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 Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2007 3:26 pm
He watched her, miss. know-it-all..."Oui, I 'ave been hurt more 'zen zis. Much...more." he drifted off into his own little word for a moment and ignored half of the things she had just said and only remembered an intense pain shooting through him. He snarled slightly, rearing a bit forgetting it was only the little one their and not some one trying to hurt him. He stepped back, slightly the beast in his eyes slowly reclining back to it where it belonged and his own eyes showing threw instead of that madness. He was still wincing from where she proded, but kept his distance from her slightly. "I don't like to protect anyone." he simply stated.
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2007 5:31 pm
Azariel mumbled something to herself, ears flicking back and forth. She shook her head, clearly he was still alive even after all that had happened.
She stumbled back a step as he reared, snarling, fear lancing through her. Oops... She watchedm ears pinned back, entire demeanor ready to just bolt if he tried to attack her. She wasn't going to get killed tonight, her father would be so angry.
Seeing him finally calm she snorted, eyeing him, "If you don't like to protect anyone," She repeated, blue eyes narrowed, "Then why'd you protect me?" She chuffed, curious and vaguely confused. He didn't protect anyone, but he had protected her. Oh, that made sense. Oh, no it didn't.
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2007 6:04 pm
"I didn't," he growled back looking at her, "Look at vous, your injured as well." he motioned to her rump. He felt like a failure, he hadn't let them killed her but it was close. How could he have been so careless? Tsks. Why did he care about this one, anyways its just another foal. A pissy one at that too. He huffed realizing he wasn't going any where tonight and went near a lonesome tree laying himself down comfertably. He needed to catch his breath and then he'd take her home to wherever she went. How the hell was he supposed to know where she lived. Her parents are neglectfull for letting her stay out this late.
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2007 6:45 pm
Azariel snorted, stomping a hoof--the one connected to her wound. Ow. She winced but brushed it off, "Ha, I don't have anything compared to you," She replied dismissively. Her ears flicked backwards again as she watched him lay down. Stupid stallion was what he was, he should go see someone to look at his wounds, wouldn't do if he couldn't fly anymore.
Briefly, she thought about what it would be like to fly--wind underneath wings and being able to do what you wanted and go where you wanted without the hindering effects for only four legs. She brushed it off though, it wasn't important now.
"Don't go to sleep, mister," She warned, tail flicking, "I'm told it's not smart when you're hurt."
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2007 8:15 pm
He let out a huff which was his form of a laugh, for he had never full out laughed before. He looked to her, "I don't plan on it, I'm catching my breath till I have 'ze energy to take vous home. 'Zis iz place for a foal to be wandering around." he didn't say girl cause he knew how she felt about that. Not that he cared, well possibly he did care for her feelings a little. But why in the hell did he? Stupid fillies, colts and foals. He yawned despite of what he said, his wing hurt but he didn't let it get to him. If he did he'd be feeling it all night and morning. "Where do vous live ma petite?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2007 8:47 pm
Azariel bristled, "Who said I'd let you take me home? Who said I'd let some stallion who I barely know take me home?" She snorted, annoyance lancing through her again. What kind of idiot did he think she was? That she would let some strange stallion take her home. Did she look like a baby? She ignored the blatant fact that she was only a filly.
She huffed, tail flicking an tossed head head, "Ma petite doesn't suit me." She told him, ticked that he kept calling her that, "My name is Azariel, please remember it." She mumbled something again and scratched her cheek with her front leg as she thought over what to do. Should I go get help? But where would I go? And what if those "wolves" come back?
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2007 8:55 pm
He looked at her, "Do vous know your own way home with 'ze safest route?" he watched her. "No vous do not!" he was getting angery again. "I could care less what you think of me but I am not letting you leave by yourself." his own voice coming back with no French. Score. "I'm Ares." He watched her, "Let me take you safely to your home and then I can get back to mine." he was to tired for this, he really was. Why was he messing with her, he should just leave her. He really, really should but he couldn't because the heavens and hell hated him and wanted to watch him be tortured under the wrath of a foal.
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2007 9:03 pm
Azariel glared at him, "I would think I should know! I've been exploring around my home since I wrestled my way out of that infernal basket!" She snapped.
She shook her head, "Do you honestly think I'll let you go anywhere with you so hurt?" She hissed, stalking up the him and head-butting his shoulder. Screw the possibiltiy of retaliation, she wanted to make him see her point. Her tail flicked again, revealing her annoyance.
"Males!" She growled, pacing away from him, "Stupid, stupid, bull-headed, arrogant, and don't seem to understand that when they're hurt," She whirled around, glaring, "That they should stay put and not follow others home dragging their wounds with them!" She bared her teeth, "What if the wolves come back, genius? What if they're attracted to your blood? Following me home won't keep me safe, nimwit, it might lead them back to my family!"
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2007 4:44 pm
"Do you honestly think you can stop me from going any where?" he added. Fact was he didn't like being told what to do, he liked his freedom and the idea of a foal telling him what to do was totally not happening. He did nothing as she head butted him, it didn't so much hurt rather just toget noticed. He waited for her rampage to end, "Females!" he added in her tone. "Emotional, over dramatic, talk to much, poignant, stubborn and ill informed. Their is only one wolf pack at their status and that was them. The next wolf territory isn't until far more land into the East. Their attracted to my blood but they usually do not mess with me. That pack was...starving as you could say and resulted to last option they could go to for survival and it failed."
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2007 5:50 pm
Azariel glared at him, indignant and offended. "I see, then." She retorted, tone ice cold, "Well then, I suppose I'll be leaving. As I cannot stop you from doing anything incredibly stupid, I will take my leave." She shook her head, "And as those wolves are apparently not coming back, I'd appreciate it if you minded your own business on the business of my welfare." She turned around, head held high, "Thank you again for protecting me," She hissed, "But your "services" are no longer required." She set off at a trot, intent on leaving Ares and his attitude behind.
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 2:02 pm
A ha, he had made his point. He got up his strength weakened physically but he did not let it show on his expression. He made his way back to her side, "I see how it is, you can call males such names but we cannot give back what you say? I believe that is how do you say, you can dish it but you cant take it?" he eyed her. "If you intend to say hurtful things to others you should be able to take it without being pissed about it later." He didn't mind the folded wing, handicap for the moment. He didn't give a rats butt about it at the moment. He wasn't letting her go off and it was as simple as that.
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 2:54 pm
Azariel snorted indignantly, "I did nothing of the sort." She retorted, "I agreed with you, didn't I?" She trotted ahead of him again, he annoyed her so much all she wanted to do was get away from him, "I can take whatever you give me, Ares," She hissed back at him, tail flagging, "Whether or not I react in a way you confuse with another is not my concern." She huffed again, halting and looking back at him, "You really need to get your wounds checked." She warned, blue eyes cold yet concerned, "Following me home wouldn't be smart unless you happen to live near me." She stomped a hoof, "And, it's rather strange."
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 4:32 pm
"Vous 'aven't agreed with moi on anyt'ing since I 'ave met you." he kept an eye on her as he spoke. His brow rose, "What are vous talking of confusion and such?" his mind was twirling she was making him confused. "I do not 'ave any one to check them this night. My two legger is gone for 'ze weekend if vous must know and what do vous mean it is strange?" he didn't understand this. It's not like he was a old geezer walking a young foal home, he was still a colt to most he was young. Like a teenager almost so he didn't know why it was strange...or maybe their was another that he did not know and it was in her own etiquitte.
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 7:13 pm
Azariel grinned wickedly, "Of course not." She replied tartly, "It's not in my nature to agree with others when I have a different opinion." She snorted, tossing her head, "Perhaps I was not clear," She admitted, looking at him coolly, "I meant to say, I did not oppose you in your thoughts." She nodded, it sounded more accurate anyway.
Azariel blinked, gone for the weekend? Why would they do that? Her mind shifted to his question, "It's strange," She answered, "Because someoen I hardly know is following me to my home." She shook her head, "Father taught me to be supsicious of people wanting to come with me, so I am." She chuffed again, "Besides, you're an adult, and I'm not." She said it as if it mattered but it probably didn't. It was mostly in her mind. She was tired anyway.
She halted again, growling a bit inwardly and hoping her assumption wouldn't be wrong, "Seeing as how you're hurt and I know my two-legger is completely fine. I'm sure she can bandage you up and let you on your merry way." She half-offered half-ordered, "Then all will be well and I can stop worrying."
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 2:13 pm
He twitched and stopped, and then continued ignoring the part where her two legger would patch him up. He didn't trust two-leggers much and to have another besides his own would mean trust and he trusted no one but himself. "I did not mean to upset your father if I am, I just think its out of your welfare to be walked home with some one who could properly protect vous if vous needed it." He looked to her, "But vous seemed to put up a hell of a fight with 'zat 'un vous had at." he nodded giving her a first compliment. "I was trained at your age vous know."
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