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Posted: Mon Sep 25, 2006 3:46 pm
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((This is a private roleplay between Rötschreck and Maeryn))
He was always there. Always lingering somewhere just out of sight, a faint red glimmer just at the edge of her peripheral vision. Maeryn did not know why that thought was comforting, did not know why it did not fill her with dread. Perhaps it was because of his stated mission in the herd. Protector. A title ordinarily mostly empty of meaning, but he'd acted the part. He'd played his role so well that she had begun to grow accustomed to it, to him. Her mind was wild with all sorts of slightly insane theories, and oddities. She couldn't tame it, not really. There was too much of a history there. Too much to keep everything in nice, neat little piles, safely tucked away where it wouldn't come back to bite someone in the a**. She could not keep that entirely locked up. She had tried, oh how she had tried... but it seemed that her best defense was a strong offense. And so she had been bitter, vicious at times, towards males. Stallions. They were a threat, surely. Surely, surely. They must be. Yet... why was he not? It made no sense. It made no sense at all. She shook her mane out, trying to sort it all out. Failing. Failing miserably.
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Posted: Wed Sep 27, 2006 8:56 am
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Rötschreck circled the area that the herd had come to rest at. Most seemed to be doing their own thing and he tried to pay them no mind, as they deserved privacy. No one liked being watched all the time. The last thing he wanted to do was come off intimidating, though that wouldn't really be a bad thing. He needed to be intimidating to maintain his position as protector in the herd. He was the one that backed up Maeryn's decisions, with physical force if required.
That brought his mind to Maeryn. He found himself questioning things a lot. He was a solitary creature for most of his life, yet he was willing to change so easily, for a mare and her ideas. Sure, he saw some intelligence in her ideas but would it have really been enough on it's own to earn his loyalty? The more he was in this herd, the more he felt.. like he really belonged here. It was a lot for the stallion to soak in sometimes, though it really came so naturally. Though he was cold, violent and deadly as any Kalona (and perhaps even moreso), he also had a softer side deep inside that he didn't let out often. Would that make him seem weak? Would his position be jeopardized if he let that slip out again?
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Posted: Wed Sep 27, 2006 10:05 am
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Why had she decided to form a herd? She vaguely remembered a conversation she'd had with Necro about the appalling behavior of Calamity, and the dwindling of their race. Calamity. Now, there was a problem. If he wasn't being disgraceful, she did not know what the word meant. The mare wandered, thoroughly caught up in her own thoughts. Damn it. For a short while, it had seemed like he'd reverted to proper Kalona behavior, but then later on he had once more shown a sympathy and a fondness for inferior Soquili that was just... unnatural. She shook her head, freeing herself from such thoughts. He was one stallion. He could not possibly mean much to their breed in the grand scheme of things. No, there was another... another stallion who showed much greater potential.
The fact that she was nearing that particular Kalona did not occur to her. She had gotten into the habit of sticking close to Rötschreck, or else he had taken to following her. She wasn't sure which. Whatever the cause, she knew that she had picked up his scent. It was strange. She really expected to fear him, but every time she saw him, she could not for the life of her call up that emotion. It just didn't fit. Perhaps his somewhat fatherly behavior towards the majority of the herd (and Calamity as well) threw her off. Whatever the reason, the black mare was certainly at a loss. Friendship was a new experience, for all that she seemed to share it with Necro. No, sharing... friendship with a male was the problem really, wasn't it?
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Posted: Wed Sep 27, 2006 10:32 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 27, 2006 10:50 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 28, 2006 12:30 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 28, 2006 12:42 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 28, 2006 1:05 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 28, 2006 1:17 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 28, 2006 8:37 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 28, 2006 9:00 pm
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"It is his inconsistency that troubles me, I think. I have always... been troubled by things which are unpredictable." Which was to say that if Maeryn could not measure or way another's behavior, it put her ill at ease. She had very little trust in her fellow Soquili, and it showed every once in awhile. "Feelings... emotions, they are a new thing to me, really. At least, their expression is. I cannot deny that I have felt them before, but interacting with others forces me to face them." For instance, she simply had to face the fact that she could not feel for Rot what she would like. This... near softness in her attitude troubled her. It felt unnatural, but in so many ways more real than any affectation she had put on.
"I could wish that he would make up his mind. Until he does so, I will have no way of knowing how to react to him and his... actions." Actions which troubled the mare almost as much as his oddity of nature. "Toku seems to be leveling out." Indeed, that young stallion was improving with time, and the example of the Protector among others.
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Posted: Fri Sep 29, 2006 12:40 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 29, 2006 1:12 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 30, 2006 11:04 am
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Posted: Sat Sep 30, 2006 11:23 am
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