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 Posted: Sun Sep 16, 2007 4:52 pm
[PRP between Em, Manda and myself. For Vergil, Lenneth and their children.]  White wings floated across the sky gently as the armored female glided her way towards HQ. For whatever reason, her son had insisted she went there for some sort of interaction. Usually she wouldn't submit to such trivial favors, but Sigurd just would not stop bothering her about that. Perhaps he actually found something of interest to show her rather than just telling her he met new friends. Whichever the case, her son was not too far behind.
 The now grown child was running not too far behind his mother. Considering she had the advantage of wings, he wasn't too bad for only running. His sword swung madly at his sides as he ran. His paws taking gigantic leaps more than anything. He had a good feeling about this. Whatever it was, it felt like something fate set up for the two of them.
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Posted: Sun Sep 16, 2007 9:17 pm
 Toni was, at the moment, flopped in a little shady spot just outside the HQ, having managed to find her way back after meeting up with Dart earlier. She was still sort of thinking about the male and a silly sort of smile was on her face - lost in daydreams.
She thought she had seen her brother around a little earlier too, but she couldn't be sure. And as far away as she was in her head, she had absolutely no idea the mother she had hardly ever seen was even now coming closer...
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Posted: Sun Sep 16, 2007 9:31 pm
Vergil was probably less concerned about life that he should be, in truth...for it was going moderately well for him. The past was somewhat bleak, and in truth, though it had had its moments, he would rather put it all behind him. He was out for a walk, hoping to run into his brother, who was out at the moment, though by evening they would likely all gravitate back home...Vergil had just gotten lonely for once and found his book entirely unsatisfying.
He was aware that he was being followed, he was, however, entirely oblivious to the fact that he was about to meet up with an old...friend of his.
Aligheri had followed along, soaring on the breeze at a lazy pace...having the wings of his dam and the nearly outright cranky temperament of his sire, the third member of Vergil and Lenneth's brood was his father's wingman today, drifting along behind him...keeping a sharp eye on the ground below. He admired Vergil, and wanted to be as like to him as possible, though he never in a lifetime would have admitted it.
He was a proud creature...but then...both of his parents were such, it was to sense that he'd inherit the gene. Ah...wait...was there someone there? Languidly he banked, in no great hurry to see the newcomers
to the scene, just idly curious.
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2007 9:12 am
Curious blue eyes seemed to temporary pause at the sudden "slow motion". He felt like he recognized this female somewhere before, but how could that possibly be? He had only met few in his lifetime here, no matter how short it was in comparison to his mother's. She looked nothing like him. Entirely pale skin, blond hair...nothing that even resembled his mother.
Digging his paws into the ground for a sudden stop, something he was unaccustomed to doing. He was never the hasty type. But her scent...so alluringly familiar. Just who was she?
Stepping closer to the female softly, the male decided to pursue his curiosity. But how to do so without rudely awaking her from her sweet slumber? "Hello?" He asked softly.
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Her body turned around to see what the commotion was with her son. Usually he was not the type to act so...rudely to another. She taught him better than that. But then curious emerald eyes gazed down at the one he wanted to speak with. She knew this familiarity the same way Sigurd did, only with more of a mother's touch to it.
Despite never being the maternal type, this unavoidable fate ended up happening anyway. Even if Vergil and her were to never get along ever again, she would never blame the birth of her own children. They were her precious gifts, not a constant thorny reminder. She knew the face well, but decided to observe gently from the distance above. It was best she knew Sigurd, first, rather than to think by some chance her other family deserted her.
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2007 6:53 pm
Blinking suddenly, Toni snapped out of her daydream and stared at the other, blinking again. Then she smiled and sat up, not even seeming to notice a bit of a cowlick in fur on her chest where the straps of her armor had shifted while she was lying down. "Hi!" she said cheerfully, tails waving.
Head tilted just a bit then, and she stretched her muzzle toward him, then blurted, "You kinda smell familiar..."
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2007 9:47 pm
Sigurd smiled lightly at the familiar female in front of him. Her scent was familiar to him, too. But by what? He couldn't recall. All he could tell was she had a...rather...homely scent to her. "As do you. You smell rather...homely," he nodded lightly.
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Posted: Thu Oct 18, 2007 1:05 pm
He caught a whiff of their scent, and decided to land. Siblings...that's what they were. Family. He knew the import of it, could sense the way that they were connected to him. Ali was perceptive, perhaps moreso than his father. Without saying a word, however, he padded up to the other two, sitting but a few feet away, folding wings neatly and curling tails about his forefeet. He'd wait to be acknowledged.
~.~
Vergil raised his head...seeing that...yes...his family had gathered. There was a certain tug at his heart upon seeing the female...she was...very much alike in appearance to Vergil's own mother. But the children, for all that he was reluctantly glad to see them...there were more important matters at hand.
"Lenneth..." There was no frigidity in his tone, when there well might have been, instead...a certain softening, not quite the same as the one used for Vergil's own twin, but something...special, reserved just for her all the same.
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Posted: Thu Oct 18, 2007 1:28 pm
Oblivious to the meeting of her parents a few feet away, Toni blinked and turned head at Ali's landing, then grinned broadly and bounded over toward him. "Hiiiiii Ali!" she called, pouncing on the brother she had more or less grown up with.
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Posted: Fri Oct 19, 2007 11:26 am
The middle child glanced at the two observantly, especially upon the new male who landed. A similar sense of familiarity came from him. A sense of home. He not only felt familiar, but looked familiar. He had the same white wings Sigurd's mother had. He could never miss such a detail, since he was always amazed at them ever since childhood. But it wasn't just the wings, but there were other things, too. They just felt familiar...as if they belonged together--all three of them.
Interrupting their play time together, he smiled softly, "My name is Sigurd...Who may the two of you be?"
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Her ears perked at the mention of her name. That voice...It was that same alluring, soft voice which resulted in those three in the first place. She could never forget it. That soft, tender voice which called to her. It was a voice that warmed her heart yet tugged at it violently at the same time. It had been a while...yes...perhaps a bit too long since the two of them met.
She hated how human he made her feel...yet it made her heart dance wildly. From the looks of things, she prepared herself emotionally and mentally against whatever may come. Surely this meeting between the two of them wasn't what she hoped for it to be.
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