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 Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2015 5:12 pm
"Who always leaves?" she asked with a since interest. A sincerely confused interest, but sincere nontheless.
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2015 5:15 pm
He hesitated before peeking out at her, again. His pink gaze took on a somber hint, not disguising the hurt that he felt, had always felt, deep in his soul. "Everyone. They always leave. They stay long enough to give hope, to make me think they'll stay. And then they leave." Right when it hurts the most to lose them.
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2015 5:51 pm
Natasha's heart went out to this poor stallion who seemed to almost wear his heart on his sleeve. "I'm so sorry," she said softly. "That must be terrible for you." She couldn't imagine life without her family - an over protective father, a beautiful mother, 2 brothers that were a little out there, and of course he uncle and the gators and Squishy and...everyone. She had been surrounded by friends and family as far back as she could remember. Even the moment she came out of her shell she was lucky enough to stumble into what would become her best friend. She couldn't imagine such a barren, empty life as what this stallion was suggesting he lived.
But then a flash of inspiration hit her! She could take him home with her! Then he would always be surrounded. He might have so many souls around him he would never be lonely again. This was a Great plan! "Come with me!"
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2015 6:04 pm
"What?" he asked, not comprehending the question. Go with her? Go where? What made her think he was going anywhere?
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2015 5:52 pm
"I'll take you home with me," she chirped happily. This was a perfect plan! "You can meet my family - there's so many of them and then you'll never be lonely. You'll away have someone around you, and trust me, these guys are thick as thieves, I mean, well, we kinda are thieves, but we'll never leave or abandon you. We have a kinda code...and we really are a family. Even though we don't all look much like each other...right Squishy?" she asked looking to the jellyfish to back her up.
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2015 8:29 pm
Squishy squeaked an affirmative from behind Totchli.
The mer jumped, startled, and shot up out of the reefs completely and closer to Natasha.
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Posted: Wed Mar 18, 2015 6:00 pm
Natasha giggled and circled the stallion, "See, even Squishy agrees!" She leaned in and whispered conspiratorially, "So you'd better come along because you don't want to see squishy angry. Trust me, you won't like her when she's angry..."
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Posted: Wed Mar 18, 2015 8:27 pm
Squishy squeaked ominously and spread her tentacles so she looked bigger.
Totchli eyed the jellyfish, then eyed Natasha, then eyed his reefs, trying to find an escape. He was too exposed, too close to these strangers. "I'm not going anywhere with you," he informed her.
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Posted: Thu Mar 26, 2015 5:35 pm
"Really?" Natasha asked good-naturedly as she followed his gaze the reef again. "What's so special in there? I bet just abut anything you got in there we have tenfold at home....or at least back at the cave..."
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2015 10:47 am
"This is my home," Totchli said, stubbornly. "It's it's not what it has, it's what it doesn't that I like so much."
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Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2015 2:32 pm
"What doesn't it have?" Natasha asked with sincere curiosity.
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Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2015 2:36 pm
It was on the tip of his tongue to answer 'you.' But the word stuck in his throat. He wasn't a very good liar. He wasn’t exactly thrilled to be talking with her. His stomach was all in knots and he could feel his flight instincts trying to kick into overdrive. This was the longest conversation he’d had with… well… anyone since before his mother left. And he felt like a cornered animal, thanks to that demented little jelly fish between him and his safe reefs. But at the same time, he kind of… liked… talking to her. As weird as that was. So he changed his answer to a muttered, “People. It doesn’t have any people.”
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Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2015 6:02 pm
"Because they leave?" she questioned gently, quietly actually - something of a rarity for her. "Well...you ever think maybe it's the environment?" she suggested softly. "It is a little...prickly..." She flashed him another of her smiles, "But...where I'm from we do have a few other souls about, we're a family - you could come be part of that too?" Her papa might not be too happy that she was just offering to invite new souls into the crew all willy nilly and all...but she just couldn't leave this stallion out here. Despite his icy disposition - she almost felt like he was trying to reach out to her, trying to keep her and Squishy there. Subconsciously a tentacle or two reached out towards him.
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Posted: Tue Jun 30, 2015 6:43 pm
"They won't want me," he muttered, more to himself than to her. Why was she being so persistent? Why couldn't she just leave him alone? "I'm safe here," he said, a bit louder, this time intending her to hear. "Nothing can hurt me here."
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Posted: Sat Jul 04, 2015 1:09 pm
"Well, don't let this get around but I have a bit of pull with the captain of our crew," Natasha assured him. "If I say you're you in, you're in." Her father had never really been able to say no to her, although it helped that she never really pushed the issue, but she would this time. "And well, safety in numbers and all that, right?" She didn't see him being all that safe at all out this way. All by himself with no one to look after him, if he got hurt - who would know and who would care? No one with the way he was going now. However she was going to leave out the bit about her Uncle Zoe and his treasure traps....she could tell him about those adventures later. But right now she was more convinced than ever that this poor fellow just needed someone to look after him, despite how much he said he was fine and happy all by himself. His actions spoke far louder than his words.
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