Zyanya, you can call me Zyan or Z." She said realising she had been speakign to him this long and still didn't know his name.
"When you get older are you going to paint the women in those magazines?" she asked in a somewhat teasing tone.
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 9:03 pm
Zyanya was pretty! Actually, he knew so little names that started with a Z, that he liked it a lot. "Zyanya?" he repeated. He could say that name, sure. It didn't have any of those strange inflections that he was unused to pronouncing.
Zyan was good. "I'm Narayan." he grinned. What did people call him? A bunch of stuff. But his favorite was Rayan. Or Nara. "Rayan or Nara. Or just Narayan too." See? He could do this!
At her question, he stopped. Wow. Woooow. That was sucha great idea! His eyes widened as he contemplated the idea a little bit longer. You know, that was a good idea! How come he hadn't thought of it first?
"That's right!" he grinned. "I can do that." then he really would be able to meet the women.
Wow. Wooooow. This girl was gooood.
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 9:15 pm
Zyan nodded her head.
"Ok Rayan, sounds good." She liked the name, it kinda matched hers in a way. He sounded really excited when he said he was going to paint women as he got older.
"Would...you paint me?" she asked more out of curiousity than in seriousness. This was something taht was bothering her, since he liked...curvy women would he only paint curvy women? or woud be paint other things? Like a waterfall? Somehow she doubted it. Perhaps a waterfall but only if there was a nakid woman bathing under it. She ahd to repress a sigh.
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 9:20 pm
Well, she had thought it up after all. "Uh huh~!" he was beaming, still captivated by the idea. He'd become a good painter, and then he'd be able to paint anyone he wanted! In fact, people might look at _his_ work and decide they might want to become a painter.
Deciding that this was something he would have to bring up with his da', he tried to make a note of it in his mind. (That's what some people told him to do. Make a note of it in your mind. But he still didn't understand that turn of phrase.)
"I'm going to become really good, and then I'll paint you." She was pretty. She had extra arms! "You're so colorful. And your arms!."
Seeing a building up ahead (it looked like a store of some sort. Or well. At least it counted as shelter.) he pointed. "You want to go in there?"
Painter Narayan. Yeah. That was it.
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 9:38 pm
It was hard for Zyan to hide a blush as she was...so pale in color. She used her hand to act like she was brushing something out of her face.
"You...really like my extra arms?" she asked looking at them from an akward angle. They seemed so...odd to her. Since she had only met one other who had such legs she felt fairly...open to ridicule. But Nara seemed to like them lots. Perhaps she could get to like this elephant boy.
"And maybe when I get older I will get boobies too." she said with a nod, she certinaly hoped to look like a beautiful woman. Perhaps...not as well endowed as the women in the magazine. good god there backs must hurt. But certianly enough of boobies she could..you kow were a bikini and look nice in it.
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 9:53 pm
Narayan grinned. "Uh huh! They're pretty. And useful." wiggling his nose, he nodded his head. "I met some people who have no tails or arms or noses... they kinda ugly."
Alright. So maybe it was a little bit of a biased opinion-- he was fine with that. He hadn't meant the epitome of beauty yet (why didn't any of the women have noses like his?) but she was great. Not just one pair... but two pairs of extra arms!
"Maybe you will get boobies too." completely serious when he said this (because it was a very serious topic) he nodded his head. Oh, they were terribly important, weren't they?
Ducking inside the shelter and waiting for Zyan to join him (it will be easier to talk too, right?), he grinned. What would she look like with boobies? The boy had a terrible imagination.
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 10:01 pm
Zyanya joined Nara in the shelter, now away from the wind she felt like she had been defeaned by the sound. Now inside she also noticed she was cold. She attempted not to shiver.
Maybe she would get boobs? The words seemed to bother her. Maybe?
"But...dont' all women get boobs?" she asked looking down at her own very flat chest. Granted....she was only seven.
"Why are boobs so important?" she asked Nara as he seemed to be ...more informed than herself. She made a mental ntoe to ask her mother about boobs later.
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 10:06 pm
Not all women got boobs, did they? "I don't know." he answered. Thinking. "But some old women are flat there." deciding that there was no such thing as tiny boobs, he decided that this must mean they had none.
"Sometimes men get boobies too." he was entirely serious as he said this, and somewhat sad. They were wasted. Wasted, on men who were usually fatter and not very good looking.
Very sad.
And why were they important? "They make clothes look better!" sometimes the clothing went down so low and stuff. He had seen people in clothing and without boobs the clothing would be too big! "Women sometimes wear clothes that look strange without boobs."
Yes. Such a wise, wise answer. And besides. The thought of no boobs? What sort of depressing and ugly world would that be?
"Don't you think they important?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 10:14 pm
Er. Important? She hadn't really had any real thought of them until this moment.
"Men get boobies? That is gross." she said with a grutn of disgust. Even just picturing that made her go bleh. And the way that Nara explained it, it was either you got big boobs or no boobs. She wasn't too sure if she wanted 'big boobies' they looked awefully heavy to her.
"So...boobs are important cause they make clothes look nicer?" That sounded...kinda shallow. They must have a greater meaning than that.
"They must be more important than that if they are so greatly desired." She sid with a firm nod of her head.
"I....never had boobs so why would I think they were important?" She asked truthfully. her mom was a rather petite woman and thus had small boobs. And all the women she had met had...small boobies too.
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 10:24 pm
The question was too hard for him. Pausing and frowning, he nodded his head. "They must be important! Like, how we're short right now, and the adults are taller? And you need to be tall to reach things and work things and stuff. And how when you're old, you get hair everywhere." he nodded. Boobs must have some significent purpose.
"Zyan will maybe get boobies." he paused. Wait. While they were on the conversation. "Zyan, you'll call me when you get boobies? Because if you don't get boobies then..." well. Surely someone would know a doctor who would be able to fix things?
This was a very hard, deep and meaningful conversation they had there. And he really wanted to get to the bottom of this.
"Maybe it'll come to us later." he grinned. He'd ask JD, and maybe Zyan could ask her parents!
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 10:27 pm
Zyan looked confused but then shrugged. Hair everywhere? That...also sounded gross.
"I dont want to grow hair everywhere." she said in a disgusted voice, "My skin is so smooth I duobt it cuold grow hair like that." She said raising an arm to show him. "here feel my arm."
But when he spoke about her calling him her eyes narrowed.
"So...your saying you don't want to see me again until i get boobs?" she said her tone flat as if she had ben offended. She crossed her arms over her very flat chest as if trying to hide the fact she didn't have boobs but only made it more obvious.
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 10:30 pm
Narayan looked sheepish. Oh, he had said that hadn't he? "Noooo." he said, pulling the word out. "I mean that if you do get boobs, you need to call me right away." deciding that boobs must be something that appeared at once, he nodded. "How long do you think it takes for them to appear? An hour? A day?"
A day was still a very, very long time for him. It was similar to eternity when it came to waiting.
"Of course I want to see you!" deciding that this was the safest answer, he nodded his head and tapped her arm with his nose.
Huh. She was soft.
"You are smooth." not really like human, smooth though. His aunt had soft, smooth skin. But in a different texture. Frowning, he patted his own arm. He was soft, and smooth...ish. Smoothish was good, right?
Right.
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