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 Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2007 9:02 pm
Giza wandered about the savanah in search of anything interesting. Being young as she was, there were many things that she had yet to learn. Her inquisitive nature made it almost a necessity to always be searching for something new.
There had been many times where she had be quite disappointed with her lack of interesting finds. This day seemed to to turning into one of those days. The string of nonevents of late were getting to the young lioness. Her curiosity going unsatisfied this long was almost painful to her.
Giza continued her search. She sat with muscles tense with frustration examining the horizon for anything out of the ordinary. Her pent up energy seemed like it would soon overwhelm her.
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2007 5:32 pm
Lonely eyes only saw one thing out of habit after all, and when they happened to be on the god of such.... well things just got that much grayer. to him the world was nothing mroe than a giant bundle of death and destruction, of lions that were out to kill one another and of animals that didn't care for the safety of their brothers or sisters.
In this world he'd given birth to two litters of cubs... only one survived and the two of them were scattered to the realms of impossibility. Where they both were was hard to tell, but Athrun could sense that Akiiki was still not in control of his body and that Dumu was... at least happy.
That was enough for the lonely god, but to miss his children was hard. To not see them was chilling, as what had happened to his previous ones had been so drastic. Had been so cruel. And it had all been his fault of course, they shold have never existed. So now he was blaming himself once more... now he figured that there was no way he wasn't to blame, nor that there was any way for him to repent.
Gliding down and landing on the ground with a gentle laugh for himself, Athrun spread his large wings and flicked them lazily. Here he was going over the secrets of life to himself and he wasn't enjoying the flight that he was having. He really was a fool. ninja
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2007 6:53 pm
Giza's jaw dropped in astonishment as she glimpsed the white lion soaring through the skies before her. Certainly this was worth the span of time that had left bored with nothing in the way of amusment.
She began to run in the direction that would take her into the shadow the he cast as the weaved in the sky with the winds. Giza's eyes never left the sight that intrigued her young mind to no end. She may have only been in this world a short time but only in her dreams had she ever enterained a thought of meeting a flying lion.
Her mother had told her stories of the gods that had watched over the swampland pride that she had grown up in. The lost look in her face had kept Giza from inquiring too much about the place that her family were made to abandon. This was a feet that was very admirable for a curious cub that wanted nothing more than to hear about everything that she could wrap her little mind around.
Giza continued blindly in her pursute after the lion in the skies above her. In doing so she never noticed the small rock that laid in her path the was just large enough to be a problem. As she came to it, one of her front paws hit is at a dangerous angle that threw her quickly off balence and into the grasses she ran through.
When she picked her head up from the ground she examined the sky again hoping she had not lost her last hope of having something interesting in her day: More so than that an experiance she would recall for the rest of her life.
Her sparkling lime green eyes darted from side to side examing the blue expanse for the lion she had beem following. Giza almost gave up hope of finding him again. Surely something like that was nothing but the conguration of her imagination trying to fill the void caused from boredom. She picked herself up dissapointed but ready to let it be and go on with her day.
To her surpise, when she was finished patting the dust from her fur and looked up, there stood her quary in all his shining beauty. Once again her jaw dropped involentarily at the sight of him.
[[Holy crap I didn't know I had that long of a response in me.]]
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2007 3:52 am
Blindfolded eyes peering about for a place to settle down and take a nap to clear his mind and any kinks he might have nestled in his body, Athrun spied a rather large looking boulder not that far from where he was standing. It wasn't the largest thing he'd ever seen, but it was large enough to fit one eternally adolescent god and all of his musings atop it. In this moment that was enough.
Swan-like wing settling in at his sides and covering the ebony heiroglyphs that trailed down his body, the God of Loneliness walked slowly in the direction of the boulder, eyes and body language betraying nothing out of the ordinary to be happening, other than just a large winged lion taking a stroll in midday.
Large claws left marks in the ground as he forced his energy into it to gauge his surroundings, as his eyes and heart were closed behind not only the blindfold but behind his feelings as well. It was hard to tell what was going through his own mind sometimes and he was the one that was in control of his own blasted body, so surely....
Leaping onto the rock, when he clearly didn't have to, Athrun nestled his body at a comfortable sweeping arch and spread his wings on either side of the large boulder, head lifted to the sky and breaths coming slowly as ever.
"How long are you going to stand there gap-mawed and stare little one?" Athrun's voice came from nowhere and yet everywhere, resonating even off the blades of grass on the ground. Of course he had to adjust his voice when in the presence of mortals, that was the only way he knew how to go about it, as their brains would explode upon hearing his true voice, but all the same it was nice to be able to speak close to normal near this girl.
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