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 Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 6:38 pm
((Stupid title took up most of the thing, whatever. XD )) Zlyphia sat on a nice blanket and played her violin, the sweet notes carried through the forest. She was at least ten miles from her house which was five miles from the city. She didn't like the attention that her playing brought but maybe she would meet someone who knew how to play.
The elegant dress she worse was around her like a small ocean. Her heart sang with her music and she soon was dreaming. Her hands stopped moving and she laid down on the blanket. Her face with blank and soon was was in a world of her own, dancing with the people she had left behind so long ago.
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 7:06 pm
Donovan danced to his own music, his foot tapping to the invisible beat. He hadn't any place to call home yet, and the sweet call of nature kept him from entering the city for extended amounts of time. He wasn't ignored by any means, due to his..colorful appearance, but there were times when he just...
Suddenly he realized he wasn't dancing to music in his head, but to music that -someone- had been playing. He had only realized this as the music had stopped. He continued on though, certainly following the music. He came upon someone as colorful as he was but, not one to be rude, he simply went and sat beside her silently, the slight breeze ruffling his hair.
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 7:17 pm
Zlyphia lay in her music coated world till she flapped her wings and they crushed against something? No someone. Her breathing quickened then evened out, her powder blue eyes just stared at the ground in front of her till she sat up and looked at the male, he looked like he could be a dancer? Or maybe an actor of some kind.
For a moment she said nothing to him, just eyed him from head to toe. Wondering also why he had sat next to her. "You heard me playing..didn't you?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 9:36 pm
Giving a lopsided smile, he stretched out a bit, gazing into the distance contentedly. "Aye. Ye be a very talented lass." he complimented her. "Me mum used to be quite talented at the 'Lin afore she parted."
"But it seems as tho' me jitterin' feet led me here as well. I dance to th' tunes." Smiling gently he offered his hand. "Me name be Donovan, some call me 'Van fer short."
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 6:29 am
Zlyphia had met a lot of people who forced their Irish accent. It had been a while since she heard one. She laughed a little and placed her hand in his, she was used to people just kissing her hand. "I'm Zlyphia." She said smoothly. "May I ask what part of Ireland you are from? Your accent is very thick." She had gotten used to the way he talked by the time he was done, she knew the chandra in her group would give him this weird look and just smile.
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