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 Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2008 7:33 pm
Syem grumbled softly under his breath as he slithered through the undergrowth, digging for the little cattaur girl who'd run off earlier. She'd learned her first bit of magic, and now knew how to make little jolts of electricity. She'd spent the morning seeing the electricity's effect on random different things; leaves, bugs, other 'taur. That last one had gotten Syem in trouble quite a bit already that morning. Finally, he sighed and flopped himself up against a tree, too tired to chase her anymore, especially given that he had no idea where she'd gotten off to anyway. She'd come back; she had all the other times. Usually she went to see Luke, which Syem wasn't at all opposed to. For one, he was a cattaur; he could relate to her better, and teach her how to better use what little magic she knew. Second, it got her out of the naga's hair, though that didn't mean he didn't still worry about her while she was gone, doing whatever it was baby cattaur did.
He sighed once more, and leaned heavily against the tree, letting his eyes fall shut. He was still a teenager and yet he felt like he was aging years every day.
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Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2008 7:48 pm
 Wateni slithered up slowly to Syem. She knew she had heard someone around here, and look who it was, her dance partner! Seeing his eyes closed when she was still a bit of a distance away, she decided to surprise the silly naga who always seemed to be on edge. He was so funny when he stuttered, as if his lisp weren't funny enough. Of course, in these thoughts, the watermelon naga meant no meanness. It was just the truth... he made her smile.
She covered her mouth so as not to giggle. Just like she hadn't smiled, much less laughed, in a long time, she also hadn't been this impish. Sneaking up until she was directly in front of him, Wateni yelled, "Dance!"(I'm pretty sure they haven't formally introduced themselves yet, so I'll leave it to them to do so in this rp. XD)
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Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2008 8:32 pm
Unsuspecting and oh-so-vulnerable. Syem should have expected that before he half-fell asleep against a tree in the middle of the forest, but, of course, he couldn't have that much foresight. Instead, he got the chance to be scared half-to-death by someone whom he recognized... after getting over his shock.
Syem shrieked at the single syllable, eyes snapping wide open and hands clawing at the tree behind himself, as though he could climb up a tree with his back to it, when in truth he couldn't climb at all. He wide eyes flicked around the whole scene, before finally falling on the watermelon naga. To say his next sigh was in relief would almost be an understatement. "G-geeth, give me a h-heart attack why don'tcha?" he accused, though his tone was most definitely playful as he pried himself from the tree and dusted a few pieces of bark from his back. "Though I'm glad to thee it'th you and not... well, motht other 'taur wouldn't be the betht for me to run into... I don't think," he mumbled, mostly to himself by the end of it, before looking up and smiling faintly at the other naga. "All-in-all, it'th good to thee you again... though... are you actually ecthpecting me to danthe right now, 'cauthe..."
He'd never realized that he carried on that much.
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Posted: Tue Oct 21, 2008 9:16 pm
Wateni snickered at his stuttering. "Silly- um, dance partner..." Her face scrunched up as she realized she didn't know his name. "What is your name, anyway? I'm Wateni. Just so there's an equal exchange."
The watermelon naga smiled. "I'm glad to see you too. No, you don't have to dance." She stuck her tongue out at him playfully. "I'm not that bad, am I?"
Not acting like what most other taur who had ever come into contact with her would consider "normal" for her, Wateni was in a very good mood. Hugging Syem, she laughed. "Not to a friend, I hope." The other naga probably wouldn't realize that the only other taur she had ever been that nice to was her adopted sister Evi, who she had also been extremely protective of and who was also her only other friend. Basically, Wateni had just claimed Syem as hers, and wouldn't like any others to be spending more time with him than she would.
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Posted: Wed Oct 22, 2008 8:19 pm
"Wateni," he mused to himself, smiling at the sound of it in comparison to his dance partner's unique colouration. "It fitth," he noted, and there was an awkward pause before he felt his face gain a shade of pink that he was unused to, having forgotten to introduce himself. "R-right, I almost forgot, didn't I?" he stammered sheepishly, before pointing to himself. "My name ith Th- Ith TH-" he hissed irritably at the difficulty his fangs hand always given him in saying his own name.
My. Name. Ith. THSSSYEM," he said finally in a fit of frustration at both tongue and mouth before he smiled faintly at Wateni. "Nithe to formally meet you. And, no, you're not that bad at all," he laughed a bit, though was taken by surprise at the hug. Blinking away the surprise, he pat her head before deciding to be less 'no-touchy' and hugging her back. Getting over the initial joy at seeing his only naga-friend, he remembered that he was still trying to find his adopted daughter. Or... ward. Whatever the little thing was to him at this point.
Glancing to either side, Syem pulled himself a bit away from Wateni to get a better view of his surroundings. Nope. Nothing. Not a head nor tail of his little cattaur girlie. "Thay, Wateni, ith there any chanthe you've come acroth a cattaur? About... yay high," he questioned, holding his hand only about two-or-so feet off the ground. "Thparkly thkin, purple fur, probably electrocuting whatever thmall animalth she can get her handth on?"
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Posted: Thu Oct 23, 2008 6:02 pm
Wateni smiled. "Syem," she repeated, just to make sure she would remember.
After the hug, the watermelon naga glanced around. "Cattaur? Nah... What do you need a cattaur for?" Her face scrunched up in distase. "Especially a little one. And it sounds like she's cruel, too. And people think nagas are bad." She crossed her arms in annoyance.
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Posted: Thu Oct 23, 2008 7:29 pm
Syem chuckled nervously at his friend's obvious disapproval of his hunting for the little cattaur- though he was unsure of whether or not she was the type of naga who would approve of general cattaur hunting. "Well... in all honethty... She'th the reathon that I'm out here right now," he noted, sort-of beating around the bush already, peeking under bushes and around small trees. "I wath raithed in a really weird family, y'know. Tho... I thort of took up my parent'th habith of picking up any thmall 'taur that need a home or... anything like that. And... I found Jaione -the cattaur- pawing at an apple tree a week or tho ago," he rambled, making a few little gestures every now and again, when he felt they were needed.
"Well, I wouldn't thay that," he commented, laughing a bit. "She can't do much beyond conducting a bit of thatic eletrithity, maybe thtun thome really thmall bugth" -he held two fingers about a centimeter apart, as an example- "but other than that, she'th jutht really ecthited 'cauthe she barely learned how to do any form of magic." He paused for a moment, blinking at himself as he'd found himself rambling again. "Th-thorry. I didn't mean to carry on like that. I mean- I, um... I agree with what you thaid, though. There are a lot of four-legged 'taur much crueler than motht naga," he said, his voice lowering to almost a whisper, feeling quite embarrassed about his earlier rant.
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2008 5:05 pm
Wateni blinked. "Evi picked up small taur as well..." she muttered to herself. She kind of liked that Syem was as nice as her adopted cervi sister, but then, it was that quality which meant she could never have all of Evi's attention to herself. The idea of the same thing happening with Syem made her unhappy and all the more over-protective.
She smiled pleasantly, though, when he apologized. "I don't mind when you carry on. I like your voice, funny as it is." She laughed and moved closed to him. "If you really have to find her, then I'll help, I guess." On the outside her smile stayed sweet, but on the inside she was plotting on how to be rid of the cattaur once she was found. If she could possibly find Evi once again, or even Syem's family, maybe they could dump the cub with them and she could have Syem all to herself once again.
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Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2008 12:32 pm
Syem blinked curiously at the mumbling of the watermelon naga, and peeked out from a bush that he'd been digging through for any sign of his young cattaur charge. "Evi...?" he questioned, tilting his head in a childish manner. "Who'th that?" he asked. The question was innocent enough, and if told to drop it he would within a moment's notice. Perhaps he should say something about that, or she would get the wrong idea? Or get mad at him for prying? "Well, I mean, you don't need to tell me if you'd rather not. I was jutht wondering is all. Becauthe, um, it thounds like whoever it wath wath a nithe person. Er, 'taur. Or... naga. Or..." he cut himself off at that point, the lower half of his face hiding beneath the bush.
However, while inside such a plant, he discovered what appeared to be a raspberry. He pulled himself out of the bush a bit again, plucked the fruit off and popped it in his mouth. Smiling a bit, he did the same with another one, only to make a disgusted face; okay, maybe only a few of them were ripe... The naga laughed sheepishly at the comment about his voice, not at all finding it pleasing on the ears. But he supposed that most were critical of themselves. "Thankth," he mumbled, flushing slightly and trying to ignore that fact by looking for ripe berries on the bush he was currently buried within. He ended up with only about three, but at least he found any.
Offering them to the naga girl, he smiled brightly at her decision to help him find Jaione. "Thankth, it should help. Motht likely, she'th probably found Luke, but it'd be nithe to know where he is, and if she really ith with him... if you know what I mean," he rambled just a bit. Truly, he did believe that she was with Luke, and if she was, then everything would be fine and he would have no reason to fret about there whereabouts of a certain cattaur.
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 3:35 pm
"Oh, thank you." Wateni popped a couple of the raspberries into her mouth, leaving the last one for Syem. "Nah, I don't mind. She's a cervitaur, and my older sister. She adopted me. Of course, she adopted quite a few other taur as well, but none were outcast naga such as myself. They didn't care, but when her brother came back, he did... so I left." She shrugged as if it didn't matter much to her, though she missed Evi greatly. When spending time with Syem, though, she almost forgot wanting to be with Evi, and completely forgot her loneliness.
She nodded at his short rambling. "Okay, then why don't we go check there first? Do you know where this Luke would be?" This was working out better than she had thought it would. If the cub was with Luke, she wouldn't have to find anyone to take care of Jaione. And that would mean more time with Syem, and then they could go look for more taur who might speak funny like Syem.
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Posted: Tue Jan 06, 2009 6:04 pm
Syem smiled gently when Wateni took the raspberries, and he stuck the last one in his mouth happily, despite some of the other ones having been sour. He watched the watermelon naga through her story, nodding a few times before smiling sadly. "I'm thorry to hear that," he commented with a compassionate frown. "I wath adopted by a thimilar family thituation, with no other nagath, altho, but no one really minded, luckily," he replied, nodding a couple times, even more thankful for his family now that he'd learned another naga's story.
"Luke? He might be... at hith own houthe, tho we can probably look there firtht. It'th not too hard to find," he noted, looking around to establish where the two of them were. "Come on, it'th thith way, I think," he said, gesturing her to follow as he headed to the edge of the forest. At least, that's where he thought he was going. As the light diminished further with the setting of the sun and they never seemed to be reaching the edge of the forest, he started to realize that they might not be going the right direction.
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Posted: Fri Feb 20, 2009 5:23 am
Wateni nodded in affirmation, following pretty closely next to him. After a while, though, she started to grow a bit bored, but she didn't want to say anything that might make Syem think less of her. Yet when it started to grow darker, she wasn't so sure anymore that Syem knew what he was doing.
"So... how much farther?" she asked, hoping that was more polite of a question than 'Do you know where you're going?' Normally she would never have cared about politeness, and would have just said straight out what she was thinking. But with Syem, for some reason, she felt the need to be a little nicer.
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Posted: Fri Feb 20, 2009 9:35 am
Syem blinked, running a hand through his shaggy hair curiously and glancing at the surrounding area. He winced a bit at the question, before giving Wateni a very sheepish smile, chuckling a bit to himself. "Um... yeah... I actually don't have any idea where we are anymore. Or where we're going," he said, glancing away and chuckling weakly. No less, it was getting late.
"Ith there any chanthe that you know where were are? Or, like... thomewhere that we could thtay for the night?" he asked, tail tip twitching a bit. He looked around a bit more, controlling the wind to move veils of leaves out of his line of sight, but nothing really helped. Well, he could hope that Jai didn't have his terrible sense of direction. She would probably be able to find her way anywhere without a hitch anyway, and was probably warm right now. He didn't know whether to be jealous or proud.
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Posted: Thu Mar 26, 2009 2:27 pm
"Nope, no idea." She shook her head, not annoyed in the slightest as she would have expected herself to be. It was a little surprising at how she could actually be patient around Syem. At the same time, though, she was happy at the thought of getting to spend more time with the other naga without the annoying company of others.
"Guess it's just you and me for now!" she said, making sure to keep her grin small so that he hopefully wouldn't be able to tell how happy she was at the idea. Maybe she would seem optimistic rather than glad. "We could... umm... stay in a tree? Or even on the ground, I guess. And we won't really have to worry too much about warmth, right? Because we can just be close together and our body heat will be good enough?" With this question, Wateni really didn't have any idea of the implications it could have in the minds of other taur. Alone for so long, she hadn't ever developed much of a concept for personal space bubbles, at least, not with those taur whom she claimed as hers.
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2009 8:03 pm
"I- I gueth you're right..." Syem mumbled in response, scratching the side of his head and sighing softly to himself, shaking his head and letting those red eyes of his fall shut for a moment. He really wasn't the best parent, now was he? And to think, Jaione was still just a baby!! Now, if she ran off as a teenager, that would be a whole nother, completely understandable story, now wouldn't it be? But no. The little cattaur had to run off when she was so small that he would never be able to find her, even if her skin... glittered.
At the reply to his question, his eyes shot open, face slowly shifting colours to blend with the tips of his hair as he turned to face Wateni, the tip of his tail flicking back and forth as he did no more than stare at her for a rather lengthy amount of time, letting his mind wander in places he knew it shouldn't be. Finally, he shook his head abruptly, letting his hand fall from where it had been embedded in his hair, chuckling softly in nervousness, tail tip still flicking back and forth, making it apparent that he was some odd form of anxious for the night that was already upon them.
He slithered back toward Wateni, slipping a strand of her bright coloured hair out of her face, head tipping to the side slightly. Slowly, a smile slid onto his face and he nodded a bit, finally deciding that her idea was probably better than anything that would come to his mind tonight. "Alright, that thoundth like it could work. Tho... we jutht have to find thomewhere that wouldn't be too terrible a bed... thing..." he added, glancing around curiously, tapping his lips with his pointer finger as he thought of all the ways that he could use the heavy foliage to make a decent bed-thing.
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