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 Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2011 3:44 pm
 Fynna had pretty much shooed him out of his rooms, clucking like a mother hen. He's surprised she hadn't taken a broom to him to urge him out the door, and the very image made him chuckle as he sauntered into the crowd. He had one of his dapper vests on, this one in a paisley pattern instead of his usual pinstriped. His buttoned shirt was a pale teal, vest a deep blue-green, and his creased and ironed slacks were black. For Arc, this was quite colorful and cheerful!
Most of those from his household had already made their various ways out into the celebration, but Arc was content to stroll along on his own. He meandered along, pausing to admire the two errais, and then caught sight of a rather hilarious sight. People were running about, chasing... something. He stopped to watch, seeing only a blur until finally someone shouted in triumph, holding aloft a sweet-looking soft and fuzzy critter. Suddenly the idea of having a little companion in his over-large room appealed to him.
Hesitantly, he edged out of the crowd and neared where others were charging about in the underbrush and across grassy glades. Ah, there was one! It was huddled at the base of a sapling. Trying to be stealthy, he crept up and leaped!
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 4:15 am
 Yumeh has spent a good while near the Errais showcase, himself somewhat interested, but Tista in his head practically squealing with joy. They're adorable, adorable! Let me have them, please let me have them, I simply must have them!!! The whitette rolled his eyes and just stood there, allowing his 'second mind', like he called him, to continue the spazz. The celebration won't end THAT fast anyway, so giving him some time isn't really a bother. You know you can't ust carry them off? And what is it with you and horses, even? He sent him a mental question, and had to wait a bit for an anwser. You're silly, they're NOT horses you know, well kinda, but they're- But the rest of the thought was cut off, when a scared little critter came running, jumped on his leg, climbed under his shirt and after reaching his shoulder, jumped on a tree branch for safety. Puzzled, he turned around to see where it came from, and what scared it off, the pritter reminding him of some similar ones that usually were hiding under his bed- and to his surprise he noticed a crowd of people ambushing the poor things. What's going on, are they valued in gold or something?
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 10:54 am
It had escaped him, of course, easily and swiftly, gone in the blink of an eye. He chased others around in circles for a bit, until he was out of breath. He leaned against a tree in time to see one actually run up someone, through their clothes, and out the top into the tree he was leaning against. For once, he felt light and happy, without any troubles to weigh him down. So seeing this spectacle, he burst out laughing, his slight frame shaking with glee.
"Oh, I swear they are laughing right back at us," he gasped, still out of breath, flashing a smile at the floox-ladder person. "They want to be caught, but want to make you work for it!" He glanced up into the tree speculatively, but decided he was done chasing the brightly furred darlings for now. "Have you caught one yet? Or have any of the others?" He was feeling oddly chatty, effusive even with people he didn't know. That was what a mass celebration like this was for though, wasn't it?
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2011 11:44 pm
The happy, chatty man made him smile, Yumeh enjoying such company greatly. He approached him, moving away from the Errais without much of a problem- after all, Tista's attention was just as fickle as his own. "Didn't catch any, not yet. Don't feel I'll have to, though." With a grin, he joined the man, standing right next to him. "Some of their cousins started harrasing me a while back and they're awfully clingy. If that's the same for the rest of the species, they'll find a way to force us to keep and feed them sooner or later, like you said. That's probably how all this madness started." The man waved his hand towards the people in their chase. "I bet they wouldn't leave the poor people alone till they gave them their well-deserved attention~"
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2011 12:20 pm
Right on cue, Arc felt a tug on his pants leg. He looked down to find a floox nibbling at the edge, tail waving gleefully. Arctang smirked and took a breath, tensing to lean down slowly. At the change in his body's tension, the little furball trilled and was gone with a flick of its tail, whooshing away into the crowd of laughing or grumbling chasers.
"Yes, I think you are right, friend," he commented with amusement. He held out a hand. "I am Arctang," he introduced himself, leaving off all the honorifics and the detail of being one of the reborn deities, or nearly so anyway.
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