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 Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2009 1:03 pm
"Well..." he said looking down at his stretched out form. "I don't think I'm really that big..."
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2009 1:08 pm
"I don't need a huge world...as long as it doesn't have glass walls, anyway." She stretched her fin down to where his hooves were and stroked them with it.
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2009 1:20 pm
"Why no glass walls?" he asked curiously.
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2009 1:26 pm
"Glass walls imply me being in a tank. Tanks mean that I'm confined. I don't want that. But you don't confine me, so it's ok that you're my world."
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2009 1:34 pm
"No, I don't want to put you in a tank- you wouldn't be happy and if you weren't happy I wouldn't be happy," he paused for a moment in consideration. "Or I'd be a dead bird..."
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2009 1:39 pm
"You would be a dead bird." She grinned and patted her daggers. "You'd have to feed me sometime...and I wouldn't forget being put in a tank so easily."
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2009 1:41 pm
"Maybe I could distract you from the whole killing thing..." he mused. "I can be very distracting."
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2009 1:44 pm
"You certainly are distracting. You prove that all the time."
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2009 1:51 pm
"Distracting and distracted..." he grinned. "The best of both worlds!"
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2009 7:47 pm
"You get distracted? What could ever distract you?" She was confused. He never seemed distracted.
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2009 7:54 pm
"Pretty girls with fins it would seem..."
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2009 8:00 pm
"Does that mean you like my fin?" She flipped it flirtatiously up in the air.
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2009 8:16 pm
"About as much as you like my wings," he grinned puffing out his chest proudly.
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2009 8:25 pm
"How did you know I love your wings?" Naida blushed a little bit and mumbled, "I've always wanted to touch them. They look so soft..."
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2009 8:27 pm
"The way you stare at them," he grinned. "Go on, touch them..."
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