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 Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2007 4:07 pm
   The dark mare flitted across the field and with a buck she calmed herself into a slow steady walk. Her ears flickered, she wasn't in the nicest of neighborhoods in soquili terms. Bad things had happened here, and she was on the look out. Her eyes widened like that of a deer as her ears were as far forward listening for the smallest of sounds. She hated being sneaked up on...she wasn't prey but she wasn't a predator either. The grasses were wet, and a mist fogged over the land. It wasn't just because it was a creepy place but rain had over took the land and fog had made it's home among the Earth for the day...as well as light showers which made it ever so chilly. She wasn't too cold though, her warm winter pelt had gotten here just in time. She didn't mind the thicker and slightly longer hair as long as it was brushed when she went into the burrs. How she hated those damned things. Though this place...it seemed, empty.
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Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2007 4:34 pm
Voices could be heard, near and somewhat far, seeing as how Jean and Richard were arguing again. Or, rather, Richard was doing the yelling, and Jean looked as pompous and calm as ever.
The liquidfire of his honey colored eyes glimmered as he looked at teh sapphire eyes of his counterpart. For some reason, Richard couldn't hurt Jean-Claude, as much as his gut told him he wanted to. It was an unspoken thing between them. It was almost as if Richard had to come when Jean called, and if that was teh case, he wasnt happy playing Pet Puppy to the vampire of the Soquili lands.
"I refuse to come to terms with that you.. Arrogant a*****e!"
He growled, his voice that of teh wolf, his eyes as well, but his brown curls clung to his neck and forehead angrily.
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Jean-Claude, vampire, and seducer of the world, smiled at the stallion whom was so angrily fighting him. He had told Richard of his plans for the other, and Richard hadnt taken it well. Jean wanted to use Richard. Use him for evil deeds he could no longer do.. Or not really evil.. But Richard was going to be.. or already was.. Jeans muscles for the dirty work.
His lips curled into a grin as his fangs were visible from the night's bright moon.
Ears perked, Jean kept his ebony curling tresses behind his ears. His tail, of equal ebony curls, flicked along his rump, allowing some breeze to hit him.
"Ah. Don't be such a.. Bad egg, mon ami."
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Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2007 4:39 pm
The calm breeze swept up Isis, Raina had spoken to her as if the wind was a spirit and could speak to her. Indeed it had, it had carried a familiar scent that brought warmth to that cold heart of hers. Her eyes watched and waited as the breeze picked up again and she trotted to where the wind was coming. It had told her right, she could hear his screaming now...well calling another an arrogent a*****e. Her brow rose as she walked closer, she looked to the other stallion and then back to Richard...she could do nothing but only, question his name. "Richard?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2007 4:46 pm
Richard's head whipped around as her voice echoed through his ears. He loved the sound of her voice. The sound of her--.
No. He wasn't going to hurt this mare by being close to her, but he was going to treat her with respect.
"Isis."
He said, looking at her and offering a nod as a greeting as he looked back at the other stallion.
His eyes were angry again, no longer soft with the look for Isis. His voice angry again. Throaty and raw.
"I will not seek your daughter. Nor will I seek anyone for you."
He growled.
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Jean rolled his eyes, his smile still plastered upon his heavenly features. He looked over to the mare, a smile still sticking. She was rather lovely. Black and gold. Blue hues, like his daughter.
"Bonjour, mademoiselle."
He said nodding to her as well. He had no interest in her, he had Shaitani waiting at home.
He had found not many mares had turned his head since his heart had inflated with her name.
His face looked towards Richard and he spoke again.
"Ah, but mon ami! Surely you want to see your little Naina all grown up and full of life."
He said, a note of laughter and amusement in his voice.
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Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2007 5:06 pm
She smiled as he said her name, it made her ripple with adrenaline. She liked it. Her eyes narrowed at the other stallion who was making Richard angry, which in turn made her furious. He didn't need this right now...even she knew that. And why couldn't he do his own damn searching. She walked closer staying closer to Richard than the other one. She had sensed and odd aura around him but she could care less. His laughter was jesting, "If he said he wasn't going to do it, he isn't going to do it." her voice sounded it as if it could have ripped through air. She had made her way to Richard's side by this time and was staring the other stallion in his midnight orbs. If she tried she could have saw beauty but for now, she could only see arrogence.
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Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2007 5:17 pm
Richard looked at Isis, his eyes wide and he seemed confused about why she'd stand up for him. She really didnt know him too well.
He didnt offer the information that he had said he would help Spike with his issues. But now,.. he no longer wanted to find Naina. Naina had told him where to go, that was for sure. And he didnt want to go and see that b***h of a mare again.
"Isis, um.. How are you?"
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Jean-Claude glared at the mare only for seconds. He was being good about silently angry. But he wasnt angry th is time around. He was really okay about the mare. She seemed very.. strong willed.
"Ah, but do you know what our fair Richard is? How he likes to kill and torture,and how he's lucky he hasnt eaten you yet.?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2007 5:38 pm
The female watched he glared it made her grin, she looked back to Richard with warmer orbs than the heartless ones she gave Jean-Claude. "Actually...it's been a bit rough." she shrugged as she turned back to the other one. It didn't matter if she hadn't known him long, she considered him a friend, if not more. She felt something from him she hadn't for anyone else and perhaps thats why she stuck around. She liked it. But his words came like ice to her, she was suprised Richard wasn't going off at that. She would be all over his a** if he said that about her. "Do you know how irritating and arrogent your coming off as?" She thought about it for a second..."Arrogance or stupidity, sometimes there's not much difference between the two." She looked to him, she wasn't bothered by it. She hung out with a lot of beasties that could wipe her out in a minute. But it hasn't happened, yet.
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Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2007 5:42 pm
Richard shook his head as Jean spoke, and then looked at Isis.
But it was glaring back at Jean that took his eyes back off the mare.
"Stop calling me friend. I am NOT your friend."
He said, knowing full well that he and Jean could be considered friends if others didnt know the nature of their meetings.
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"Arrogant, ma cherie? I dont need to be arrogant to be correct. And I assure you. Not a trace of stupidity can be found within me. Wrong opinions sometimes, but stupidity? Hardly."
He said, his curls falling into his sapphire eyes.
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Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2007 6:03 pm
She shook her head with a soft smile.
"Non, stupidity is calling someone who is not your friend a friend when you admit they kill and torture for fun."
Her eyes narrowed again, "Excuse me? I am pretty damned sure I am not your 'dear' or 'darling.' Si vous souhaitez pour parler en français, find a one who likes it." she snorted.
She had enough of her father and step brother's accent and language, she was tiring of it even if it was one of her native languages. She took a side step and brushed against Richard, his warmth comferted her. It also calmed her anger in some...odd way.
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 10:13 am
Richard felt her brush against him, and his cheeks turned hot and a blush filled their normally tanned complection. His body tensed and it was all he could do not to back away slightly. He held himself there, his will strong.
It seemed to calm him a bit, and he wasnt used to that. His calm, had just completely made him decide that he didnt like the calm feeling anymore.
"Isis.."
He said, not warning her, but moreso saying she really didnt have to carry on with Jean-Claude.
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Jean smiled as she spoke his native tongue back to him. Ah yes. A mare who knew her languages. But still, he couldnt help but feel the slight pang that she hated him even more for the words he had used on her.
"I did not call you my dear. I gave you a term of endearment. It doesnt have to be taken.. how do you say.. So literally."
He said, looking at Richard, then looking at Isis with the same lovely cool Sapphire eyes that never changed. Never showed his feelings.
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Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2007 2:08 pm
Isis rose her brow, "Why wouldn't you take something literally? 'Ma' is 'my' and 'cherie' is 'dear'. Plus even so a term of endearment is phrase used to address and, or describe someone which the speaker feels love or affection for. You have a horible choice of words, monsieur." Her brows furrowed as she cursed herself mentally. Damned stallion had her going off on her father's native language...great. Her wings ruffled as she looked up to Richard, and without words she stood in silence. And the look of 'why had I just fought so damned hard' look came across her eyes. She wasn't as good as Ares at hiding her emotions. She could thank her mother for that.
Oh well...thats life.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2007 1:50 pm
This was more a meeting of Jean and Isis's minds. He really had no part in this, other than knowing both of them.
Jean merely stared at the mare, wondering why the hell she fought so hard over it. It was language. If she didnt like the language, he could stop talking to her if she liked. Though that wouldnt work for him, as he didn't like being outside on other conversations. Maybe he was nosy, maybe he wasnt.
He shrugged and looked to Richard.
"Whered you pick her up?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2007 2:05 pm
She refrained from saying anything vulgar though she was letting it let loose in her mind which made her smile slightly. This was getting rather awkward...and she had the slightest feeling of she didn't want to be here anymore. Something was making her ansy and she couldn't quite pick up what it was though.
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2007 1:16 pm
Richard looked at Isis, and glared at Jean again. How dare Jean talk that way to her. But he knew Isis was just as capable of speaking up for herself. He stepped closer to her, to let Jean know the conversation must end. He cast his honey eyes back on Isis, his jaw clenched from the moments of glaring with Jean.
"Is he bothering you?
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Jean rolled his eyes and shook his head. He knew Richard and Isis had missed the display of annoyance from him,and so he was able to go back to his calm resolve before saying anything.
"I hope I am not bothering her, Dear Richard. Because that would make it very hard for you, wouldnt it? Her knowing Im your friend and all."
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2007 1:55 pm
"I'm confused and getting a headache..." she shook her head. "This is some really effed up dream if it is one." She looked to Richard with a blank expression before shrugging her shoulders with a soft reply of "I don't know."
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