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 Posted: Mon May 28, 2007 9:36 pm
Considering that her brother had been on the verge of becoming something horrible and she had been granting his request in ending his existance, Guilian couldn't see where the guilt trip came in, nor the logic that she had 'denied him his life and happiness.' Happiness at causing the deaths of others? Happiness at becoming a violent monster? It seemed to him as though she should be happy she had granted her brother's final request, not berating herself for doing what was right.
Ah well. This was why he wasn't a philosopher by trade, merely by hobby. Accepting that fact as reality, it was easy for him to simply relish the gentle nuzzle she offered, lightly lipping at her mane while she did so. He'd miss her, this one...But the future held much promise.
Rising to his feet as well, Guilian offered Sukari a smile and a flourished bow of farewell. "Tis something to look foreward to on my part, Sukari-Chica; in the meantime...I hope that your mind finds peace as to your troubles." And the words were sincere, not bottled; though their conversation hadn't been the longest, he had truly been attentive to her words and issues. Seeing a mare torubled was like being troubled himself, so, as always, his efforts to change that were sincere.
"Should you ever wish to talk again, just look for the red, Chica; find me, and I shall listen. Farewell."
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 1:21 pm
"I look forward to that day," was the soft murmur that accompanied the rare and uncharacteristic, but sincere smile that she offered him. 'Gratitude' was too light a word to describe the debt that she felt she owed him for the kindness he had shown her, and she intended to repay it one day, when she saw him again. He'd listened to her story when it had nothing to benefit him, hadn't judged her over her brother's death... had even tried to absolve her of her guilt, however unsuccessful his endeavors might have been. Yes, he was a special stallion, this one.
Dipping her head in response to his chivalrous bow, ebon' and silver wings flared before lifting her body from the ground with a powerful flap, and softened azure irises remained on the crimson form for a brief moment before the silver form melted into the shadows.
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