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 Posted: Thu May 30, 2013 9:32 pm
 The stallion had finally managed to shed the cloth that bound his vision. Gaston had almost thrown the ribbon away but at the last moment he had tucked the fabric down into his shirt. He considered his reasoning behind this for the mare had been cruel to trick him so. However in Gaston's mind he thought of the ribbon as some sort of lover's token. Perhaps if he were to see the mare again and show her the ribbon, maybe she'd be intrigued enough to try and get to know him.
The burly stallion sighed. He'd never been in such non perfect form before. Between his random meetings and untimely deceptions by that mare and also the stallion Xelloss Gaston had accrued many tiny and not so tiny cuts and wounds to his body. He'd left the beach without a scratch but now he seemed covered in them. How could he impress the ladies now? Could he make up a tale that made him out to be heroic? Perhaps it was time to try. Gaston was getting lonely in these new lands. He'd yet to make a single acquaintance that didn't wish him any ill will.
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 12:01 am
 It felt damn good to have an axe between her teeth and to be far away from Panem. It was like shaking off dead skin. She has suffered and lost so much there...She hated it. For her, District 7 and Panem didn't exist--they were nothing but bad memories. Her skin had been buffetted, smooth and clean but still the minutest rain drop threatened to break down her walls. She gritted her teeth as she glared up at the ominous sky. She had to find shelter before she lost it. Just a little water.... Sea green like Finnick's eyes. Beautiful blue like Peeta's before the things that happened happened. Things don't go back, they go on. She gritted her teeth and swung her axe through the air regaining some compsure. Her eeyes stopped, and she stood facing a stallion only a few feet away. If she'd been in the arena, she'd have been dead. As it was, it was difficult not to launch the weapon at him.
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 6:25 am
Gaston had heard something interesting and had turned away from his current course to investigate. Things never worked out how he wanted them to. He needed to learn this lesson. Gaston had managed to creep up on a mare who had seemingly not noticed him until he was a scant throw away from her. This is where Gaston had erred.
It wasn't until he was close enough that the stallion realized what sound had lured him in. At the mare's feet was a giant axe and another one was tethered to her side. The swishing sound that he'd heard was obviously the axe swinging through the air. Gaston backpedaled a moment before grimacing. He paused before taking a step forward. His eyes snapped up to meet the mare's brown ones. Gaston took in the mare's shirt in silence and her short hair before speaking.
"Good day miss."
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 5:29 pm
Johanna stared at the mare. He has a MASS of chest hair pouring out of his shirt and a self-satisfied smirk that just really pissed her off. "I don't think it's a good day anymore for you," she snapped.
The axe felt loose in her teeth, her heart and adrenaline going. For a moment, she could almost see the arterial spray, before she stopped the thought. "What do you want?" She snapped again.
Her feet shifted, her weight ready to do some major damage.
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Posted: Sat Jun 01, 2013 7:17 pm
Gaston actually backpedaled in his steps. The ferocity in which the mare had greeted him with literally shocked Gaston. He felt his heart race wildly for a moment before he took another look at the mare's hold on the axe. It looked like the mare was real comfortable holding the weapon as she was. That meant she was used to using it. The bite in her words though confused the stallion as he tried to calm the racing of his heart. To say that he was in danger by merely standing in this mare's presence was an understatement. Perhaps it would have been better if he had continued to blunder around with his vision obscured.
Gaston felt a little bit of calmness return to him and he watched as the mare shifted her weight. He sighed before finding his voice. "I don't know exactly what I've done to make you so irritated with me already when I don't even know you. I was trying to be friendly."
Gaston glanced around realizing just how secluded this area was. There were no other Soquili in the area and being in the same space as this confrontational mare was beginning to chafe at Gaston's confidence. "I only wished to make conversation with you. Is that a problem?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 02, 2013 9:32 pm
Johanna watched him for a moment, the ruffled lines of her mind smoothing and calming, well as calm as she ever got. Slowly, with some hesitation, Johanna put the axehead on the ground and rested a hoof on the top of the blade making it stand in front of her.
"I haven't met very many friendly people, who weren't just a little too friendly." She stared him down, her eyes glinting dangerously, "But you seem like a big lug, all brash and brawn. The lights are on and nobody's home." She couldn't help but chuckle.
"Well then spit it out, chest hair, or are you always choking on your tongue when a mare is around?" She raised a quizzical eyebrow.
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Posted: Sun Jun 02, 2013 9:40 pm
As the mare placed the axe down on the ground Gaston found himself relaxing a little. The apparent ease in which she handled the weapon was just a little concerning. He decided to stay at a safe distance instead of risking any limbs to this very caustic mare. He listened to the mare's words as she questioned his intelligence.
The last straw was the nickname. Why did everyone have to make fun of the chest hair. Gaston was rather proud of the patch of coarse black hair. No other Soquili that he had seen had managed to grow one as impressive as his, well .. it wasn't like he was going around comparing other males to his standards. He sighed before shaking his mane. "Is everything you say going to come out insulting madam? Perhaps I'm just wasting my time trying to converse civil like with you."
Gaston planted his hooves firmly on the ground as he awaited an answer. It was most likely going to be more caustic words meant to cut deeply at him. Truth be told, he had begun to wonder if these lands harbored any friendly faces or not.
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Posted: Sun Jun 02, 2013 9:48 pm
Johanna put on falsely symphathetic face, "I'm sorry, did I hurt your feelings?" The last words came out with a sneer. "I don't recall saying that I care about yours or anyone else's for that matter. And if you don't want to to be made fun of then, pull that bear rug out of your shirt."
She smiled as she shifted her hoof on the axe, "I only promise my axe is as sharp as my words, and I know how to use them both well." She studied the stallion intrigued about why he was still there.
"So what is this place? And do you always go sneaking up on mares?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 16, 2013 1:54 pm
Gaston was shocked at the level of vehemence this mare was expressing towards him. It was startling to realize that her level of caustic remarks had indeed cut below the layer of skin he had. However Gaston was not one to back down. He planted his feet firmly against the ground and leveled his gaze on the axe-wielding mare. His eyes narrowed briefly as he considered his own reply.
"Look, I don't know what it was that crawled up and bit you somewhere unpleasant but I was trying to be civil. As for my "bear-rug" as you call it, that is firmly impossible."
Gaston's gaze flitted across the terrain before refocusing on the brash mare. "If I snuck up on you and you feel that way then so be it. I don't apologize for the infraction. As for where what this place is: even I have no clue."
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Posted: Tue Jul 16, 2013 2:38 pm
Johanna laughed, "Something's always biting on me." The acid in her tone, belied a painful type of hurt. She studied him for a moment, considering other words she might say. But she seldom ever reached for a comeback, she just spoke what she thought. No filter, they'd said. They'd called her a loose cannon to be dealt with.
"So you're new here too then?" Her voice was still strong, biting but a be more friendly. She looked around her, "Whatever this place is, it's better than from where I came from." She could remember the last Games, remember Snow setting them all up for failure. There probably was never meant to be a winner. But they had showed him. And here she was alone.
There's no one left I love.
Even Finnick was gone. Peeta was somewhere, a little worse for wear. But the rest of them--she hadn't found them, she even wondered why she was looking.
"What brought you here?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 3:36 pm
As the mare spoke Gaston could sense just a little bit of the tension drain from the air between them. It wasn't a lot but it was a start. Gaston sighed before scuffing a bit at a bit of the earth under his hooves. How could he continue to converse with this mare without risking his neck?
And then he got an opening. When the mare commented on the scenery Gaston had to admit silently that she had a point. The area was better than where he had come from as well. However it could not be said the same of the individuals he'd come across while here.
"I am still new to this place. But I will admit I'm a little confused by your question. Do you mean what brought me here today? Or to this place in general?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 14, 2014 1:05 am
"Either, or. Both," she smiled devilishly. "It's just small talk right," she circled him taking him in. She found him faintly amusing at best, a little pompous perhaps. A bit too capitol for her tastes, but he was definately not that either.
That place was gone, it had to stay that way. "So talk," she switched her tail lazily.
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