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 Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2007 1:03 pm
"If you refer to my horn, you are sorely mistaken," Smiling faintly, the mare continued to coil her tail around her fluffy rear hoof and kept her gaze upon him. He seemed to have calmed ever so slightly, he was relaxed around her but the 'risqué' comment and reference to her horn had directed her onto another topic.
As playful as she was, she always educated those around her about the skills of a unicorn.
"Excusing the pun," She added with a small sigh, only just catching her own verbal mishap before continuing, "I can use my horn in two ways, true it can wound another but it also has the ability to heal another as well - in both situations..." She drifted into silence and very gently turned her head, resting her horn ever so slightly against his neck.
True, it was sharp but with no pressure such things wouldn't be felt...at most, all that would be felt would be a slight tingling of whatever magic it possessed - it all depended on how thick his pelt was.
"I must touch another." That being said, she (like any female) flitted between conversations far more quickly than any male and had once again returned to the previous topic.
"And I was definitely not referring to your bit, I was referring to this," She flicked the tip of her tail against his saddle and shook her head, "I should think that would be sore when brushed against my form."
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2007 1:36 pm
"My, what an interesting power. You unicorns are certainly surprising. I daresay, it should be a useful power at times." His gaze rested on her horn for only a moment before it reverted back to her. Her tone showed, that she had pride in herself, and why wouldn't she? He wasn't ashamed that he had served humans, but it wasn't so understandable to other soquili here. But he was glad that Sparks hadn't seemed to care about that fact. Too much did, and it was tiring.
"I cant see how you could perform such miracles without touching." But a simple touch was hardly a price to pay if one could heal. Shifting, to make her more comfortable, he let her rest against him, and did feel warm, with a small sensation emitting from the horn, most probably. But it was more of a soothing feeling so he didnt comment, content with the silence that followed.
Expecting the conversation to have turned back, he chuckled. "Unfortunately for us, its man-made, and probably only taken apart by man. As you can tell in this situation, it can become quite inconvenient." But considering that, it was what struck the first conversation between Sparks and himself, it didn't seem to be that much of one. "But your not sore yet. I believe that we could remedy the problem with a solution if the problem should ever come." Taking a few steps back, he re-positioned himself to be within the same reach of Sparks, but his body farther so that his saddle didnt come into contact. "We stallions have our advantages, I believe."
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2007 2:09 pm
"Mmmm, pleasant head rests," She agreed as she straightened her head and gave a shake of her head. The braids flapped gently against her neck and for the briefest instant her horn emitted a slight pulse of light before returning to its usual self. It was only after a few moments of consideration that she crossed her eyes to look up towards her horn and cooed - a sense of realisation overwhelming her.
...Well her horn was sharp.
"Only taken apart by man you say?" She began at last, refraining from drawing near the saddle again though her eyes did remain fixed on it, "Who is to say I couldn't cut it off?" She mused, turning her gaze back towards Khan in an almost stubborn and haughty manner. Clearly, she still didn't quite grasp the unusual and complex dress coat the stallion appeared to have!
That being said, it wasn't as though she were close enough to complain and have any 'weight' to her argument at present, but for the benefit of all mares she would have to say that if there was one thing that needed to come off - it was that fwumpy thing on his back.
She nodded and gave a snort of agreement to her own thought.
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2007 2:48 pm
"Ah, what ever man likes to hear. He's a pleasant headrest. Surely, thats the high form of flattery?" He asked teasingly, realizing that Sparks had found out something of the sorts about her horn judging from the way she was staring at it. Did she finally realize what he saw? It looked, and probably felt quite sharp.
"Only taken apart intact by man, I should say." Khan amended, correcting his words. "And well, if you cut it off, who would fix it?" Khan asked in a joking manner, wondering if the life of his saddle really was on the line. Sparks seemed to have the determination within her by the way her gaze was intent on it, and she certainly had her horn for it. Slightly alarmed, but he told himself to clam down. After all, Sparks wouldnt do such a thing. Right..?
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2007 3:06 pm
The only way to ensure that she could get that saddle off was if he remained completely still. Her horn wasn't a saw, she couldn't simply chase him round and gradually weaken the leather - no, she would have to plunge at it, at a very specific angle, in order to ensure that the leather gave way and if he skittered about or shuffled then she risked hurting him. As pleasant as the thought was of removing the saddle to benefit the entire of mare-kind...she doubted she would be doing it today.
Shame, shame.
"You would want to wear it again?" Really, this stallion was terribly confusing but she supposed that he liked it for the look. He had, after all, attracted her attention and had maintained it because of the garb so why should he change it now? There was logic in that argument but if he really wanted to seduce a mare on the spur of the moment then it had to come off.
She looked vaguely disappointed, while she had seen potential for that little rendezvous she wouldn't allow that strange leather to ruin her pelt - no sir!
"I suppose a human would fix it if I broke it, but they would say strange things to me and we would be in a rather sorry state of confusion!" She had a point (excusing the pun), humans did say strange things and she never understood them even from a distance - they were rather frightening when they yelled.
"They would yell and I would...blink?"
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2007 5:06 pm
Khan, sensing that the topic had taken a BIG change, to what he'd rather not talk about, stepped back a safe distance from Sparkles, preferably for the safety of his saddle. Casting a slightly suspicious look at Sparks, that clearly warned her that he knew what she was thinking about. No doubt if she succeeded in her goal, he'd have a gaping wound somewhere in his body which no doubt would heal in time, but still.
"Yes I want to wear it still." He said emphatically. "Nothing against those who don't have, but if you had been wearing a saddle your whole life, and its taken off. Well, I know I would feel naked, exposed, whatever you want to say." He grimaced at the strange thought of not having a saddle.
Shame, that the little rendezvous couldn't happen, not if he had a choice of his saddle broken, and possible a gaping hole somewhere in his body or a lovely female.
The mood diffused now, since they both knew that it couldn't happen, had Khan sighing for disappointment. Ah well. He brought his attention back to Sparkles, to the indirect comment still on his saddle. ".. or they would be in a state of confusion wondering how my saddle broke in the first place, Hmmm? And exactly who will tell them that a unicorn decided to rip it. A unicorn. " His voice was dry now, and after he pondered her reaction, he found himself agreeing. "Yes, you'd most definitely blink, wouldn't you? I on the other hand, am a victim."
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2007 5:16 pm
"Well they have seen my kind before," She replied coolly, well aware that more than a few in their 'village' thing had stopped briefly to point at her. They'd even poked their own foreheads and the smaller ones had tugged at the bigger one's legs or arms...whatever it was they were called, Sparkles had never really shown a great deal of interest in humans. It wasn't as if they could even give her anything or do anything for her and she was definitely not going to have those things put on her!
"When they see the large and uncouth tears they will know it is not a human weapon, they will know it is from an animal," she said the words with distaste but given how these settlers treated her kind she could only assume they saw them as subservient. For a mare that came from a proud herd the concept of being inferior to those pale faced people was absurd!
"I should think that if you had taken it off you would find you have a much finer physique beneath - there is only so much staring a mare can do in relation to a stallion's legs before she grows bored." Releasing a loose shrug, the mare allowed her ears to swivel at the sounds of the settlement behind her and shook her head.
"Besides, it looks like you're hiding something," She added with a mild pout of her equine lips.
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2007 5:40 pm
Khan, surprised by Spark's change of tone assume that she must've had only bad experience with the humans. Maybe these settlers perhaps? He knew that more than not, soquilis often came across the worse of the bunch, than the kind humans that he had once been associated with. It was tempting to tell her the good side of humans, but if he were in her shoes, he'd need undeniable proof, not words of a stranger.
Abandoning the thoughts of wanting to change her mind, he listened intently before commenting "But you seem different than making large and uncouth tears. You strike me as differently, but I donut know you that well, so forgive me if I am mistaken?" he said with a rueful expression, his ears slightly bend down.
".. and back to the saddle. Here I wonder if you have a personal grudge against this, an inanimate object. " he stated in a joking manner, walking around her. The state of inactivity had made him restless, so to satiate it, he walked, but kept a steady flow of conversation with Sparks. "But funny. I always thought the sentimental saying was to look inside, not of the outwardly appearances. But having a handsome appearance doesnt hurt." His tone was casual as he gave a shrug to this thought.
Surprised at the sudden observation of him, he answered"But everyone has secrets to hide. I doubt, that you dont have one or two skeletons hiding in your closet." his voice was cheerful, as he added. "Dont pout like that, you know that I'm right, in a sense at least."
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2007 5:47 pm
"Perhaps," Her reply was simply as she began to watch him pace. It seemed that being still agitated him and there was a part of her that as aware she could fix that little problem in a heart beat. Still, she refused to submit herself to any form of pain and was all too aware that the thing on him would do nothing more than make her uncomfortable!
So she wouldn't say it out loud, but she knew it was the truth.
"And perhaps I do hold a personal grudge to it, it limits what you can do and see...what you can experience." She shook her head and flattened her ears against the top of her head. Why was it that these whipped and tamed Soquili found it so hard to grasp what wonders awaited them, why was it they clung to these things in such a way?
"You are too afraid of ruining that thing, you will never be able to swim, to dive beneath the waters or to enjoy the thundering waterfalls... You will never see the treasures that wait within deep and damp caves - all because it will destroy that thing." She sounded disgruntled. It was as though that object prevented settled soquili from doing everything she enjoyed.
"That and while you are so attached to your 'object', you fail to respect the pain that a mare would go through if she gave you her company!" She snapped irritably. She probably wouldn't be the first to point this tiny hitch out but she had no doubt there would be some mares who would endure the pain just for the glory at the end.
Well she wasn't one of them - she liked an even pelt, not a torn one thank you very much!
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2007 12:36 am
Khan, listening to the mare with half an ear, didn't know whether to be amused or irritated. It had appeared that he had hit the mark. It appeared that Sparks didnt quite have an affinity for settlers or saddles. The thought made him smile, and keeping his grin inwardly to himself, as if not to anger Sparks further, Khan was intrigued by the thought, that perhaps one day she might go against her own teachings.
But still, what she said made sense. It was true his saddle limited many things, and her argument did make sense, but could he put his feeling into words? This was the only thing that he had left from his homeland, the only proof of the memories that he had lived with his human, Mulan. That reason wasn't parlor conversation type, after all. Brooding, and quiet, he knew that he couldn't tell such a private part of himself, and couldn't retort back to Spark's comments.
No longer filled with the amusement from earlier, and subdued at his memories, her speech, his thoughts, everything, His ears flattened in response. Yes, he knew what Sparks was saying, he had known it for his entire life, but it was a bit hard to listen to it being put into words. Deciding to brush past her reasons, He asked her with a hint of irony, "Do you think thats news to me? I've known that for my entire life. Do you think its inconvenient only for you? I've been living it my entire life. But theres a reason behind this, and I cant explain it." His voice grew soft, and gave her an affection nuzzle. "Those material desires cant compare with it, once you've found it. I hope that one day, when you come across more of life, with more experiences, you'll understand this feeling one day."
"Now that I've been here long enough, I believe I should leave, Dont you?" He asked cheerfully, his mood, a sudden arupt of change. "I think you need to, too. Dont you?
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2007 6:31 am
"What I speak of is not material, it is emotional," She responded gently, shaking her head as he gave her a nudge. She knew he was trying to be polite - pleasant if she were to be precise and while it did 'dull' the blow of his words it still annoyed her. Even with the nudge he had referred to her as young and naive when she was fairly certain she had experienced and seen much more than he had of this free world.
...And she had been without a human.
"But for one who seems trapped, for whatever reason that may be...attached to such a thing as a newborn to its mother it is impossible for you to understand." Perhaps when he had explored the Kawani lands a little more and couldn't experience all the activities she spoke to then he would understand that there would times when even the strongest needed to feel vulnerable and exposed.
"Nonetheless if my company troubles you," and she was certain it did by how the conversation had turned, "I will honour your subtle request by taking my leave."
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2007 4:04 pm
"Perhaps." he said simply, knowing that she knew more about the soquili lands, because after all, he had only been here for a short while. But it wasn't him, to discard his morals from the world he came from. Just because he was in a new place, it didnt mean that he wouldn't discard it now. In fact, it was because he was in this new, and muchly foreign world, his morals had strengthened.
Knowing the turn of thoughts, she had taken towards him, most likely that he was being close-minded in his saddle, he had to wonder at the insensitivity of hers. Why did she constantly criticize his decision? Was it because she thought it was best for him? Some understanding would be nice here, Khan thought a bit sullenly. Just because the Kawani didn't treat them well, didn't mean all humans were like that. Certainly not his human.
But that probably wouldn't make sense to Sparks. Deciding to take leave, he stopped circling to face Sparks.
"Your company doesn't trouble me, I still enjoy it." He paused for a fleeting moment before continuing, "But our conversation certainly ended on the wrong end. Maybe we'll see each other again? Have a safe trip home." His tone was casual as those of acquaintances, as he left.
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2007 4:12 pm
"Maybe," She murmured somewhat softly as she watched him go for a little while before turning and making her way back towards where her vantage point had been. However, this time she had no intention of watching the settlement for any length of time and opted instead to make the climb back up the slopes to where she had been the previous morning - all right so it was a little cold up there at the moment but it had some nice views.
Shaking the braids in her mane lightly, she made her way tentatively up the slopes to avoid any mishaps and used her tail for balance. Perhaps one day she would meet the stallion again and perhaps by the time she did he would realise that her disdain only existed because it caused him to experience so many limitations.
Her father had always said that it was important to sabour every experience and to try new things.
She firmly agreed.
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