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 Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 1:27 pm
A short human male of five feet four inches walked down towards the stables, his long black hair made him look slightly feminine as it curled slightly around his pale face. The soft jingle from the bells in his colorful jester hat(which was mismatched with his blood red shirt and black pants) seemed to alert the horses in the stables that he was coming, and made them suddenly nervous of being once again pranked, after all, several of them still haven't gotten all the electric blue dye off their manes and tails. Morpheus chuckled as he saw some of the horses giving him the evil eye. Oh how he enjoy making creatures uncomfortable. His coal black eyes looked down to the parchment the king had handed him over.
"A six legged horse...." The disguise incubus looked around almost lazely. "Hmm..nope, don't see it, too bad" He started to turn to go back to the castle and continuo his torment of his dear little king.
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 3:17 pm
 Eric stood in his stall his head sticking out. He hipchecked Ed who was standing beside him brushing out his coat. "THERE HE IS! GET HIM! HE IS THE ONE WHO TURNED MY MANE BLUE!""Huh, what? Ow." Ed rubbed his temples at the screaming in his head. His Azrein had a beautiful voice but not when it was yelled and a rather ungodly volume. "Havent I told you only to use that volume when we are in battle and I'm about to loose my head?""This is battle! Go get him now! He assaulted me with a most unseemly color fest that I DID NOT willingly participate in. Besides if you don't go I will flatten you till you see reason."
Ed grumbling stuck his green eyed, black maned head out the window. "Oi! Are you the one who grafitied my horse?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 3:32 pm
Morpheus stopped at the odd man sticking his head out a window. He arched an eyebrow slightly and looked to see what horse he was talking about, while his fingers continuo to twirl the rolled up piece of parchment. "....Perhaps, maybe, seems likely, however, I do not know, nor do I know the meaning of the word 'grafitied' so I cannot answer your so call question correctly."
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 5:59 pm
The Duke's eyebrow's rose. Hmm this seemed to be a very brave man to even marginally piss of his stallion. Eric's temper at times was well explosive, and to go so far as to paint his mane blue well. The guy was lucky he was still standing. Eric snarled in his head as he listened to Edward's thoughts.
"He must have done it when you were asleep, or you would have squashed him." Edward murmered to his horse.
To the shorter man he called. "Grafitied means that you doodle all over something that should not have been doodled on."
"Nevertheless you seem a brave soul, may I know your name?"
"Your inviting him over here?!" Eric asked, "That's it, I disown you"
Edward ignored the big palomino stallion and got bit on the butt for his troubles.
"I thought you disowned me."
"Yes and I bit you too."
Edward gave his quirky steed a flat look.
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 6:14 pm
The jester came over closer, but kept a good distance from the irritated horse. "I didn't doodle on your horse, then. I just painted him." He tilted his head and chuckled softly as he watched the odd interaction between the two. "I am Morpheus, the king's jester. Who might you be?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 7:38 pm
"I am his Grand Duke, have you been away recently? I find it odd that I haven't met you yet."
Eric came up to stand next to Edward, his blue eyes boring a hole through the seemingly unshakable jester.
Edward studied the man, he couldn't tell exactly what but there was something...strange about him. Perhaps he had a Skill that Edward had never been in the presence of. His own Skill the ability to communicate with all animals and a few Azrein (mostly his own) seemed to tickle him right under his skin. He rubbed his arms at the goose bumps. There was something he wasn't seeing here. And to think the King had this man as the court jester.
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 7:45 pm
Morpheus just smile sweetly at the equine before looking back at the human. "Oh yeah, I needed a book really badly, so I had to leave for a few months. It was quiet unexpected chore. Poor king, going for so long without any...entertainment...."
Coal black eyes went over the man before him for a second, seeing the little signs that he was being studied, and that Edward seemed to be getting a bit uncomfortable. "Grand duke, how interesting. What is your name?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 7:56 pm
"My name is Edward Drake. This is Eric Northman my chosen." Edward gestured to the fuming stallion beside him.
"I don't like him."
"I gathered that."
The Duke rested the hand with the brush over the stall door. "So where was this book?" He wondered what kind of book would warrent such a long quest. Goodness knows Kingy liked his...entertainment. Edward was tempted to flick one of the bells on Morpheus's hat.
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 8:02 pm
"Edward....such lovely name. And Eric, great stallion, very well taken care of." He tilted his head, making the bells jingle. "Oh, the place wasn't all that far away, at least not for me, it was just trying to deceiving a certain mage to get at it" He grins. "It was delightful to....entertain him to get at it....such a lovely man, to bad he is no longer with us."
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 8:20 pm
Edward's lip curled slightly at this news. Note to self....Don't piss him off unless I am sure I can survive. "Hmm it must have been a very important book then. I prefer adventure novels to all the magical stuff." He patted Eric as he spoke. "Have you been with the King long? I've been her about 5 years I think."
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 8:29 pm
 "Yes well, I need those spells quiet badly." He moved slightly closer to the stall by Eric's, petting the nose of a yellow and black stallion, who look bored out of his mind. "didn't I, Sango?"
Sango gave a snort at that and turned his head slightly. "Lunatic."
"How kind of you." He raised an eyebrow at the question. "I don't know how long i been here, i just know its been quiet a long time...The concept of time you use is rare where I come from, we measure days and years differently. A different calender and all that."
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 8:53 pm
Edward looked at the man askance. While Eric stuck his head out of the stall to look at the horse who would let Morpheus touch him. As it turned out the vampire was quite shocked. It was an odd looking horse alright, he shook his head and retreated to sulk in a corner while Edward talked.
"That is an interesting looking stallion." Edward said, intrigued he hadn't noticed the creature when he had come in as Eric had been screaming bloody murder about his hair.
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 9:03 pm
"Hmm, yeah, he is an ugly looking thing, isn't he?" Morpheus smirked as his horse gave him a hateful look and sent a small shock through the still touching hand.
"Oww!" The incubus pulled back his hand and mutter slightly. "Evil little thing."
"Little? have you look at yourself in the mirror, pipsqueak?" Sango snort and pushed his head against the man's chest, sending him back a foot or so. "Besides, if we are talking about ugly things, the ugly one is you, you slimy in-" Has a apple stuff into his mouth by the jester.
"Oh do shut up, sango."
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 9:07 pm
Edward smiled at the pair, he could relate. "Oomf!" he said as he was kicked in the butt.
"I heard that."
Edward rubbed his butt and glared at his horse. "Ungrateful blue maned twerp." Edward said and had to dodge another kick and slithered out of the stall. "Brat." he said.
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 9:18 pm
Morpheus laughs softly. "Indeed, one has to think why do we keep them around, well fed and groomed...." He arched his eyebrows towards the yellow stallion, who just turned to nom on the apple while glaring at the disguise incubus. "Oh well, Azrein, can't live with them, can't live without them..."
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