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 Posted: Fri May 04, 2007 2:30 pm
"Love's a good lass, aye aye, there be no arguments from me on that account lass." Now it was going to be a hard decision for him. The little mare had barely gotten used to him being around.. Was she ready to know that he was a father? Well, an adoptive one. The past month he had been told to look for the parents.
"Weeell, ye see lass I'm a father." Oh-ho what a mouthful to swallow, "an adoptive one at that lass." The day or so after they had parted he had distracted himself getting to know Lovey and well, it was all a long story. "Lass I've had an interestin' time ye ken?"
"If ye won't mind me laughin' then I think I'll have a good one now and again then." His tail kept "innocently" wrapping around hers even though she knew he was playing. Little touches would get her more and more adjusted him most-like.
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2007 3:00 pm
Azariel listened quietly, mullified by his admission of Lovey's decency. Ears flicked back instantly at his next words. A father? So, she wasn't important for that, eh? If she wouldn't give him something, another mare would do? Why were they bothering with each other then? Obviously, all he wanted was platonic, then.
Her thoughts halted again as he continued, "Adopted, eh?" It was....better, but still, something in her felt...pointless now. She liked children well enough, and though the entire process terrified her and any thought of children at this point made her crimson--she had hoped for something. How stupid of her, she should have known.
She managed a smile at him, "A late congradulations, then," She told him softly, "I'm sure you'll be very happy with them." She shook her head and trotted forward, intent on returning home and seeing Caelen off as quickly as she could. She wanted some time alone.
She made a soft sound, "Laugh when you like," she murmured, "I certainly will." She snorted softly, emotions roiling within her.
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2007 5:52 pm
The poor lass was hurt, but that wouldn't be a good excuse for her running off and treating him like he was a common criminal out to ruin her virginity or to get the make on any mare he could wrap himself around. Actually, that thought made him mad. Very mad.
Digging his hooves into the ground her took off in a full run, shooting past her and spinning around in order to block her path, "Now YE'LL WAIT JUST A GOD DAMNED MINUTE!" His voice was pure fury. The hell if he would be honest with his mare to have her trot away from him as if he had done something despicable.
"I want ter know right NOW what exactly ye think yer doin' jest leavin' me when I tell ye something like that." If he had hackles like a dog they'dve been raised. Anger and a sadness that she still had such a low opinion made his minty eyes darken and his tone sharpen.
"Yer mine whether ye acknowledge it or not lass, now let's have this out because I'm nae in the mood ter drag ye home when ye've opened yer wound runnin."
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2007 6:08 pm
Azariel stopped, staring at him with wide aqua eyes. Since when did he yell back at her? Since when did he assume something she hadn't even been thinking of? She shook her head, unable to speak for a moment, trying to understand what he was trying to say and ask of her.
Her lips twisted into a strained smile and she let out a rueful chuckle, "What do I think?" She repeated, shaking her head once more, "What do I think?" She glared, "I have no idea! No clue! What do I know? I think that you're insane! I think that I'm insane for even associating with you! I think I'm nuts for even contemplating the mere thought of something more between us!"
She gnashed her teeth together, "I have no idea what I am thinking! I have no idea why I react the way I do! I have no idea why I get offended every time you mention something about some other mare or some other child or anything else!" She shook her head, angry and frustrated beyond belief, "So just shut up about everything, alright?"
She deflated, ears and head drooping, "Just shut and leave me alone. I don't want this at all, you hear me? I want to be myself again."
"And I don't belong to you, you irish idiot, and I can open my wound as much as I like, it's not you're problem, got it?" Why couldn't he leave her alone? Or better yet just stop making her this way? She wanted to feel normal again! To...to not feel like this anymore.
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2007 6:21 pm
Damnit. He had gone and lost his temper with her and now it was going to be a hell of a time getting things back how he wanted them to be. I think that went with her feelings to. Just as quick as his anger had exploded it left him. Time to fix the world of hurt his bellowing had started.
"Now lass, ye've a temper and I've one too... When I lose it I lose it good and hard it'll nae happen again fer a long time." He hoped. Shifting closer his wrapped his neck over hers. She'd probably fight him for sure this time, and he probably deserved it but he had to comfort her.
"It's nae in me nature ter bellow an carry on so lass but when ye snub me like that I canna control my reaction." Shifting his weight from one leg to the other Caelen eyed her and pulled her tighter to him with his weight.
"Who else could ye ever be lass? Yer too bonny ter change even with my constant bellowin in yer ears."
He normally would have pulled back but right now he needed the contact and to keep her from running off, "Now now, no need ter lie.. we've just not come to agreements yet.. and don't open yer wound I have ter admit the sight of blood makes me quesy. Especially of those I care fer."
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2007 6:38 pm
Azariel's ears flicked back at his touch, that was not something she needed at the moment. "Temper's are one thing--" She was this close to biting him to get him off of her, "And you and I both know we set each other off enough that you'll be exploding a lot sooner then you think so."
She sighed softly, her neck tense under the warmth of green skin. Relaxing meant giving in, and that wasn't about to happen. "Humph, you should learn to, it isn't good to snap at someone like me." She chuffed softly and found herself pulled closer.
A snort, a mixture of laugh and a sound of disbelief, "When I'm not around you? Quieter. I'm quieter and much less confrontational. I think more before I act and I definitely try to be nicer and more considerate." She sighed, "But when I'm around you that just...dissolves."
Another snort, which became a bit of a growl, "No, I'm not lying. I'm not yours." Defiance radiated off her words, "I told you it'd be hell getting me back to anything like that. No "agreements" are going to be made anytime soon." She sighed softly, resisting the urge to relax in the soft warmth, "How kind of you to think of me," She murmured, tail flicking, "But it's my business."
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2007 11:50 am
The little mare under his neck was a bundle of nerves. One second it felt like she was beginning to thaw and melt against him and the next she was hissing at him again. Alright, he had deserved some of the hissing and crankiness but would it end soon? "Ahh, but it's the explosions lass that I enjoy so much and I think ye enjoy 'em too"
"It's nae any good ter snap at me either lass, well actually, I'll allow that you can yell and go on a tirade against me anytime ye like it's when ye storm off with a catty back-shot that I tend ter lose it." Perhaps now they would both understand each other better. To show his temper he had to walk away and she had to yell. Oi.
"Ahh lass, when I'm not aroudn ye have ter think o me, that's why yer so quiet and such." It was a cocky theory said only to make her a bit cranky at him again. "Now before ye go and blow up at me fer that line I'm jest doin' a bit o' teasin" That was true, and he'd keep on teasing and touching until she was calm again with him.
Damnit. She kept lieing to herself and to his face. They both knew that someday whether it was the near future or far away they would settle together. For the time being he'd better just drop the subject and find something they could both discuss without murderous thoughts crossing both of their minds. "Alright alright, I'll admit I'm a saint in horses clothin' ye know I canna do anything save fer worry about the safety of others. Would ye like ter go have some fun terday?"
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2007 12:16 pm
Azariel shook her head, "I'm not particularly fond of of yelling and shouting." She nudged his shoulder, wanting her neck free, "I'd rather just talk and have some fun, spending time with people I enjoy doing those things with." She chuckled once, "I'm too confrontational for my own good sometimes."
She raised an eyebrow at him curiously, "So, I can yell at you all I like as long as I don't storm off then? What about you? Must I offer the same to you?" She shook her head, smiling wanly, "Honestly, this is a completely strange relationship. We can't talk to each other for more then a few minutes without getting offended." A wistful sigh.
She snorted and looked at him coolly, "You just have to ruin moments, don't you?" She mused. Sighing, she mumbled something softly to herself too soft for Caelen to possibly hear. "I figured that," a shake of her head, "It's mostly just a part of an act for you, so I'll just have to get used to it for a while, won't I?"
"Did anyone ever tell you that you can be incredibly cocky?" She asked, lips twitching upward, "Honestly, so self-assured." She shook her head, silently determined. Their fights may be spectacular and there may be a smidgen of attraction between them, but it wouldn't last. As soon as he had "tamed" her, he would probably move on or become bored with her. They'd go on their seperate ways soon enough, Az just had to make sure she hadn't diven in too deep when the time came.
"What sort of fun?"
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2007 7:45 pm
That was certainly news to him. Caelen was having a hard time thinking of any mare he had met that enjoyed yelling and carrying on more than she did. Lord it was refreshing. Sometimes Lovey snapped at him and it made him feel just a spark of hope for future mares. The limp-minded pea brains he had found made him rage. Uncontrollably.
"Lass, would ye believe that I keep me temper handsomely fer you? I canna stand ter be around eejit mares that care only fer their looks." That itself was very tru. "If we would tell the truth ter each other I think we'd get along much more nicely, but as-is we both're dancin' round it so I think if we jest don't talk 'bout us as more'n friends we'll get ter know more."
She had pushed him off and it made him almost, sad? Damnit, he had to get his head out of the game at least until she decided for sure and for certaint aht she wanted to be with him. Having to have to get over a mare that had never really cared would make life hard for awhile. "I don't have ter mess things up lass I jest want ter get that frown off yer face."
"Cocky? Welll me mam told me I was goin' ter be in fer a world of hurtin' as soon as I decided ter give me affections ter any mare. Me father preferred ter call it spunk." Thinking of his family that seemed so far away anymore made him smile. The last several months had kept him more than busy and sometimes he founds himself wondering vaguely about names he should've known by heart.
"Weell, fer the most fun it'd be lady's choice as I dunno yet what ye like ter do."
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Posted: Sun May 06, 2007 5:34 am
Azariel sighed, "It wouldn't surprise me," She admited, shaking her head, "Idiot mares, idiot stallions, they're all the same here, this place is over-populated with them." Another sigh, it was times like these she wasn't particularly fond of the world she grew up in.
She laughed softly, "I suppose it might help if someone told me a little more about himself, wouldn't it? After all, all my dirty laundry has been air outed; yours I have yet to see much of." She shook her head and took two steps back toward her home, "Mashki might be worried by now," She mumbled absently.
"If you want to get a smile on my face, you should try to be less..." She shrugged helplessly, "I don't even know the word for it." She gave him a faint smile, "But it's not like I can stop you from doing anything, now can I?"
"Ha. Your mother was right," She chuckled, "You have one of the most cocky attitudes I've ever seen, let alone the misfortune to encounter." SHe shook her head, "I'm mostly joking about that." She assured him, a stuck her tongue out defiantly. So he did have family, eh? She wondered what they were like, and how Caelen would be like when he was around them.
"It doesn't matter to me."
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Posted: Sun May 06, 2007 8:08 am
So she had met some of those soquilis too? Well, then maybe that was why she only pretended not to want to put up with him. When he was put next to a vain stallion like so many were, his own looks and personality seemed to ring out much brighter if he did say so himself. "Now then, the best thing ter do fer eejits is jest ter make 'em mad. S'fun game lass."
"Weeell, ye've nae asked that I can remember. Me old mind ye ken. Jest ask me what ye'd like ter know and I'll manage my way through or I'll jest pass on the question." Of course, she should have asked all of this much earlier as anymore it was hard to think of specific details. His mum and dah tended to be the only thing he could really remember anymore.
"Ye want me ter be less, eh? Less manly? Less funny? Less adorable?" Oh god, it was all HE could do not to laugh at that list. Even if he seemed cocky it was all a front. Underneath Caelen knew he was just like any of the other stallions save for vanity.
"Me mam tended ter be right 'bout most things." A slow smile spread his lips thinking of all the hassling he had recieved, "She used ter rant at me. "Caelen! Yer goin' ter be the death 'o me! Why can't ye go an play quietly like yer brothers an sisters!" Oh she had a wicked tongue when she was in a mood." During the narration his eyes and drifted from hers but he had started walking, "We'd best go ter yer teepee an let yer two-legger fuss o'er yer bandaides afore we go out lass."
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2007 7:56 am
Azariel laughed at him, "Fun? No, I'd rather just avoid them. Consorting with them makes them think you're their friend and they won't let go of that, until it's beaten to a pulp." She shook her head, having her own dealings with fools. Caelen may think such a thing was fun, but she'd rather divert such a thing.
She was silent for a moment, thinking. Had she ever asked? No, she couldn't recall ever doing so. "Sorry then, I seem to have been spilling my guts to you about my family, but never giving you the opportunity to do the same. Pity." She sighed softly, wondering what she could possibly ask.
"Oh hush, you," She chided, "I never said any of that!" She shook her head, mock-glaring at him, "Don't put words into mty mouth, okay?" She chuckled and shook her head again, "I was going to say less annoying or something similar to that."
A cheerful smile, "One day, I'd like to meet your mother, she sounds like someone I would get along with very well." She laughed again, "Why did I know you would be exactly the same when you were a child as you are now?" He had been? How like him.
She simply nodded once and moved to go on ahead, just in case Caelen had forgotten where their destination resided.
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2007 2:31 pm
Ahh, so he had managed to get a laugh out of his vaforite ice queen. Someimtes the little mare looked at him with enough hatred to make him ponder giving up trying to be a friend and spend time, but what good would that do? If he gave up and left then she'd just group him in with all of the others that have left her and her father. "Oi, weell, I suppose ye've not the mindset ter mess with them jest a bit."
"Ahh, but I like hearin' about yer family although it makes me sad yer mam an' brothers canna find the time ter be with ye." Hopefully it wouldn't turn out to be too sore of a topic, butj ust in case he'd not dwell on it for too long, "Now then lass, if ye've a mind ter meet me mother yer goin' ter have ter learn how ter swim."
To the best of his knowledge his mother was an ocean away, how in the name of god he had ended up here? Who knew.. but his homeland was a far far place. "If I were puttin' words in yer mouth ye'd know it." Several interesting options came to mind..... Oi, keep it together lad or she'll deck ye.
"Now lass, I'm nae a bit like I used ter bit." Gazin down at his legs and then back at his rump as if thinking over something incredibly deep and important, "Ye see, I used ter be much much smaller.. an' me markings didn't show up near as nice as now." Grinning wickedly and continueing to where they needed to go, "I was afraid I'd be an ugly duckling ferever ye ken?"
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2007 5:08 pm
Azariel stopped for a moment, eyes elsewhere. She missed them, despite it all, she missed her family. She was strong, too strong to want to just give up. She'd see her brothers again, she was sure of it.
"It's....it's alright," She answered finally, smiling wanly, "It's not as if I won't see them them again, you know?" She shook her head, a light breeze tangling into her mane.
Ears perked for a moment, "Swim?" She chuckled again, shaking her head, "I know how to swim, doesn't everyone?" Indeed she did, it had been one of those "let's-go-have-fun-in-the-water-without-the-parents" episodes. She had been quite a rebellious child. Age didn't change much.
She shook her head, "Nah, I'd know it too," She picked up her pace again, "You coming or not?" She called after her, blowing a wisp of white mane out of her face.
"Not very good looking?" She paused again, smiling slightly, "Everyone used to be younger, Cael, and I bet you didn;t mind yourself nearly as much as I did." She shook her head again, remembering, "Ah...back in the day I used to hate so many things..." She sighed and shrugged, "But no one can be an "ugly duckling" forever, it's simply not possible." She trotted forward a few steps, "Come on then, Cael, Mashki's definitely going to be worried by now."
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Posted: Wed May 09, 2007 6:27 pm
Caelen kept walking even when she stopped, it would be dusk before they had time to do anything fun. Missing one's family was hard, he knew that much. Knowing they weren't all that far away and still didn't come around would probably kill him inside a little bit.
"Aye lass, ye'll see 'em again even if I have ter tie 'em up an drag 'em ter visit ye." The image made him laugh a bit as he didn't have the ability to really "tie" anything up.. at all.
"Ahh, those usually tend ter be the best fun ter have lass.. when yer parents dun know what yer doin' precisely." A wicked glint danced in his bright green eyes before winking. Not that he'd ever tell her some of the more colorful things he had done. Some of which his dah would tan his hide for still if he were to know.
"Of course I'm comin' lass. Yer the slow one terday." That was a lie, he had stopped with her at first then started walking again. Her leg seemed to be holding up pretty nicely. Just have the bandages checked before he could rest easy. Any extra bleeding and he'd plead starvation for an excuse to just graze.
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