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 Posted: Wed May 14, 2008 7:34 pm
Kentauros stood on the sparsely dew-laden grass, eating some of it and looking at the sun that had just come out of sunrise. The birds chirping were beginning to quiet down some, and the cicadas were almost unheard. He glanced around, unable to shake the feeling that something god was going to happen today, and unable to figure out what it could be.
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Posted: Wed May 14, 2008 7:56 pm
 A bird was chirping directly in Clare's ear, and it was far too early to be getting up. It had been far too early for getting up for the last half hour, but the bird apparently didn't notice. Clare sighed, accepting that she wasn't going to be getting back to sleep and rolled out of bed. Of course, she only remembered then that 'bed' last night had been a handy tree branch.
Not that falling was a problem for the witch, but there were scant few inches between herself and the ground when she stopped, still in the awkward "Just Rolled out of Bed" Pose, TM.
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Posted: Wed May 14, 2008 8:03 pm
Kentauros' ear twitched slightly as he heard a branch snap, and his three tails each wagged individually behind him as he turned around to see Clare hovering slightly above the ground. He stared at her for a second, trying to decide weather or not he should say anything at this particular time. Instead of talking, he started to slowly walk over to were she was, trying to not be a nusince to her or anything.
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Posted: Sat May 17, 2008 7:46 pm
Clare yawned, still not completely aware of her surroundings. Her fingers groped blindly for her hat, finding it after a moment. She yawned again and absently finger combed her hair before setting her hat back on her head, after which it immediatly fell off. She blinked, not understanding, until she realized she was still floating half upside down.
Clare sighed, rearranging herself into a tailor's seat and stuffing her hat back on. She still hadn't noticed Kentauros and was now facing almost directly away from him.
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Posted: Sat May 17, 2008 7:58 pm
Kentauros walked close enough until he was a few meters away from Clare. Trying not to be rude, he leaned down slightly as he stopped walking forward. "'scuse me Clare, but good morning." he said softly as he sat down on the grass and lifted his head some. His tails swished amongst the grass and batted at the few bugs irritating them.
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Posted: Fri May 23, 2008 2:39 pm
The unexpected voice startled Clare just enough to break her concentration, causing her to fall flat on her back. "Ow . . ."
Incidently, this also afforded her a nice view of Kentauros, albeit an upside down one. "Hi," she said, a bit breathlessly, one hand busy waving while the other frantically scurried for her hat again.
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Posted: Fri May 23, 2008 2:44 pm
Kentauros stood up and walked over closer to Clare after she fell, concerned. "You ok?" he asked as he stopped and leaned over her. As he noticed her trying to get her hat, he picked it up and dropped it on her face, smiling as he did so.
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 7:29 pm
Clare decided not to bother getting up for the moment; surprisingly, the ground was decidedly comfortable. "Yes," she muttered, a slight blush suffusing her face. "Thanks," she muttered a bit sarcasticly as he dropped the hat on her face, the blush fading. She quickly shifted her hat to the correct posistion so that her glare could reach Kentauros unimpeded, complete with mock frown.
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Posted: Wed Jun 18, 2008 9:27 am
Kentauros kept on smiling until he saw Clare's glare and frown. "Did I do sometin' not ta yer liking Clare?" he asked and his ears drooped some. He hated to think he might of offended her or such, and didn't quite understand how he could have made her mad.
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Posted: Tue Jun 24, 2008 10:11 pm
Clare managed to hold the glare for all of three seconds before giggling. "No, I was kidding," she reassured him, smiling. "You, um, might want to scooch back a bit," she continued, shifting uncomfortably; a twig or somesuch was digging into her back. She waited a few seconds, then brought her knees up near the vicinity of her nose and quickly shoved them back towards the ground, levering herself up. She twisted herself back to face Kentauros and paused, a rather embarassed look on her face. "Um . . . Did you see where my hat went?" Clare, of course, had forgotten to hang onto it while getting up.
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Posted: Wed Jun 25, 2008 3:19 pm
Releif swept across Kentauros' face as he chuckled, scooting back as he did so. He moved just out of reach when Clare jumped up, and saw her hat get caught in the wind once more. It flew a few yards before landing in a small patch of flowers. He nodded. "I went and flew over 'dere," he said before motioning towards the flowers and walking that way.
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Posted: Thu Jun 26, 2008 11:07 pm
"Oh," Clare said, her face heating as she saw where her hat had flown off to. She walked over, bent down and scooped it up, noticing that it had become quite dirty with all the flying about it had done. She tried shaking it out. Nada. She tried shaking harder; a thin sheen of dust might have fallen off, it was hard to tell, as it looked exactly as dirty as it had before. A small frown began to lurk on Clare's face as her hat continued in this uncooperative behavior.
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Posted: Fri Jun 27, 2008 2:30 pm
"Why don'tcha just wash it off in that there river?" Kentauros asked as he looked at the river a little ways off from them. Well, it wasn't really a river, more of a small creak or stream, but still water nun the less.
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Posted: Fri Jun 27, 2008 9:26 pm
Clare glanced towards the stream, then at her hat. "Instead of being dusty, it'd be muddy, and even if the dirt came off, it'd be wet." She thought a moment. "Nevertheless, it's a good idea," she smiled brilliantly at Kentauros. "Thank you."
It was the work of a moment to cross to the stream and swish her hat through the water. A thin film of dirt was steadily carried away downstream as Clare continued swishing. When it was as clean as she could make it, she removed it from the water, shook it and placed it back on her head without dampening her hair.
Remarkably, when Clare had shaken out her hat, a cloud of water droplets and the remaining dirt had exploded out of the fabric, leaving her hat clean and dry.
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Posted: Sat Jun 28, 2008 4:13 pm
Kentauros watched Clare clean her hat, amazed at how it all seemed to come off in one sweep. "So, ya got anything ya gotta do today?" he asked, hoping she didn't because he grew tired of the many days he spent either alone or with the scarce hare, wishing for company.
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