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Posted: Sat May 13, 2006 3:17 pm
"Uh..." cheveyo bit his lip, then took her hand, "C'mon, it'll be easier to explain at the cove," he said, pointing and smiling almost nervously.
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Posted: Sat May 13, 2006 3:39 pm
Mars shook her head and followed him willingly, wanting to just this - whatever it may be - over. "Alright... What every you say."
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 9:44 am
After a bit of walking, Cheveyo stepped into the cove, looking around for any sign of Kithria. That voice at the back of his head, the one that sounded suspiciously like ahis teenage self, told him that maybe he should book it before he embarassed himself.
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 10:06 am
Todd had stopped his wanderings and came back to stand with Mars while she walked along with Cheveyo, looking slightly annoyed.
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 10:13 am
Cheveyo saw the annoyed look, and that voice got even louder. Maybe this was a bad idea. Mars didn't want to have his kids...he was pushing her too fast.
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 10:20 am
Marcella so wanted to roll her eyes at this... trip? What were they doing anways? It must be time to ask, hadn't she already? Maybe just a few more minutes before she pounced on him, forcing out answers. Yes, she would give him just a bit more time to tell her what she was doing!
Todd pranced around both Cheveyo and Mars, trying to gain their attention. He knew something was going on and he didn't like the tension.
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 10:28 am
Kithria watched the two for a moment before speaking, they looked more confused and flustered then anything, "What now children? You appear lost?"
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 10:46 am
Cheveyo jumped, his front legs bending in his instinctive urge to run. Then he realized who it was and straightened up. "Uh, no...We're meant to be here," he said, his ears drooped with embarassment. "This is Mars...she's the one I was talking about last time..."
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 11:44 am
With a surprised look, "Ment to be here?" Mars asked while also wondering why he would be talking about her. "I, at least, am lost," she told the very strange looking.. taur. This would have to be Kithria, the ghost? Maybe Chevy was right about that.
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 11:51 am
Kithria steped into the light and it was plain to see that she was, in fact, a ghost. "Chevey-ooo," She said in a scornfull tone, "Did you not tell her?"
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 12:01 pm
"I figured it wouldn't matter if I..waited until we actually got here to tell her why," Cheveyo said, rubbing the back of his neck and looking down.
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 12:31 pm
Kithria rolled her eyes and turned to Mars, about to prove that even the most benevolent parents could be cruel sometimes."Hello young lady, since you are so lost I feel obliged to intoduce myself. I would have earlier but it's been so long since I've had to."
Kithria shook Mars's hand as she said, "My name is Kithria, and I am the patron spirit of children. May I ask your name?"
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 12:52 pm
Golden eyes tried to understand what type of taur this was but to a warrior like Mars, Kithria looked both powerful and kind - a hard soul to understand.
"I am Marcella Aitken. Daughter of LaVonne Aitken and of the centaur Jamis." She couldn't understand why she was giving out that information but now it didn't matter.
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 12:59 pm
Kithria nodded, "I remember your parents." She turned to Chev and raised an eyebrow.
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 1:02 pm
Cheveyo looked down when Kithria looked at him, scuffing his foot like a kid who'd done something wrong.
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