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 Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 10:38 pm
"A nightmare?" Resonance questioned, trying her best to remain dignified and not snark at such an obvious insult. After all, a mare mustn't....
Ahh, screw it. Tonight was about letting her hair down, wasn't it? "I don't believe that was a very nice thing to say, Kishi. Apologize, please. And then maybe I'll tell you about myself."
Perhaps he should have made it more clear what he meant. After all, sometimes things were a bit difficult when they sounded the same as something else.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 10:46 pm
His head tilted. "Apologize for calling you beautiful? I must say, you have a pretty twisted brain to demand an apology for being told you're attractive." He scowled in her general direction. "I'm sorry you have low self-esteem?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 10:48 pm
Stare.
"You called me a nightmare. Nightmares are ugly and twisted and frightening. What kind of stallion believes that to be a compliment?" Heat rushed to the unicorn's face and she shook her head, "Now who is the one with the twisted brain, my good sir?"
He kept on stepping in it, didn't he?
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 10:53 pm
"Night. Like, the dark side of daytime? Mare. Like a female. I would hope you're a female, unless my eyes grossly deceive me."
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 10:54 pm
"Wouldn't it have been clearer to say 'Mare of the night' and avoid the entire mess?" Trying to save face, Resonance? Tsk. Admit when you were wrong! It was one of the most honorable things to do.
But tonight I don't need to be, she reminded herself, frowning. Sigh. Yes she did.
"I apologize for taking it the wrong way and thank you for your compliment." Ouch. That one hurt.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 10:58 pm
He gave her a grin. "And I apologize for not being clear, milady." he gave a slightly mocking half-bow. "Now, would you do the honor of telling me the story of your life in those sweet, dulcet tones?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 11:12 pm
"What is it that you want to know?" Resonance asked, stopping as they reached their destination. Really, what was there to tell? She hadn't been alive long enough to accomplish anything great other than her existence which she had no part in, really. She'd learned to dance, but what good was that?
"There is not much to know."
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 11:14 pm
He shrugged. "Not many people have anything to tell, but a short story can be just as entertaining as a long one, and you're easy on the eyes." he wagged his brows at her. "And I am a pervy, pervy male who likes looking at pretty girls."
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 11:20 pm
"...Pervy?"
Her head lifted slowly and she tilted her head toward him, eyebrow arching to give him a look, "What kind of talk is that for in front of a lady. A noble. Have you honestly no shame?"
And did she ever shut up about such things? Why did she keep going on and on about it? Tonight was supposed to be her night of freedom. "...Sorry. I keep...forgetting tonight is supposed to have no strings binding me to honor and propriety."
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 3:59 am
He blinked at her. Slowly, and deliberately. "Of course. A noble." He nodded his head slowly. "And I am just your humble servant, lady." His voice was a dry bass, rife with sarcasm. "As for shame...?" He tilted his head. "No, actually. I've done nothing in my life to be ashamed of. I've done things I shouldn't've, but I'm not ashamed of any of them."
He turned slightly, inviting her to walk with him with a flick of his head. "Honor and propriety are overrated. I have a friend like you. Brute of a guy. Haven't seen him in a while, but he's always talking about honor. He doesn't usually seem very happy, either. What about you? Are you happy watching everything you do, just in case it's not correct for the situation?"
He wasn't attacking her. He was... curious.
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