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 Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 4:02 pm
Morgana smiled softly as she sat on the floor, gently stroking the fish's scales when it flopped back on her shoulder, "I wouldn't say that....I doubt there are many, if any, that have your talent for such fine detail. It is almost like you are giving life to the stone..." she said, her eyes focusing back on him.
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 4:11 pm
He pondered on her words then failed to compute it all.
"Life..." He repeated after she had said it. He watched the stone for a moment to try and see what she saw in it. He could not. He touched the face of the stone female numa. He pondered when she will find it was her he had carved. His inspired work for this piece in particular. Very quickly in record time and it came out to be so ... precise. He shook his head finding no mistakes on it.
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 4:13 pm
She got up and padded over to stand next to him and she looked up at the female stone numa and she tilted her head a bit, "Who is it for?" she finally asked, not taking her eyes off it.
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 4:21 pm
"You." He said staring at the stone numa.
He touched across its muzzle and stroked its cheek.
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 4:26 pm
"Me?" she said, her eyes going a little wide. This was her first time meeting how, why did her make her a statue? Now she was greatly confused and she as sure it showed on her face now.
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 4:54 pm
"Interesting how you did not know this sooner.." He looked at the girl with soft eyes.
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 5:02 pm
"Because I am not that beautiful." she said simply, looking back up at him with her glowing, red orbs.
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 5:11 pm
"Sadly you do not realize how gorgeous you are." Looking at her with his soulless eyes. Watching her orbs. Admiring and then his admiration fading in to nothing.
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 6:13 pm
She stared up at him, not saying anything for a few moments, then she said, "I'm not beautiful. I am creepy." She said in such a way as if it was a true fact. She looked at the statue and still did not see the resemblence.
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 6:18 pm
"In the eyes of the beholder. If you treuly admire this statue... You inside your heart truely admire yourself. Do you not agree." He lent over and brushed his paw over her furry cheek. Not touching it fully; only the very tips. Then he put his paw to the statues cheek.
"Understand." He said in a soft gentle voice. He pondered why himself was talking so much. He hadn't really gotten used to be around others so he simply shrugged at fact he couldn't generally feel.
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 6:32 pm
She blinked when he said that and when he touched her cheek and then the cheek of the statue. She looked back at it, really trying to see what he saw, but....beauty was just something she didn't associate herself with.
"Well....if you truly see me like that....then I will have to believe you..." she said softly.
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 7:34 pm
His eyes; bright glow of dead green he looked at her. Those words. He didn't compute. It sounded almost caring. Like his human talks. So softly... he felt this hint in his chest and he broadly shook off this feeling and looked back at the statue.
"Believe in yourself." He could only say. The words slipping out of his muzzle ever so gently. Almost saying like he cared but the emotion was swept away by his deep voice; gentle but deep.
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 7:47 pm
"It's hard to do that when no one really believes in you..." she said softly, padding away a bit to look about the room properly.
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 8:02 pm
"Do you wish for someone to believe in you..." He got up out of his sitting position and walked to the door; opening it softly. He walked out and held the door opening. His tail dragging behind him every step of the way.
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 8:07 pm
She watched him walk to the door and she followed after him slowly. Once she stepped outside, she looked up at the moon and stars, nodding her head.
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