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 Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 7:10 pm
 Stars twinkled in and out between light clouds, just after night fall. A soft breeze swept the sea and lugia stepped down onto the beach, carrying his flute in hand. He smiles quietly to himself as the breeze ran through his cloths. His eyes searching, he found a high rock to sit on and he jumped up, getting comfertible. a crab races across the sands, pinchers snapping, and he took the flute to his lips. It's whisling voice rose high about the waves, and danced, echoing out across the waters and the sands.
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 7:30 pm
 The feel of the waves lapping against her feet, the sea wind ghosting across her hair and the sound of the ocean were quite possibly the most peaceful and serene feelings that Dialga had ever experienced - not that she truly took the time to remember all of her past experiences, just the more notable ones. which were few in number despite her long 'lifetime'. It had been a long while since she had visited the ocean, and she truthfully could not recall the last chance she had been able to walk alone on a beach without interruption. Not that she had much in terms of companionship. She was just never fortunate to stumble across a vacant beach.
As she continued her trek across the sands, she found the breezes to suddenly begin carrying a noise that was not created by the waves, though that didn't mean it was any less peaceful. It was difficult to determine exactly where the noise was coming from and what was making such a charmingly eerie song. Her glowing red eyes searched out into the darkness for a source, coming to land on a figure settled upon a rock that overlooked the sea.
Unable to resists the soothing lulls of the flute's music, she found herself being drawn closer and closer to the figure until she stood at the base of the rock the male, and yes, she had found that despite the long flowing blue hair that the figure was indeed of a masculine persuasion. Subconsciously she leaned against the cold stone, closing her eyes and allowing herself to be lost in the sounds of the ocean and the wind instrument.
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 7:46 pm
Lugia let the tun carry out across the waves and left his mind to wander. the tune was older then he, how old, he did not know. His tail swayed gently in movment with his rythems. He did not at first see the other entity that had stumbled upon him because he was lost in the sound. Many more notes dances from his flute when he became aware of her. She did not speak but instead listened. He would have smiled had his lips not been making the magic they were.
He did not stop but instead played ha softer melody, one more modern, but no less powerful. He looked down at her watrching her reaction to his change in song.
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 8:31 am
She did not mind that he had not picked up on her presence, or if he had payed no attention to her. The tune was more then enough to keep the blue Esper content. It really was one of the most hauntingly beautiful sounds she had ever had the opportunity to listen too and she was glad she had chosen today to take a stroll across the beach. Her expression was serene, her eyes closed and her mouth slightly parted, though it was her nose that was taking her breaths.
Her expression remained even as the tune shifted, though she found herself missing the previous song. Whilst the current tune was beautiful, she found it did not have the same charm to it as the previous melody. However it was not her place to say that she preferred the former, it was she who was intruding on his private performance after all. So instead she listened, taking in the scent and sounds of the ocean and the high shrill sounds of the other Entity's flute.
Her eyes slowly opened, a brief flash of surprise flitting through them as she realized that her presence had been realized. A soft, apologetic smile graced her face, though she did nothing in means to excuse herself from the area. If he had not asked her to leave then she figured her listening was not an issue.
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 8:43 am
He smiled with his eyes at her. changing his song yet again to slightly faster more up beat dance, twittering like the birds in the way only a wind instrument can do. Though he was big and slower moving the song took on the sound of a fast pace bird bussy on it day. This song did not at all match the night or the sea. After a twittering digression he finally removed it from his lips. "Good evening."
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 5:28 pm
Whilst the previous songs had been calm and peaceful, the new one could hardly be considered as such, and Dialga found herself a bit unhappy with the sudden change. The tune was still pretty, but it didn't really fit the current situation. A song as bright and cheerful like this one was much more suited to the day time, in a garden filled with birds and sunlight. Again she refrained from voicing her opinion however, as yet again it was not her place to intrude.
Slowly opening her eyes as the male spoke his greeting, she graced him with a soft smile of her own. "Good evening. I'm sorry to intrude on your privacy, but your song was too lovely not to attempt a closer listen." She said, her bright red eyes examining the male before her for the first time. He was attractive in his own way she supposed, pale with a handsome face, and she suddenly found herself feeling a bit subconscious. She was by no means an unattractive individual, but she was not a striking beauty either.
Shaking off those kinds of thoughts she forced herself to return to the conversation. Well, it wasn't so much a conversation as an exchange of greetings. Though it certainly had the potential to grow into a conversation should the other party decide to engage in further exchanges of words.
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 7:17 pm
He noded and slide down from the rock, easing himself gently and then standing beside her. He looked her over, spoting the gem on her chest. she was defently a ghosling, much like him from what he could see. And she was beautiful, like the sea.
"I came to sing with the sea." he looked out at the water which had receaded sence he had first settled on the rock. "At night, it is peaceful." He was not normaly one to make conversation as he rarely danced with the younger ghostlings. He would much prefer to stay out of the way, in a quiet spot by the water.
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 7:40 pm
Eyes raised in a somewhat amused expression as she found his eyes drifting towards the gem on her chest. Whilst she knew it was the sparkling blue diamond that hat attracted his attention it was still a bit amusing that he could look at he chest without feeling embarrassed. She found that she liked that part of this male, though as of yet she did not really see much about him that she did not like, though that was probably due to the fact she did not know more then the simplest of details.
She had never heard the term of singing with the sea, and truthfully she wanted to point out that he had been playing the flute and not singing, but she chose against pointing out such a thing. There wasn't really a need to do so. She found her eyes following his own, looking out to the waves that had seemed to recede over the course of his playing. For once she had forgotten the time - something she had believed up to this point to be impossible considering it was her domain.
"There truly is no place as serene as the sea at night. The sound of the waves and the soft breeze is truly the most magnificent when experienced in the soft light of the stars." She answered truthfully, not at all aware that she was speaking to a being whose life revolved around the ocean and therefor had experienced such a pleasure on more occasions then one could count on both hands combined.
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 8:09 pm
He smiled a little, just the courner of his mouth, his fondness for the sea showing through his face. His eyes birghtened a little and his heas pulled up. "Yes, I agree. Still, it is best not to underestimate her. She can become very dangerous." He had seen the best of sailors go down in the ocean, those who had thought themselves to be able to tame her at their own bidding. They had ignored the warning signs and rode out to sea just as a storm front moved in.
He shook his head hair roaming about his body. Memories from long ago were not needed. He felt sleepyness creep up upon him, the sea's scent crawling up his nose, and lulling him. the urge to walk out into the water and just curl up came upon him, but he ignored it, turning his attention to the living jem that had happened upon him.
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