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 Posted: Tue Feb 02, 2010 3:35 am
 Sunny. Way to damn bright right now for her. It was giving her a bit of a headache and caused her to whine to herself as she moved away from her home by the river. She'd wander to the meadow today, to get away from her bickering brothers and annoying dad. Jaloo loved them, she really did, but she just couldn't stand it when they're all like this. Her mother was the only other female she could talk to, and even she didn't understand. Mother always said, "That's the way of things!" with a smile on her face. It sucked not having the wings so she could just take to the air like her younger brother and mother. Even her elder brother got away with everything. But being a middle baby and the only female...
Needless to say, Jaloo was put under pressure to find a mate and go off with him. Or something. That's what she told herself. But it wouldn't happen any time soon. She'd only just met a stallion named Basil that she could relate to on some kind of emotional level. But she wanted more friends; someone who'd listen to her problems and help her solve them. At the very least someone who could distract her all day so she could concentrate on being happy. Flicking her head to get her bangs out of her eyes, the odd colored mare moved into the dead grass meadow and looked about. Wasn't there birds or foxes about? Someone she could talk to, or chase, play with. Yes, she was an adult, but she loved to play and rough house. Her brothers grew out of that, apparently, or didn't want to because she was a girl.
"Stupid brats."
Since no one was around, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She was going to sing a song she usually never would; something soft and sweet. Usually it was dumb little songs her and her dad sung together when she was a filly. When she opened her mouth, her voice came off soft and sweet, slowly filling the air. It was a sad, sweet kind of tune with a hint of longing. A song about wanting to find where she fit in and wouldn't be laughed at for her differences. Anyone who met Jaloo would know she was a tomboy, a rough and tumble kind of girl, and other females have frowned on her for it. She couldn't help it; she was raised like a boy and played with boys all her childhood.
As she sung, the blue and purple maned mare walked around a bit, swaying to the beat of the music in her head.
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Posted: Tue Feb 02, 2010 6:49 am
 Kisho enjoyed the sun, it felt good upon his wings and pelt. He was travelling home to see his brother Ronin, it had been many many years since he had seen his homeland.... the damage was written all over him. The tattered wings, and scars where just some of the evidence. Yet despite it all the truth was he loved it, he loved seeing the mountains and the deserts, the Ocean and the streams. But what he loved more than anything else was meeting new people. Unlike his brother Kisho had always been a very social butterfly -a little arrogant perhaps but social none the less.
Part of him hoped that his brother had not got himself into trouble while he was away, he knew that he had gone against his parents wishes. They had told them to stay together, stay in their homeland... but that just wasn't Kisho. He wanted more, he wanted to see the world. He wanted to understand the world, to see everything that he could and to experience everything. The only thing he hadn't experienced so far was love, but he knew his time would come. He was far too charming a stallion to settle for just one mare -yet!
As he thrudged down the familar path he noticed a brightly coloured mare, rump swaying from side to side as if she was listening to some tune that Kisho couldn't hear. He laughed, unable to stop himself. It was an amusing sight.
Bearing a toothy cheesy grin he spoke, "Listening to something good?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 02, 2010 7:04 am
Traveling was something Jaloo did, and quite often; just not as far as the mountains. No, this is as far as she got; the meadow near the forest. She went into the forest, sometimes; to a place her father showed her. That place is where her father went to go to be alone, so she had to pick another spot. This meadow was her special place; her place no one knew about. She could sing, act stupid, cry, scream and no one would ever know. They might hear echos, but they never said anything if they did.
She was still swaying to the music, her voice picking up and dropping pitches like she'd been doing this all her life. Until a laugh and a booming voice scared the crap out of her and caused a loud curse to errupt from her throat. It hurt, that curse. It was a grating sound that would get on one's nerves very quickly. "GOD DAMN." She spun around and glared at the offending male and blinked hard. What the hell kind of wings were those? Tattered and he looked scared.
".....Oh... Uhm... What?" Jaloo was slightly confused and then nodded a bit more. "....Yeah. I was singing my own thing, you know? Don't you sing?" Not everyone did, but she refused to believe that. She thought everyone sang. If they didn't she would teach them. A grin appeared on her face as she moved over to him and knickered softly. "Don't try to use one of those: "We can sing a song together," lines on me either. Those are just..... annoying." She snorted a bit more and rolled her eyes. Males. They were almost always the same. "Who're you? Why're you here? This is kind of like... my area. You know, ....where I go... to be alone." He didn't really need to know that. Now he'd know where to find her if she stuck around.
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Posted: Tue Feb 02, 2010 7:53 am
Kisho smiled at her reaction, he loved how few seemed to just accept him and instead went for the whole -'you're a t**t' approach instead. It was probably accurate actually, but maybe he just liked to wind people other rather than show them the true him, sure he would be charming and polite he had been brought up well after all -but that was more his brothers angle.
"Sing....me?!" He chuckled a little again, "when I sing birds fall out of the trees dead because it's that terrible." Not entirely true but what was the difference. "And nah, I wouldn't bother with something like that pretty lady." He spoke the latter part of the sentence with a hint of sarcasium, it seemed this mare was used to be hit on. It was true enought that she was a pretty little thing -bright coloured and an interesting personality- but she was soooooooo not his type. He wanted someone like him, someone who could change size, someone who didn't need alone time. He disliked being alone for too long and so someone who would be his company would be his ideal mate. And she would need to be beautiful -sweep him of his hooves beautiful. He knew such a mare was out there. He just had to find her.
Focusing back on the mare before him once more he listened to her words before tutting and shaking his head. "So YOU are trying to tell me to get lost? Right?" He cocked an eyebrow at her before continuing. "...'fraid it's not going to happen sister, I need to pass through here and its not like you can stop ME." He added enthasis on the words you and me, arrogant as always. If she tried to stop him -which would be interesting to see if nothing else- he would just reduce in size and become a true flutter once more.
He smiled softly before speaking again, "So pretty lady, why do you want to be alone today?" He cocked his eyebrow again to listen to her answer while pretending to imitate her by wiggling his rump the same way she had been doing moments before.
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Posted: Tue Feb 02, 2010 8:17 am
She laughed at him. In general the flutter was just.. an a**. But a funny a**. He wasn't getting under her skin or anything; just amusing her. If she'd been any other female, he would probably get a face full of spit or something. But not Jaloo; she was going to have fun with this. Circling around the male, she cocked both brows and broke out into a huge grin.
"Why do I want to be alone today? You try being the only female in your family besides your mother. My two brothers are arguing over who knows what, my dad is probably arguing with them and my mom? She's all: "It's what happens. They're stallions." I mean, come on. I know boys fight, but every moment of every day they're together?" The mare stopped in front of him and shook her head. Her head was starting to hurt just remembering the stupid argument that had woken her up this morning. Over a stupid joke. Her blue eyes swept over him again, then her head canted to the side and she flicked her head to get her mane to the other side of her neck.
Who cared if he mocked her? Mocking was fun; she did it all the time. In fact, if she knew this male better, she'd mock him, too. "I wasn't telling you to get out. Just letting you know that this area is probably going to be occupied if you try coming here again." Which was the truth. Why would she tell a new breed to leave her alone? She was going to talk to him a bit more.
"So look, slick. I'm Jaloo. And I doubt you sing that bad. Anyone can sing if they have the will too. I've taught my grandpa how to sing. Oathkeeper. Heard of him?" Maybe he would have and would be impressed that she came from his line.
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Posted: Wed Feb 03, 2010 8:07 am
He liked this one... that was for sure, she had a spirit to her -an inner fire that didn't seem quite as offended by him than most mares where.
"Well your family nearly got it right then... if only you had been a boy also." He winked at her, he was joking -the fact was he knew the world needed mares and he rather enjoyed their company. But he couldn't resist teasing her, especially since she seemed a little sensative about the subject. He also loved his brother, despite them being twins and as youths usually get confused by everyone other than their mother, he was glad that he had at least someone to talk to during the day, his brother was far to quiet to be one for fighting, he laughed, remembering his childhood memories. Sometimes he wished he could turn the clock back and revisit them for real. How little he had to worry about back then -he envied the foals he saw. Refocusing on the mare before him he simply added in a matter-of-factly tone, "Not all males fight. You shouldn't be so stereotypical."
Moving on quickly he simply shook his head at her explaination of her claim on the land. He had no interest in such things, the fact was he would venture here whenever he wanted -despite it being occupied or not. Though he wasn't planning a return journey just yet, he just wanted to go home. It had been far too long.
Slick. He liked that, she had attitude this Jaloo. Yet when he mentioned Oathkeeper he found himself less impressed, he highly disliked it when other soquili tried to claim some fame or status from the reputations earned by others. So he shrugged and pretended he had never met or heard of Oathkeeper. "Thats a sword right?" He wiggled his hip so that his own sword jingled softly, "Mine is called the Phoenix."
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Posted: Wed Feb 03, 2010 8:23 am
"Oh, ha. If I was a boy. You're clever, you know that?" She got in his face and glared at him a moment, blue eyes glistening in mirth. He wouldn't get under her skin. Jaloo wouldn't let him. That was her mantra for the day.
"Not all males fight? Just the one's I related too, then," a mutter. Turning her head, Jaloo snorted and rolled those pretty eyes of hers. If there was one thing she liked about herself, it was her eyes. She thought they were just the clearest blue you could find without them being icy. Walking a little ways away from Kisho, she turned around and looked at him again, giving him a challenging look. "Who cares if I'm stereotypical. I mean, I have my opinions, you have yours. It's just the way it is." Take it how it is. "Be a man and suck it up. I'm sure if you had a brother, and you'd stayed with him you're whole entire life, never wandering off, you'd fight with him. It's like.. a male thing. That's what my dad told me. He fought with his dad on more than one occasion."
OK, she didn't know that for sure, but neither did he.
A sword? How the hell would she know if it was? The name was odd for one of her kind, but it was a family thing. "I don't' know if it's a sword or not. I just know he's my grandpa. It's a family thing, names like Oathkeeper and Starseeker. My mother was Maui, her mother was Paris. I'm Jaloo, then there's Scryer and London, my brothers." That was as much as an explanation as she'd give. This time, she wasn't bragging, just telling him that weird names were a family thing. She'd probably keep the tradition up, with names like Juno or India.
"So, where did you wander down from, exactly? Going home or just wandering?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 03, 2010 12:35 pm
He watched the mare curiously, she seemed a interesting mix and unless he wasn't mistaken by the manner in which she addressed him and held her self she was not a typical girl. How strange it was that someone who seemed to hold sterotypes against the males of her species didn't conform to them herself? Curious indeed.
He didn't bite to her attempting to rise a reponse from him, the fact was that he had lived around his brother for a long time, since the moment he was born in fact. And although they had not been together recently he knew that they rarely fought in the conventional way. He loved his brother, and his mother had always taught him to protect and watch over him -it was only with her death that he decided to leave.
There was one thing that caught his attention, and he couldn't resist being childish. He moved towards her, moved his mouth close to her ear and then spoke in a strong whisper, "Trust me baby doll I am ALL man!" He winked softly and moved away to give her some distance.
He listened as she went through a list of names -they meant nothing to him, and to be frank it bored him -so he yawned. "Yeah yeah, I get the point." He rolled his eyes a little, realising that he had not yet gifted her with his name. "My family is similar to remember. I am Kisho and my twin is Ronin." He didn't need to mention his parents, there death was hard enough.
He coughed a little to clear he throat as he listened to her again.
Although he was rude he was brought up better than to simply blank someone completely, it was only polite to listen when someone went to the effort to talk to you. "Little old me..... been a bit of everywhere and now I am just going home." He shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, he already knew why she was here.
Looking around he noticed that they where standing in a very beautiful place, possibly even romantic if shared between the right pair -he would have to remember this place. "So..... you want me to leave you in peace little lady?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 08, 2010 4:51 am
Weather he liked it or not, Jaloo would never conform, completely, to the role of the typical female who was obsessed with how she looked, trying to get a mate or at least a family going. No, that wasn't her. She got down and dirty and didn't care if anyone scolded her for it. She would continue to do it; her mom tried to tell her otherwise. See how well that worked?
Jaloo arched a brow when he called her baby doll. That was the stupidest nickname ever. Seriously, why did males feel the need to call females something besides Miss? She muttered under her breath as he danced away, thankful Kisho didn't see the shiver that rushed through her. Argh! He was getting under her skin. Jaloo told herself she would have to work even harder so that wouldn't happen again. Stupid boys. They really all were to childish for her. This is why she didn't want a mate, she'd be tied down with someone she didn't really know and then hate him for it.
And babies weren't all that great. She saw them all the time down by the river. Honestly? They were just troublemakers who ran their parents rampant. It was how she'd always felt; she always tried to help her mother out with being careful. It didn't work, but at least she tried. Sometimes, Jaloo did more trouble than good when she was a foal.
So his brother's name was Ronin and.. Kisho was going home. Those blue eyes turned to watch the flutter and snorted a bit. "If you want to leave, I ain't keeping you." No, but she was following him, wasn't she? But that was only to keep the conversation going. Did she really look like a little lady? Or a baby doll, or any of the other stupid names he was calling her? Most told her she was built like a male, her legs were muscular like her brother's, but she was still obviously female. Ah, if only she could have picked her own gender. She'd have been male."
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Posted: Mon Feb 08, 2010 6:52 am
((I am sorry that Kisho is being such a t**t... he can be nice sometimes XD it just depends what his mood is like and if the situation needs it -such as a crying mare or something))
Kisho looked at her... she went suddenly very quiet as if she was trying to contemplate what he was saying. Perhaps he was getting to her after all, despite how hard she tried to act tough. He rather likes her reluctant nature to just give him to him and the fact that she was following him didn't bother him at all. It wasn't a secret where he lived or where he was going.... he was more than happy to challenge anyone who threatened his family and territory.
Yet with her comment he couldn't resist teasing her somemore, "Well doll face nothing is stopping you from following me either... but hey I guess that's what I get for being so handsome right!" He gave her a cheesey wink. Perhaps he would have to change his attitude if he ever wished to find a mate -that said he wanted someone who could accept him just the way he was.
He yawned a little and looked to the sky, the clouds where so pretty and the wind was perfect for flight, if only he wasn't so tired. "Good day to fly...." he commented more to himself than to the mare beside him. He looked to the mare and once again gave her a cheeky wink, he wasn't done annoying her yet -if she walked away though he wouldn't stop her. "So pretty lady do you have a big strong stallion standing behind you OR are you more of the type to try and prove to the world that you don't need a big strong man around the teepee??"
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 7:46 am
((XD t**t or not, it's alright. He's fun!))
Argh, the stupid names were getting to her. No, Jaloo. Do not snap. That's what he wants. To get under your skin so he can feel like a man. So dumb. She took a deep breath and then glared at Kisho. Despite his pretty looks, he was far from it. Why was it that most of the males she ran into were twats and scatterbrains? Why couldn't she find a decent male to have a conversation with that didn't call her stupid, useless names. Or even one that wasn't intersted in breeding?
"You're not that handsome." It was true. Basil, a stallion she met the other day was more handsome than him. At least to her. It was becoming quite clear to Jaloo that he wasn't interested in being friends or anything. Why was she still here? Right, boredom. Boredom did horrible things to one, including making them stay around jerks.
A strong man? She snorted a bit and smirked. "There are three. Family, you know. Mate wise? Hell no. It's not that I don't need one, it's that I don't want one. I have my whole life a head of me, why settle down when I'm still young?" That's her true opinon on things. Go on adventures while you can; live every day for yourself. Don't waste it on looking for a love that might not come. She'd known a few mares who'd had families but no mates and she pitied them. They were young, vibrant females, but they had to stay at their teepees or homes to watch the little ones or take care of grandchildren... or something. "If love finds me, it finds me. I won't waste my time looking for it when I could go see the world."
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Posted: Wed Feb 10, 2010 5:53 am
((Good good, I know some people find him hard to handle))
Ha! She had spunk this one, the fact was he knew that he was 'good looking' he had been told it enough to believe it, perhaps it was simply not what she looked for. Shrugging his shoulders he simply ignored her words.
Kisho shook his head as she spoke again, despite him asking when her answer actually came he found himself suddenly uninterested which caused him to only hear snipets of the conversation. So didn't have a mate, nor did she want one. Yet he was curious, it seemed that even though she didn't want one she did feel she needed one -curious indeed. He thought about that a moment, then as she spoke about love he simply added, "Well you better open your eyes little lady I am sure it will hit you sooner rather than later." He gave her another characteristic cheeky grin.
He yawned again and spread his wings out to stretch them. It seemed he would need to stop soon, at least his homeland wasn't much further now.
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 8:10 am
Her eyes were always open. Jaloo was growing bored really fast with this one. The names, his attitude... they were wearing thin on what little nerves she had left. Turning around when he stretched his wings, she snorted and jerked her head, flicking her mane over her neck. "Whatever you say. You're boring me, so I'm going back to where I was before I was rudely interrupted." Not that she really was. She wasn't exactly doing anything, so how could she be interrupted? And rudely? All he did was laugh at her.
Either way, she flicked her tail at him and headed back. If she saw him again, it would be an interesting thing. He was the first one with those types of wings she'd met; and so brightly.
[Ah.. Seems as though it finished! .-.]
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Posted: Fri Feb 12, 2010 5:55 am
(Sure, I will just finish it off from Kisho's side then)
Kisho simply shrugged his shoulders and rolled his eyes a little at her reply, "Well I am sorry to hear that littly lady, next time I will try not to just walk...." after all that was all he had done. Some mares just couldn't handle him, he knew that and he wouldn't hold it against her despite how frustrating it was at times. After all one day he would find someone who could hold their own around him.
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