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Patron Saint Of Farewells
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 Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2007 1:53 am
By the gods...couldn't the day go by any faster? There was nothing to do, no one worthy of talking to was around and her friend Sibby was off with his girlfriend. Huffing, she stomped a hoof against the ground rather frustrated.
"Why must I always be bored?"
Grumpy, Psychotica moved on, heading towards the river for a cool drink. Perhaps she'd find a spot of fun on the way aswell...or maybe a bit of trouble even. Oh how she could use a bit of drama. This place was a bit too calm for her taste.
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Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2007 1:57 am
He was already at the river, lounging in the shade of the trees, his smokey gray form darker from the lack of light, it only caused his eyes to shimmer even more brightly.
His tail curled around and rested against his front hooves at he sat there, his gaze seemed to be staring into the river, but his expression was as blank as a lifeless creatures..
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Patron Saint Of Farewells
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Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2007 2:05 am
When she reached the river and dipped her head to have a drink she spotted something from the corner of her eye. A silouette she had thought until she turned her head a bit more to get a full glimpse of what it was. Unfortunatly doing such a thing nearly made her choke on her water. Damn was that uni fine. His eyes so brilliant, coat so dark and his markings and acccessories. Made her knees wanna buckle. He looked like he could cause a bit of trouble, looked like he knew how to have fun but their was something about that look in his eyes that just seemed to contradict all that.
What was wrong?
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Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2007 2:25 am
He'd watched the mare move to take a drink, his head lifted slightly, his long crimped mane hung in face, down the sides of his muzzle, brushing against his cheeks.
She was full of colors, and held a certain air about her. Full of spunk and sass...it called out to him. He'd felt as if hed been dead, or in a deep sleep for so long, that it was refreshing slap in the face.
He wondered if playing with her would hurt, would he even feel it if it did?
"Hello.." He finally spoke, his voice was so deep it was almost a hushed whisper.
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Patron Saint Of Farewells
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Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2007 2:33 am
Her face felt warm and there was a heat forming in the pit of her stomach soon after he had spoken. Now that was a voice that could make her shut up in any argument and do whatever the other wanted...but she wouldn't admit that.
Mmm, baby I'd drink your bath water.
Dear god! Had she really just thought that? What had this male done to her. No one was able to get a hold on her like this before...not ever. It was always the other way around. She play it cool, couldn't let him know what he was doing to her.
"Hey there. Why the long face stranger? Bored?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2007 2:45 am
He let out a slow, slightly twisted, crooked smile. "Mmm, yes..thats what we'll call it..bored."
He hid his chuckle, as he rose to his hooves. He was a good sized stallion, sometimes a bit bigger than the other stallions around him, he shook out his coat.
"Thought, thats about to change isnt it.." He wasnt really asking her, as he moved towards the river, lowering his muzzle to the river, he took a good long drink.
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Patron Saint Of Farewells
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Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2007 2:49 am
"I guess so if your offering to show little ol' me a good time. Should I keep calling you stranger or do you have a name?"
She couldn't help but smirk as she watched him. It seemed that an old spark had been lit and she hopefully was the cause. Maybe now she'd have something to do. Wow...he even looked hot drinking water.
No! Stop thinking like that. Your not like the other mares around here that so easily fall for a stallion. Keep your cool Tica.
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Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2007 3:11 am
"If you must take away the thrill of being called stranger, than my name is Benoni Miss.." He lifted his head and sent a look with a slight arched brow.
He licked the small pearls of water that clung to his muzzle, stepping back he eyed the mare closely, he could smell her. It only caused him to grin, with a slight arched brow.
"What do I get to call you?" he mused stepping around her now..
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Patron Saint Of Farewells
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Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2007 3:15 am
"Promise not to run if I tell you Beno-kun?"
A chuckle left her muzzle and her violet eyes followed him and he stepped around her. He didn't look bad from that back either. Oh yeah, she most definatly wasn't going to regret meeting him.
"The names Psychotica."
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Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2007 3:26 am
He flicked an ear. He'd let her enjoy that play on his name..
"Psychotica..Oh dear me.." He mocked as he tossed his mane, damn bangs. "Should I run away now.." He nudged her rump with his muzzle before flicking his tail out and brushing it against her side.
"If so, I fear I just, cannot do so.."
He pondered for a moment.
"Who would run from you m'sweet?"
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Patron Saint Of Farewells
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Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2007 3:34 am
"Males who don't have the balls to handle me. I guess I'm just too wild for most fellas. I hope it's not the same with you."
Touching her already? Either he moved fast or their was a skank he was trying to forget. She'd have to keep an eye out. No way would she be the other b***h. She came first no matter what.
"So tell me, what do big, strong stallions like you do for fun around here?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2007 3:47 am
"Havent met much I cant handle, dont think your one of them though." He smirked.
"I know I seem forward, but..if you'd move just an inch.." She was standing over a very lovely flower he wished to pluck. He wasnt an overly touchy creature, well most the time..sometimes a little petting here and there was a good thing.
Affectionate to those who he'd deemed worth the emotion but to others, he was a bit cold and stand offish.
"We cause a bit of trouble before disappearing..What do lovely petite mares do for fun?"
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Patron Saint Of Farewells
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Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2007 3:51 am
She smirked. Oh he'd see how wild she could be in due time. Though he may have spoken some truth. Perhaps he could handle her. That would be a nice change. Quirking a brow at his second statement, she looked down and noted the flower. If he wanted it, so be it. So she moved. No harm in that.
"Depends on the mare. If they're anything like me, this cause a bit of chaos, seek out a good time and perhaps even a bad boy to join in on the fun."
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Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2007 4:01 am
He lowered his head and plucked the flower, offering it to her.
"Ah, that sounds enjoyable. Though, I may be many things. Know this, I am not some bad boy..." His voice darkened slightly.
"I am not something to be toyed with either.." His tail snapped out behind him as he eyed her slowly for a moment, before a slow smile tugged at his muzzle.
"Show me your world, than, maybe I'll show you mine." he smirked slightly.
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Patron Saint Of Farewells
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Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2007 4:07 am
She smiled at the beautiful offer and brought her head closer for him to tuck the flower behind her ear and in her dredded mane.
"Not a bad boy? You sure could have fooled me...but then again, you can't simply judge the dangers of the sea by the calm surface." She stated simply while takeing in account his words.
"The only time I toy with someone is if they toy with me. They say pay backs a b***h, heh, they've no clue who the b***h truely is." She smirked before closing the distance, their muzzles just inches from eachother.
"Fine then...I'll show you my world...if your willing to leave these parts for a little while."
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