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 Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2010 9:41 am
~This is to document a thread arpee, one where Katan trades Fish Eater a shiny shell for a story. Others are welcome to join in when we get to it in thread again!~
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Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2010 9:49 am
Pg 16118 - 16121Daeril-sama Katan: *wonders where his father has wandered of to*Aurrific
Fish Eater: -folds paws and kicks one to make the beads clatter- Heeheehee~ Daeril-sama Katan: *hears the clattering and turns toward the sound, his curiosity peeked. Padding, he finds the female with the interesting adornments and smiles softly* Interesting items you have. Aurrific Fish: -chuckles as the other approaches and wiggles her paw, creating the rattling again- Heehee, yes, this one is having pretty things! All hers, the pretty things. Are you liking pretty things?] Daeril-sama Katan: *blinks at the odd way of talking but smiles all the same. It struck him as being innocent, a trait he greatly admired.* Yes. I do enjoy them. *He had his own objects wrapped various places over his body.*Aurrific
Fish: - tilts her head, slightly and studies him with half squinted eyes- This one's pretty things~ Buuut you have things. Nice things. This one is liking them, too. -rattles her beads once more, then stands-Daeril-sama Katan: *He listened to the sound as she stood and looked at the blood tipped feathers hanging from his ears* I would like to give one to you, but these were given to me by my father. Maybe I can find you something. *He glanced over his shoulders*Aurrific
Fish: -wrinkles her nose, trying not to show displeasure at being denied one of his feathers- Something? Finding something to be giving this one? Oh, she' would be liking that, very much so. She could be giving something in return, yes? Something like stories or... Or something. Daeril-sama Katan: If you'd like. I think I would enjoy a story, although, I really should be getting back to searching for my father. He tends to wander. *He paused.* But I always seem to find him. I think he can be on his own for a little while longer. So...let's see. *He looked around, the direction of his eyes never perfectly known as they were pupil-less, but they were focused all the same. Finally he pinpointed something shiny and padded over, sniffing away the dust covering it, snorting. Picking it up gingerly, he took it back to Fish Eater and sat the little shell at her feet.* It's not much, but the best I can find at the moment.Aurrific Fish Eater: -watches him closely, all the while thinking of both a story for the trade and of whether or not this stranger was trustworthy. He seemed very much so, but she had run into all sorts over her lifetime- A story, thennn~ A story, father will be finding his son and son be finding his father later, yes. -she nodded her head in affirmation to her odd sentence and grinned- Is bloody-feathers wanting a certain story, or should this one be telling a random one she knows? -she had many old tales catalogued in her mind, each having been recited and crowed in many different situations, all in the name of some bauble or a bite to eat. Her eyes fell on the shiny shell, but she stiffened her muscles to keep from betraying just how excited she was over it- Daeril-sama Katan: *He sat back on his haunches, the clank of his unlit lantern having been ignored after nearly living his whole lifetime with the thing. He wasn't sure if he cared for the epithet, not caring for the blood that stained the feathers hanging from his ear, wishing instead they were pristine. He didn't question how Grigor had gotten a hold of them, choosing not to find out and instead accept them as they were even with the imperfection.* Any story you have would be fine. I do not have any requests. You may call me Katan as well. What is your name, if I might ask? *He wondered what the female would refer to herself as if she spoke in third person already, interested in hearing a name.*Aurrific Fish: Aaah, this one is seeing~ Bloody feathers is not bloody feathers, but Katan. Nice name. -she nodded her head, eyes falling over his unlit lantern curiously. It had the look of man, creatures that fascinated her- Hmmm, hmmm, this one is called Fish Eater. Eater of fish. Delicious, fish. Tasting quite good. -she chuckled and her tail wagged as she settled back onto her haunches slowly and searched for the best story she could recall at the moment- The way the man is catching light in his fire, has Katan been hearing that one before?
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