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 Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2006 2:13 pm
Yes, sad but true the new guardian was extremely predictable in her habits no matter the setting. Even if that setting was a long stretch of beautiful white sand and waves gently lapping at the shore like a faithful dog. Silen sat or rather lay at ease beside a laptop stretched out on a large picnic blanket and a long cigarette between her lips.Her fingers darted out across the keyboard while smoke coiled up into the wind.
She was dressed rather optimistically in a blue and black bikini thinking she might have been able to persuade Taren to join her in the water, no such luck. He had been curious at first until he realised it was well…wet and had been sent scurrying back up the beach. Speaking of the mole boy he was no where to be seen at first glance but maybe the large amount of sand being excavated from a ever increasing hole and being thrown up around the sides in growing embankment’s would offer a clue. Occasionally Silen would rise from her work to peer over the edge and cheek on him but he just seemed o get lower down. She knew that stopping him sometime before he reached china might be a wise thing to do but now she couldn’t bare to do that and disturb her peace and quite while she soaked up the last of the year’s ray in a freak end of he year little heat wave that had suddenly stuck. Besides he seemed perfectly happy.
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Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2006 2:28 pm
Snakes naturally sought holes already dug for them, and so, once Jem had splayed herself out on the sand to tan, she'd wandered off, and... Ooooh. What was that? The indigo approached the hole, and peered down, baring her fangs at the sight of another child.... However...
The heat of the sun on her freshly oiled scales pleased her, and the boy was making a tunnel... Which she also liked. She wasn't registering him as a threat, call it natural intuition, and therefore, wasn't too aggressive, simply blinking down at him.
"Tsss?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2006 2:40 pm
Taren was pretty much wholy consumed in his task, pushing the grains of cool sand out of his way, throwing it up and out ofhis hole so that it would deepen. He wasn't even aware of why he was doing it excet that it was cruely bright up on the surface and the deeper down he got the cooler, darker and generaly more pleasent it became. Occasionaly a shadow would fall across the entrance but this also pleasedhim since it assured him his new mother was still there.
However his sensative ears didn't feel to pick up the new sound, like steam escaping from a kettle. It didn't sound like a threat but it was alarming all the same. He turned bottle glasses up towards the entrance. Whipping sand away with long fingers. He made a strangled squeaking sound of alarm and froze. What now? He couldn't even see this new person very well against the glare of the sun but he coul smell the scale oil.
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Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2006 2:52 pm
Tyven slipped over the edge, and gracefully landed next to him in the hole, shooting him a warning look from pale lavander eyes. He was... Cute-ish. Cleo would find him adorable. Still, she pointed a clawed finger at the hole, and spoke, voice low for a child.
"Miiine."
She was claiming his hole. She didn't mind sharing, but he was clearly building it for her.
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Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2006 3:07 pm
Taren backed away to the side of his smooth cool hole, He held large clawed hands up protectively in front of hhis nose letting out another startled squeak of fright as the other dropped down beside him. He didn't know her yet she was so bold. She clearly wanted his hole.
"It's not finished yet." He replied, simply because that was the first thing that came to his head and he really couldn't think of anyway to answer the formidable snake girl.
Still backed up against the wall of the tunnel he scooped out some more of the sand from the side creating a little alcove and backed into it. He felt a little safer a little more in the dark from this for some reason, the minamaul light that did fillter down and rach him glinted off his thick glasses.
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Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2006 3:32 pm
As it glinted off his glasses, it did so off her purple scales, and Tyven nodded, as if finding his comment appropriete, and too her liking. The Indigo turned, looking around the hole slowly with slit-pupils, before stopping facing him. Hrmm. Shiney glasses. Cleo would like those... Maybe she could have them? Not knowing that is was BAD, she reached out to pluck them from his nose, seeking to inspect them further. Would he get angry?
She obviously wasn't a big talker.
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Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2006 4:00 pm
Taren blinked for a moment in complet surprise as his glasses were plucked so easily from him. His eyes suddenly seeming very small 9as inded they were) without the magnifying effects of the glasses and he suddenly found that he could make out little more than shades of lighting and colour and even that had a tendancy to smear together like a childs messy hand painting. It seemed a delayed reaction as his spade hands shot to his bright pink nose where his glasses should be.
He didn't think then, he was frightened of the girl, shy of her this was try but he was also very protective of what was his, the basic instinct of every todler to want and that came along with the reaction to snatch. Automaticaly he reached out and snatched the glasses back. it was odd since he couldn't really se that well and so he may have accidently scratched the snake girl with his claws as well as he reclaimed his glasses. Letting out another squeak he shot out of the hole amazingly fast for one with such chubby limbs. He shoved the glasses akwardly back onto his nose and ran, or wadled to the protection of his guardain, diving under his special blue blanket which he isit be taken everywhere with him.
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 11:01 am
Tyven simply shifted backwards a scant few inches, leaning her body backwards to avoid his claws as he reclaimed his prize. She didn't look too concerned as he shot from the hole, and instead entered the small dent he'd carved for himself, flopping down to lounge in the sand.
Rather than being angry, she was somewhat apathetic. Tyven figured the thing would eventually come back, but it didn't bother her he didn't. After all, Taren had left her hole for her to enjoy, and that's what really mattered.
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 12:19 pm
“What’s the matter love?” Silen questioned affectionately as the mole quivered. The soft pink nose stuck out from under the blanket, and a finger extended towards the hole. “a pu’ple girl took my hole. Tried to take g’rasses to but I ‘an away.” He informed his guardian his speech coming out a little strangely as one of his habits was to miss R’s out of a lot of his words then he seemed to add them elsewhere where they weren’t needed as if to compensate, “I’m sure she just wanted to have a look Tarry. Ad I’ve told you about sharing before remember? She might even help if you asked her then you could make a bigger hole.” This concept seemed to catch the boy’s attention and more of his head emerged from under the blanket. “really?” Silen nodded and smiled. “Really Tarry. You can’t be so shy all the time.” She told him kissing him on the nose. She anted to encourage him as much as possible to play with other children; it would be good for him and maybe build up his confidence.
“o..okay.” Tarn agreed climbing up and pulling the blanket with him, he looked at his mother once more as he motioned him away with a reassuring smile. There was another reason Taren wanted to go back through, he wanted to go back in his hole where it was cool and damp. So much nicer. He poked his head over the side and peered down, catching sight of her legs sticking out from where she was sitting in the hollow. Nervously he climbed back down still staying away from her. He eyed her wearily. Then he motioned to the sand wall of the hole. “help make it bigger?” He asked her tilting his head slightly to one side,
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Posted: Fri Dec 08, 2006 6:40 pm
Tyven? Dig? Ahahahahaha-No. The pretty critter's left brow rose momentarily, and she gave the hole a slow glance-around, before sitting up to rest on her forearms and blink at him. The nude snake finally make a husky sort of wheeze noise that passed for... Laughter?
"Y'dig."
She help up her slim-fingered hands, as if to show him the small claws, compared to his own. She wasn't the tunneling sort. Still, for Tyven? She was being nice as all hell.
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Posted: Sun Dec 10, 2006 5:47 pm
She actaully laughed at him? That wasn't very nice. Taren watched her...from a safe distance of course and held up his hand as well as he looked at it. comparing the two, it was true his were much bigger and proably bigger for digging but this was still his hole.
He had made it. But she was pretty as well, purple was his most nest colour above anything and she was purple all over.
"help, little bit?" he suggested hopfully althrough it was true he'd proably end up complying to her wishes, she was scary and he didn't want to upset her, after a pause he added. "please,"
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Posted: Sun Dec 10, 2006 6:23 pm
[Tyven's gonna end up liking him a lot. xD; In her own way.]
Expression blank, she blinked up at him several times before promptly turning, and running a finger along the hole's side. Hrm. She liked sand, and well, although she didn't especially want it beneath her nails, she supposed she could "assist".
"Fine."
Running a hand through her lighter colored hair, she made a demonstration of her willingness to help by reaching down, grabbing a handful of sand, and holding it up, toward him. There, she helped.
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Posted: Sun Dec 10, 2006 6:46 pm
((haha, Taren is mostly scared of her me thinks but he loves pruple alot, also poor thing is rather guilable and easily manipulated.))
Taren brightened again and actaully strightened alittle from his fearful crouch in the sand, she said she would help after all. Althrough he wasn't endared to someone eles messing with his work at least helping was better than stealing it.
He watched them movement and thought somthing along the lines of 'well it's a start' and smiled shyly at her, he wasn't just going to let her do all the work though, that would be mean so he started to dig again having not got the hang of tunneeling sideways he just deepened the hole, tthrowing some sand ot and packing more onto the sides to strengthen the walls.
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Posted: Sun Dec 10, 2006 6:56 pm
[She doesn't think she's very pretty, since she thinks her scales are ugly, so him liking her colors is definately getting him points. xD She'll be a good ally later in life. Tyv's not really a bully, she dislikes most predators besides herself, actually. xDDD]
Tyven, not seeing the point of digging a hole so deep they couldn't get out of, actually touched him, a rare thing for her, to point at the side.
"M'ke wi'er."
Perhaps she'd actually end up helping him master a new skill? She figured they'd have to find some way to get the sand from the sides out to the top, but tunnels were cool.
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Posted: Sun Dec 10, 2006 7:13 pm
((Haha, these to are going to be an intesrting pair but I can just picture Taren being like Tyven's whipping boy. >< But then Tyven kind of protecting him in return.))
Taren almost jumped right out of the hole again when she touched him, for a moment he frooze then seeing it was just a tap relaxed somwhat. He didn't really like anyone touching him apart from his mother but that wasn't to bad.
"Widerrrr." he repeated thoughtfully, looking at the sideof his hole and starting to like the idea of that, maybe then the sun wouldn't shine directly down the hole like it had a habit of doing and blind him. He set to work and started scraping sand out of the sie crauling into side a slowly growing tunnel.
However there were to major things wrong with this, one being that the mole still had little clue about making a tunnel strong enough to suport itself and two that sand is very diffrent from earth and alot more shifty in the first place. So it was no surprise that there was a smuffled yet audiable thud and a squeak of alrm from the mole as the small tunnel caved in on him. For a moment his litle legs stuck outof the sand waving comicaly until he manged to wriggled back out into the main hold spitting and spluttering sand while he tried to shake it from his fur.
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