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 Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2011 3:43 pm
It seemed like Trois was finally starting to figure out what it was his daughter liked in different places that they went. She enjoyed places with not a lot of people, usually pretty, girlier ones. Places, that is, not people. The young girl enjoyed climbing, but had a terrible habit of getting herself stuck if she climbed up too high on something. The abstinence spawn liked flowers and castles, princes and princesses, and loved stories. Now that she had started learning how to read, she loved doing that as well, as often as she ever had a chance to do so.
Going mostly off of her love of girly and pretty places, the serpent had brought his daughter to the city's botanical garden. Despite the fact that it still was, technically, Winter, and therefore not many of the perennial flowers had started blooming yet, it was still a pretty place for the both of them to go. Over a frilly pink dress, she was wearing a hooded red cloak, as well as a pair of red knit mittens and a matching pair of boots.
"So... we are just 'ere to look at zhe plants zhis time, oui, Mama? Not to 'urt zhem or take zheir fruit?" Chailai asked, adjusting the thin silver tiara that sat atop her hair before slipping her hand back into her mothers. The addressed naga nodded a few times in response, looking around the garden himself and giving a soft sigh. It was certainly beautiful, and very relaxing. Maybe coming here would be good for him as well.
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2011 11:54 pm
Keal stretched his arms out from his body and gave himself a shake. There was nothing he loved more that being out in nature. Even in late winter both his ears and nose were alive with scents and sounds. His body yearned to shift and run free in the sleepy garden. His golden eyes scanned the paths leading from the main botanical office building. Taking a deep breath his smiled. "Not many people here good choice Boian." He said turning to flash his child a smile only to find Boian with his nose deep in a pamphlet giving short details of all the plants used along the trails.
He walked over and place a hand on the black and lime hair. "Boian the paper is free you can read it as we walk or when we return home. Or even if you find a plant that really strikes your interest. But don't you think we should head on down one of the paths?"
Boian's ears flick up in shock as he felt a large hand placed on his head, "Huh? Oh um..." The greed spawn's indigo eyes flashed up to the worn face of his father, "Sorry...I do enjoy flowers and plants. They are so interesting!" He turned his gaze along the paths. Was it really fair to hold his father back?
Normally it was the children that were running on ahead or asking their parents to hurry up. His caused the pale gem pocked cheeks of the shorter spawn to darken in blush. It had been his suggestion to come here. He had started to read about the meanings of flowers and their colors and had read about places called Botanical gardens and asked if there was one near by they could visit. After all how better to get an impress a woman that giving her a flower and explaining why that was the prefect one for her than to learn of the plants and their meanings?
Because it was winter the young spawn was dressed in a long sleeved soft leather tunic and matching pants that where tucked into high thick boots. He did not wear gloves or ear muffs for both his hands and long ears were covered but soft, thick fur. About his shoulders was not a warm jacket but a thick green velvet cape. Within his hair and about the cape four amethyst and gold hearts hung. He might not be wearing a crown but everything about this young spawn screamed prince.
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Posted: Fri Feb 18, 2011 1:04 pm
To this date, the curly-headed little girl with fairytale dreams had met many different people, a lot of them that she considered friends, and one of them who was really a knight in living armour. Despite all of the people that she had met, especially all of the different spawn -and there were quite a lot of them!- the little princess had yet to even catch sight of her prince. It was a pity, really. She had her mother, who was her real mother, and therefore was sweet and kind and would get her whatever she wanted. She had her father, an evil king of a man who made her Mama cry, and who she was sure they would leave one day. Then, there were her two step-siblings, one of whom didn't seem to have any opinion on her, the other who hated her, and wanted her Mama all for herself. A soft sigh left the young girl's mouth. Everything from a classic fairytale story except--
A prince?!
The girl stopped where she was with a soft squeak, a noise that she made fairly often. Her ears perked straight up, catching Trois' attention. She never held her ears up in such a manner - not since Trois had picked her up that first day. The serpent lowered himself down, glancing in the same direction the girl's green eyes were fastened. Nothing that interesting; just another greed spawn and his guardian, though he supposed that the kid's clothing style was rather... unique. He put a hand softly on the girl's shoulder. "'Ey zhere. Do jou see somezhing interesting, le chaton?"
Before she answered, however, the little spawn bolted like the little kitten that she was, cute black shoes clacking on the pavement, pink dress fluttering around her ankles. By the time she stopped in front of the slightly older male, the red hood of her cloak had fallen down, revealing hair that was a bit frizzed from its time beneath that hood, a small silver tiara sitting on top of it. With none of her usual shyness, she stood on her tiptoes, peering into the other greed spawn's eyes, her ears still standing straight up atop her head, tail swaying to help keep her balanced. After a moment of inspection, she squealed happily and dropped back to being flat on her feet, clapping her hands together in a very finite sort of way.
"Jou must be my prince!!"
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 2:42 pm
Before he even saw the younger spawn running towards him Boian's ears flicked hearing the clicking of shoes moving fast towards him his ears perked up and he looked up to see a young girl in a read cloak running towards him. As she got closer the wind and her action of running blew he hood back to reveal thick curly hair atop which rests a shiny tiara. Boian could not help but smile a bit as a lovely young lady was coming towards him. It was the first time he had dealt with a younger real lady. But his smile did fade a bit as he wondered if she was running from something. He look past her and to the long serpent a ways up the trail.
The pretty little girl was now in front of him looking up into his face her green eyes scanning his face and smiling. She did not seem winded by her short run and then she spoke. Her prince huh? It was good easy to agree. This was too good an opportunity to pass up and too easy.
Giving a charming little smile Boian dropped down to one knee and taking her hand he kissed it, "I can be your prince little prince. Boian is at your service."
Keel could not help but roll his eyes. Great it wasn't bad enough that that Boian had flirted with the lady at the front desk but now here was this young spawn who thought she was a princess and Boian was her prince. He really hoped that Boian would not tell her that they lived pretty much in a castle.
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Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2011 7:00 pm
Trois was left a little flustered and rather oblivious as his young daughter ran off, a look of concern in his eyes as he slithered after her with a bit of caution. It was rare that he could ever get her attention off of him, let alone for her to do so willingly without an ounce of struggle. The sight of the young man surprised him a bit. Did she know him from somewhere before? Perhaps from the Facility? Or was he just a stranger that she thought she recognized? Hazel eyes flicked toward the man who Trois guessed to be the boy's guardian, flashing a soft smile toward him, lurking at a distance to observe his daughter's interaction. After all, he did want to keep her safe, but he didn't want to hinder her from making friends by being overprotective.
That would be the last thing his mate would want.
A soft gasp fell past his lips at the way that the elder male knelt in front of her, taking one of her speckled hands and kissing it. A soft blush overtook her pale, speckled face as she gently drew her hand back, smiling as she pressed the tips of her fingers to her lips. Giggling, she threw her arms around the boy, squatted down to her height.
"Jou are perfect!! Surely, jou must be my prince, oui?!" Chailai said excitedly, bouncing a bit before she let go of him, grabbing his hand instead. Without any explanation, she took his hand and dragged him toward her Mama, a bit surprised by how close he was. Smiling brightly, she still dragged him toward the serpent, holding his arm up as though showing him off. "Mama!! Mama, look! I 'ave found my prince!!"
"Oh?" Trois asked, chuckling softly. He leaned down a bit, smiling softly at the young male. "'Ello zhere, joung prince."
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Posted: Sun Apr 24, 2011 10:21 pm
Keal's eyes turned to watch the serpent that had started to follow the curly haired spawn and seeing the smile as well as the dress he placed a hand to his chest and gave the tiniest of greeting bows before his old soul eyes flicked back to the two spawn in front of him just in time to see the little girl throw herself at Boian. He turned his head and rubbed his eyes. Great she was just fueling the little flirt's ego.
He was about to interrupt them when he turned to find Boian being dragged off towards the serpent 'mama'.
Boian's indigo eyes went wide as small thin arms wrapped around him. His heart was racing and a smile brushed over his lips as he slide his arms around her waist only to feel her moving, too quickly for his liking, away from him. Though he was glad that her hand slide down and took up one of his thick furred ones. "Well I could be your prince if you like miss." He said as he was being pulled along the path.
When he was presented and shown to the 'tall' snake he gave a bow similar but to a greater depth and more showy that the one Keal had given. "It is a pleasure to meet you...ma'am." Trois' voice sounded a bit off to Boian's large ears but Chilai had said mother so he would just assume that the serpent was a female. "It is a beautiful day." he said softly to both of them. "I am sorry to be so rude, ma'am...my name is Boian."
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 10:15 am
The little French girl was oblivious to Boian's offer of being her prince, mind too occupied by the idea that the boy was already, decidedly, whether he liked it or not, her prince. That was simply the way that the world worked! After all, why else would there be a boy who looked so similar to her, so royal like her, and so readily embraced her the way that he had?! Her ears were pricked up higher and happier than Trois had ever seen them held, which was automatically a good sign in his book.
Chuckling softly, Trois gave his own cultured bow in response to the one that Boian presented, a kind smile on his yellow-scaled face. Briefly, one of his slim-fingered hands drifted across Chailai's head, brushing across her curly, silken hair before falling back to his side, a slight twinge of parental over-protectiveness tugging at the recesses of his mind. Brushing that off, he gave the boy a sweet smile. "It is a pleasure to meet jou as well, 'Prince' Boian."
Without skipping a beat, as soon as her Mama's hand was out of her hair, Chailai's arms wrapped around her new friend's waist, fluffy head burying itself in his chest, a bright smile on her kitten-like face. After all, she had everything to be happy about now, didn't she?! "Mama, Mama, can 'e come 'ome wiz us?!" the little girl squealed, tail perked up as she looked to the prince, to her mama, and then to the man that they'd left in the distance. Her green eyes lingered there for a moment before dropping slowly as she ducked away from the male, peering up at Boian with wide eyes. "Is jour Papa mean, too, Prince Boian...?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2011 11:50 pm
Boian's checks grew a bit darker when Trois called him a prince. It was fine when he was charming the ladies to say he would be their prince, and he might live in a castle and his gaurdains were from a line of royalty but he really was not a prince. But his embrassment was quickly forgotten as the young princess' face was again nuzzled into his chest and her arms around his waist. He was shocked and pleased to feel such a thing and he smiled looking down at her. "Come home with you? Well I am sure you two could both come how with us for lunch or something if you would like. I can show you what might become my tower some day." he said softly and then looked back at Keal. "My father is not too mean...it's my uncles you need to look out for."
Keal did not know wither to laugh at his son's misfortune of finally getting what he wanted, more like deserved, or to feel a bit of worry. His ears perked up as both children invited the other home and he stepped up. "I do not think it if very nice to be inviting the young princess home of your first meeting. It is not very customary to do so at least. Your parents should both arrange a time for you to visit each other's homes. We have to do this properly being such fine ladies and gentle am I right Trois?" He asked playing up both the royalty aspect of this 'game' and giving the other guardian a way out.
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