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Liberal Conversationalist
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 Posted: Mon Aug 08, 2011 12:29 am
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Posted: Mon Aug 08, 2011 12:59 pm
Helios's wings sliced the air as he speed through the winds, his mind was a flutter, his ears letting the wind rush through them. His smile was grand, he'd just spent the morning with a rather beautiful mare, one whose name he'd rather keep tp his little self. He chuckled, landing softly on the ground near a small river. His mind was rather aloof, staring at himself, he was glowing. The stallion was litterally glowing with happiness, his wings became a bright, glittering, gold as he looked to himself with pride. She was perfect, in everyway, the stallion found her perfect. Helios's golden eyes shut as he breathed in the fresh air, his eyes opening with rather great enthusiams. Nothing could ruin his day, "Nothing!" he boasted happily.
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Liberal Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Aug 08, 2011 2:11 pm
Rameses laid out in the sun, basking in the warmth beneath his linen blanket. He wasn't too particular about what happened that day or not. As long as it continued to be warm, he was enjoying himself. He could see through the thin material that made up his protective covering, and as he peered about the skies, he noticed a rather fast Azrein flying through the air before the shiny horse stopped near a river. Interested in the glow of this new horse, Rameses stood and walked slowly over towards the stallion. He got about two yards away when the sudden yell that came from the winged creature startled him. Rameses let out a faint squeak, followed by a small whinny as he laid back down.
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Posted: Mon Aug 08, 2011 10:12 pm
The Gods golden eyes shot towards the noise, was that a small foal? The stallion walked carefully over to it, his voice becoming a coo, "Hello little one." His neck bent, he was careful to walk calmly, he had already scared the poor thing. His wings folded back quietly as he stared, what an odd symbol upon its blanket. Glowing eyes looked at the foal, bending down a little more to get a better look, "I apologize for scaring you. Your far from you mother, aren't you." His voice was soft, otherworldly at best. The stallion wished not to be kept a stranger from such a young soul, though he was still baffled why the poor thing was alone. He smiled warmingly, "I am Helios, God of the Sun."
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Liberal Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Aug 08, 2011 10:20 pm
Rameses looked up at the sound of a soft, wonderful voice. It calmed him down considerably, and by the looks of it the Azrein before him seemed to be the source of the warmth and shine. He lay there under his blanket for awhile, trying to piece together a few words. Being as young as he was made it hard for Rameses to communicate through speech very well. Though he was better at it than most other foals. "Actually..my mother is always with me. As is my father.." He answered quite proudly while looking up into the sun. The other Azrein's accent was a bit strange to him. At the mention of Helios' title, Rameses was taken back. God of the Sun? No possible way. His father almost never set foot on land for fear of destroying it accidentally. "You are not the Sun God." Rameses huffed indignantly towards the golden stallion.
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Posted: Mon Aug 08, 2011 10:39 pm
The young foal spoke with such poise, but callng him a fake, he shook his head. The stallion's wings shot out faster than any regular Azerin was able to, then placed one over the young boy. The pulsating heat from the sun shot through his wings, sending the to put heat onto the small foal. Helios's eyes glowing gold, he smiled wide. He knew he was the sun God, he had left Olympus in search to find his followers. The stallion sighed, "If you feel the heat I give you, would that not give you enough evidence that I am who I say I am?" If not, Helios had a small amount of tricks to keep showing the foal until his beliefe was peaked. Helios did another small trick, his wing shooting with heat, he incarved the picture that rested on the small foals blanket, smoke rising as he did this. A smile placed on his face as he waited for the foal to try and respond.
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Liberal Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Aug 08, 2011 11:03 pm
The young Azrein poked his nose out from under the blanket to embrace the warmth. It was all to enjoyable for him, and in truth while Helios did prove himself to be who he had claimed to be, Rameses was still a tad bit confused. "I am familiar with the power that the sun provides. But if you are indeed the Sun God then you must be my father." He sat up with the blanket still clinging to his body. "For I am Rameses, son of Isis and Ra, King of the Sun and God of Light. And I am heir to his throne." He stated quite proudly.
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Posted: Thu Aug 11, 2011 7:33 pm
Helios's eye brow raised, he had never heard of an Isis or a Ra, but perhaps the son had been raised by two imposters that wanted followers to believe anything they had boggled into their minds so they would simply have the joy of ruling those with small minds. The God shook his head as he looked to the small foal resting under his blaket, but his smile grew rather large. Oh, how the God of the Sun wished for a family of his own. How he wanted a sun to raise and create a heir in case Zeus wanted Helios struck down and killed.
The thought of dying made the stallions brow furrow ever so lightly, before he was looking towards the blanket, a wide smile on his face. How interesting would it be for him to take this child in and make it his own? He nodded to Rameses, "I suppose you have your parent's names confused then. I am Helios, god of Sun and the Light, and your mothers name is Metis, Titan of Intellegence." He nuzzled his new 'son', he could not turn away from what could be a part of him.
His smile grew even wider, "I suppose you are the Heir to my Throne."
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Liberal Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Aug 11, 2011 7:42 pm
{OOC: Omg! He grew. x3}
Little Rameses gave thought to the words of this godly presence. "That would explain things...hm..you have proven that you are the Sun God..I shall accept you as my father." The blanketed foal felt a new belonging.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Time Skip~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Rameses trotted through the sunny fields. He was older. And he could feel that he had a purpose somewhere. Ever since he had taken up to Helios, true Sun God. Though at times he wondered why he was Egyptian while his parents were Greek. Though this never crossed his mind much. For now however he was searching for Helios. "Father? Are you up there?" Rameses called to the sun, basking in its glow.
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Posted: Thu Aug 11, 2011 8:09 pm
((POST HIS PICTURE<3))
Helios wings spun him through the air, his mind was somewhere else, my had it been such a long time that his son and him had ben reunited, and it was still a hidden fact from his true love Metis. His ears perked up, below him was his son. A large, toothy smile, came onto his face, gliding down peacefully to reach his son. How much he had grown, a large, gracious smile staying there,
He folded his wings back carefully, his sceptar was attached to his back, thanks to something that a human had made him in honors of bringing the warmth they needed. He walked to his son, "Ramses! My, look how you have grown!" He looked happily unto his son, The Gods eyes and wings were glowing due to the suns position in the sky. It was at it's highest peak, and it began to bring the power he needed. His ceptar grew to glow as well, though he tried his best to tone this down as his son was around, "Tell me, what have you been up to this fine day?"
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Liberal Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Aug 11, 2011 8:38 pm
 {OOC: He skipped his 'still clings to blankie' stage. XD Puddle says its cuz he's the son of a god and quickly learned to do away with childish things.} Rameses trotted up to greet the Sun. Or the personification of the celestial being that was the Provider of Life. Even though he had embraced his Greek father, he clung to his Egyptian beliefs. He had been taught the knowledge of the Olympian Court, but it was hard to give up what you were taught from a young age. "Tamē pitā āśīrvāda. I am doing well. I have been playing with my friend Michiko." He smiled much the same way Helios did. Though he was of a different culture and ethnicity, the similarities in the style Rameses did things were remarkable. Suggesting that they were of the same lineage. "However, I was wondering, if perhaps you could teach me the customs of a deity. I wish to learn and assume my responsibilities as Pharaoh so that when the time comes, I may succeed you with the honor that is deserving of the position of a God." Rameses looked upon his father with curious eyes. At the same time they were also filled with maturity and yearning.
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