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 Posted: Wed Apr 08, 2009 9:54 pm
Dion laid on his back in silence as he stared up at the high ceiling and the over head lights. This furniture store was huge! So big that Dion had gotten lost twice already. This was his third time and he was sure Emilie was going to scold him for disappearing again. The three of them (Dion, Emilie and Aiko) were here to buy Aiko a new bed. Why she needed a new one, Dion didn't know but he didn't really care. He didn't care much for beds, he rarely used his own. Still, he was a little angry for being dragged along. He knew they were going to buy something pink and girlie for Aiko so he strayed away from them which seemed like a good idea the first and second time.
He had intended to get lost those two times just for the heck of it. Those times he wasn't even really lost, he was just around a corner or something but this time he was really lost. He wasn't too thrilled about it, it was obvious from his expression as he pushed himself up so he was sitting on the display bed. There were no sheets or anything on it, just a mattress and a wooden frame so Dion didn't feel too bad about laying on it. He wondered how long it'd take for Emilie to notice that he was gone, the first two times she had noticed pretty quickly but by now she probably knew he was just messing around.
Dion sighed and laid back down on the bed. He didn't even bother to take his rings off as he did so.
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Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 4:26 pm
Bovidae wandered around the store, looking at all the different things. He never knew there were so many kinds of beds, and it honestly amazed him. Stacie, his mother of sorts, was no where to be seen around him. She had gone off to look for a new set of drawers for her room, as her previous ones had grown too small for her needs. She gave him her spare phone and told him she would call when they were ready to go look for a toy box for his room, and that was currently in is pocket.
He was busy hoping on different mattresses, seeing how much different they felt from one another and things of that nature. It was when he was doing this, he noticed that there was another kid sprawled out on a bed a couple of displays down.
"Neat," he chirped happily to himself, quiet happy at the prospect of a new friend before hopping down from his perch and heading down towards where Dion was.
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Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 6:19 pm
Dion hadn't been paying much mind to anything. He doubted that Emilie would call to him or even find him any time soon. She was some where close by, he was still in the bed area after all. Still, she'd be busy with Aiko looking for a bed so Dion was stuck here being lost for a while. He sighed to himself, his hands behind his head as he swung his legs back and forth as they hung off the end of the bed.
He heard someone speak nearby but he assumed it was just someone looking at a bed. Still, he glanced up to make sure. The voice hadn't sound familiar so it was no one he knew but that didn't really matter. He was sure that Emilie and Aiko wouldn't find him any time soon after all.
Dion pushed himself up onto his elbow just in time to see Bovi arrive. He stared at the boy in silence for a moment. He looked from his golden horns to his purple hair, his scaled cheeks and goat/horse legs and finally his winged ankles.
The legs were new, he'd never seen anyone with goat/horse legs. His eyes flashed back up at Bovi's face as he spoke. "Nice legs." Dion said, he meant it too. "Never seen any body with legs like that before. Seen people with dinosaur legs but not goat." He didn't move from where he was, he saw no reason to. He stayed on his side, his head in his hand and his elbow keeping it there. His tail flicked about lazily behind him, the metal ring around it reflected the overhead light softly.
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Posted: Fri Apr 10, 2009 9:47 pm
Bovi watched Dion with most interest as he spoke, smiling soon afterward. He gave a small nod of his head in a thankful manner, his hooves giving a small click as if to also acknowledge the compliment.
"Thanks! I like them. Don't have to worry about shoes, though it has been a problem for some stores who are full force on the whole 'no shoes no shirt no service' thing," he said, laughing towards the end.
"I'm Bovidae by the way, but please call me Bovi. Bovidae sounds to science-y for my tastes."
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Posted: Sat Apr 18, 2009 1:01 pm
Dion pushed himself up into a sitting position, listening to Bovi speak. "Yeah, I know what you mean about shoes." Dion said as he glanced down at his own feet. Dion didn't have the exact same problem with shoes considering that he didn't have goat legs. Still, it was very similar. Dion had clawed toe nails so finding a decent pair of shoes was hard and aggravating. To say in the least, he hated it. Still, he couldn't be running around barefoot or so that's what Emilie and Zach thought. Dion had to settle with sandals and other open toed shoes which weren't so bad unless it was raining or something.
"I'm Dion." He paused for a moment, "Nothing shorter, it's pretty short already." He shrugged at that. "So, what are ya?" He asked. He was curious, very curious. Dion had absolutely no idea who Bovi's DNA donors could be. "Who're your DNA donors?" A thought crossed his mind, "You are form the facility right?" Best make sure or else he'd look silly asking all these questions.
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Posted: Sat May 02, 2009 4:20 pm
Bovi laughed a little bit as Dion took the time to peer at his own feet.
"At least you have toes to wear sandles when needed. The closest thing my mom says I'll get to wearing shoes are horse shoes, and I'd rather not get something nailed into my hooves. It just sounds unpleasant..." he said, shuddering at the thought.
Bovi listened to Dion's question, then chuckled. Yeah, he really didn't have super distingishable traits of either of his DNA donors, so it usually threw people for a loop trying to guess.
"My demon dad is Enki, the pride demon. My angel mom is...ah I can never say her name right, but she's diligence. I haven't met either of them yet though, mom's been busy with work and all that." he explained.
"And what about yourself?" he asked, tilting his head.
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2009 6:33 pm
Dion thought over the idea of horse shoes and decided that they did sound pretty bad. But then again Dion wasn't sure if Bovi would feel the nails go in seeing how hooves were pretty hard. Were there nerves in there? Dion didn't know and made a mental note to find out. He wouldn't ask Bovi, the conversation already moved from the subject and he wasn't really in the mood to think about it too much.
Dion perked up when he heard Bovi talk about his DNA donors or parents as most kids called them. The idea of calling them parents stilled bothered him a little but he wouldn't bring it up. He told that one kid, Dane, but it got him no where. "Diligence? I'm part diligence too." Dion said a little too enthusiastically. Dion stared at him for a moment. "I guess that's where you get your ankle wings from." Dion said, staring down in slight envy.
"I'm part diligence and part envy. I call diligence Pol, her whole name is pretty hard to say." Dion said as he turned his upper body ring around, showing Bovi the metal cross Pol had given him from her wings. "I met her a few days ago, she gave me that." He said, smiling slightly. "She's really nice, you'll like her." Dion said. He couldn't see how anyone could not like her. Even that tech had been fond of her, Zach too.
"So," Dion said, "we're kind of brothers ya know." Dion said, sitting up straight on the bed. "I mean, we're both part diligence so technically we're blood related."
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2009 1:02 pm
His wings flapped as they were spoken about, but only slighly. More of a habitual twitch, if anything.
Bovi looked at the cross that Dion showed her and smiled. Perhaps meeting her won't be so bad, though, he was still nervous about it, though he kept that to himself.
"I guess you're right," he said with a smile and a nod. "In an odd sort of way, I guess we are related... interesting if ya think about it," he laughed amusedly.
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