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 Posted: Wed Aug 10, 2011 7:39 pm
 Aleksey was wandering as usual, but this time.. not unlike other times, he was being followed. By an adorable black and white cat.. no wait.. that wasnt a cat.. it was a skunk! A baby skunk was following the Russian, and somehow hadnt stunk him up. Aleksey had given up trying to get the thing to leave him alone but it wasnt working. Not with the fruit basket and sunflower seeds he had with him. " Oh... you are not to be following me, da? Oh... you are not listen because i having the food, huh?" Aleksey whined as he turned to the creature and held up a finger. The skunk just looked cutely up at him and Aleksey sighed. Turning back Aleksey continued to walk, until he came across a green haired man and a chicken.. on a leash! Aleksey stopped a foot or so from the man and stared from the male to the chicken. "It is pet? How are you having pet chicken? Do you not eat chicken if you having pet of it?" Aleksey said before he blushed and laughed lightly. "Ah sorry i not mean to be rude. It is cute chicken. Pryvet.. i am Aleksey, from Russia." Aleksey said with a smile as he held up his hand to the man and to the chicken. The skunk stopped at Aleksey's feet only to settle near him and stare at him like a hawk.
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Posted: Thu Aug 11, 2011 7:18 am
 
Avian was definitely in his most relaxed, blissful state. Nature was absolutely amazing. And Avi was a disciple of nature! That's what he liked to call it anyway. Someone who was in tune with the world. They were rare these days. But, you could always find some. Like that guy! He had a a little critter with him. Oh wait, he was talking. Avian would have been mad at the eating chicken comment. But since the man quickly corrected himself, he let it go. "He is my pet, Bob" He spoke with a smile. Bob clucked at the sound of his name. The rooster was very well trained for a chicken. "And I'm Avian, from America," He continued as he imitated Aleksey and waved back. Avi then focused back on the skunk. Skunks were actually one of his old fascinations. You could imagine the couple of months he had continually been sprayed by them while trying to befriend them. However this guy, this very tall guy now looking at him, seemed to make friends with it so easily. The green haired man pointed to the animal and looked up at the Russian, "Is he your pet?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 11, 2011 6:26 pm
"Oh Pryvet bob." Aleksey said to the chicken with a smile. Before he looked down to the skunk that had followed him. He shook his head with a smile and pointed down to the creature. "No he is not being mine. He just enjoying following me because of these.." Aleksey said as he reached into the fruit basket and produced some sunflower seeds. Aleksey bent down and held out his gloved hand with the sunflower seeds in it. The skunk perked up and immediately went over to the mans hand and started eating up the seeds, as if it had been starving for weeks on end. Which wasnt true cause it was kind of a fat skunk.
"Ah.. does bob want feedings?" Aleksey asked as he offered the chicken some of the seeds as well with his other hand. He had to set down the basket to do so and the moment Aleksey did. The skunk went straight for the fruit basket and started eating everything in it. "Oh no.. you little naughty skunk!" Aleksey sighed. He didnt have the heart to smack the creature away.. no he only reserved that for his sister Anatasji. Aleksey shook his head and looked back to Avian. "So what you do with pet chicken? You run chicken farm? I run fruit farm myself. It is fun.. but i getting attacked by bee's alot.. and deer like to come into my house sometimes, when they shouldnt. Do you have that problems?" Aleksey asked gently.
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Posted: Thu Aug 11, 2011 8:20 pm
"Thank you," Avi immediately replied when the man game some seeds to Bob. The rooster of course ate the seeds graciously, clucking here and there as he did. Which left the man to watch as the skunk attacked Aleksey's basket. What more could you expect from wild animals? Though it looked like the Russian man wasn't going to do anything about it, so Avi decided to just continue the conversation. "That's right," He confirmed when the man asked about the farm, "I just opened one up recently." Very recently to be precise. Though he wasn't really open for business just yet. Although Aleksey seemed like he was. Another farmer, how nice. Farming was such a noble career. To utilize nature... It was the best. It did have it's complications though. Nature did mean other animals would try to attack Avi's animals, that was just how it works, "I get some foxes and stuff now and again." Of course he'd be damned if he let them anywhere near his birds, "It's just the worries of a farmer I guess, but it's well worth the trouble."
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2011 4:30 pm
"Foxes?" Aleksey pondered as he stood up and looked to Avian. He then got an idea and smiled. He snapped his gloved fingers and pointed to the man. "Ah maybe if you getting a big ferocious dog it can be protecting chickens from foxes!" Aleksey suggested with a smile. He looked back down at the skunk. Shooing the creature away Aleksey picked up the basket, the fruit and seeds were scattered about, lost to the ground at this point. "It is worth trying. That or big strong fence to keep foxes out. I can help if you needing it. I have many old trees that needed to be cut for firewood. I having some to spare if you want it?" Aleksey said offering his help and some supplies. "Ah here, you to be having this." Aleksey said as he produced a little hand made business card. One side of it was in Russian, the other side was in English, well broken English. And it had a happy little sunflower on it. "If you want farmer company. I make god borscht if you like soup?" Aleksey said with a smile. It was always good to make friends, he wanted to acquire alot of friends while he lived on the island. Oh that reminded him he needed to go visiting some of his already friends!
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2011 6:10 pm
Avian never really put much thought into how to solve that problem easily. He figured he'd just protect his flock with his bare hands. Though that would get really tiring night after night. "Those are great ideas..." He said with a very intense look, one of heavy realization. That's why when Aleksey gave him the card he put on a wide smile, "Oh~ That would be a great help." Of course he couldn't really read the card, but he could make out the important things. Avi appreciated nice people, and this guy was as nice as they got. And it made him even happier to here the offer to have 'company'. In other words to make a friend. A farming friend of all things! That really had him in high spirits. "I'll have to take you up on that offer," He made to say with a large grin. Of course he could invite the Russian over to do some hard labor and enjoy a nice drink and maybe some food. The traditional way of guys hanging out. Avian was excited just thinking about it. But, the thoughts didn't last long when he felt a pecking at his leg. Of course Bob was getting restless. A sign for the man to start heading back. So with one big motion, he stood up and waved to the man energetically, "It's time for me to head back, but I hope to see you soon!" And with that, the green haired, chicken walking man made his way back to his farm. There was work to be done after all.
-Exit Avi-
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Posted: Wed Aug 17, 2011 3:57 pm
-Blaire Vatonage-
-NEW DAY-
Arriving at the Garden was a familiar pink haired female that took a moment to glance around the place. It was one of the many places that told you... Gaston doesn't ruin everything~ Dear Goddess how even her work had been affected by him. Or rather her... Lillia... Blaire was pretty close to hating the little terror, but that would be unsightly and she'd probably get an earful from someone if she said it out loud. Even the trees here had ears. Now Blaire was wondering something else... in all the terrors and ears... that name couldn't stop leaving her mind. Quentin Alvey-LeBlanc. It sounded familiar, together. Because separated it was just enough to make her growl. She hadn't heard much of the two except that they were alive. That was all she heard and she didn't even want that bit of information. Then Conor popped up and that had sent a few neurons to hell. Blaire couldn't help but be optimistic, even if she was highly suspicious... Maybe it's a coincidence? Fat chance little girl.
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Posted: Fri Aug 19, 2011 3:32 pm
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2011 6:01 pm
-Blaire Vatonage-
She hadn't been waiting long when a small nagging thought kept poking around, telling her to leave. But curiosity would be the death of her some day. For wanting White Day, well here was White Day. Blaire just about sighed in thought before a five year old approached her. The girl had merely looked at him for a second before he spoke... Nah... Luck wouldn't be that cruel would it? "Yes... That would be me..." She paused. Well she had to! Who wouldn't!? "...Who are you?" It was best to be cautious and simply ask the boy his name. He was probably just going to ask her something right? ...He wasn't Quentin. He wasn't Quentin. He wasn't Quentin. She probably didn't believe herself, before her hands were stuffed into her sweater's pockets, fiddling non-stop. White Days didn't seem to be a good event for this user, for all the people had bad experiences. Look at Lucas... Not that she knew what really happened that day... It's simply known as the dark day by Lucas... Then again the boy could be melodramatic...
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