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 Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 10:55 am
This RP is for CuterThanYou and Neokitsune's use only. If you'd like to join, please PM one of us first <333  Nostalgia hated the daylight hours, but continued to walk because she needed to think. Jean-Claude was a wonderful candidate for a mate, but she wasn't sure if she was ready to commit just yet. Being a ghost, she knew better than to get involved in the lives of the living, but she couldn't help it... she was lonely.
Walking in the shade of the forest's trees, she continued pondering, ignoring her glowing horn and aura as she contemplated her options. What to do, what to do.....
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 11:29 am
Trotting along for one of the first times in her life, Death had her wings flicked back over her back and was all but dancing on her ebony hooves over the grass in the forest. It was rare she wasn't flying, it was rare she wasn't sleeping during the day and it was even rarer that she wasn't completely void of any emotion. Right now the little ghostly mare was tired and very sad. She had somehow managed to wind up getting lost, of course it was hard for a wind Soquili to get lost but all the same there it was.
"Why'd I ever fly off?" She whispered in her strangely ethereal voice. Would she ever find Khairi again? Or her teepee? Or Banhi... or anyone?
ninja
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 11:37 am
Her ears twitched. Had she just heard a crunching sound in the snow... which sounded familiarly like hooves?
She ducked behind one of the trees, a stunt that was hard to accomplish when one's wearing chains, a dress, and a lit lanturn... not to mention ghost wings that glowed in the dark. Nostalgia willed away her wings out of sight and peeked from behind the tree. Usually she wasn't so shy, but today she really didn't feel like talking to anyone, especially if it was a foal. Foals seemed to be scared off by her supernatural being, and she hated that she was so scary to them.
A feeling soon came over her, however, that the being approaching wasn't exactly.... living. Could it be the Spirits coming to call her back into the spiritworld to force her back into her eternal duty? Or could it be.. something else?
Crouching lower, she peered further around the tree and into the forest, looking and waiting for the creature to come closer.
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 12:29 pm
Both of Death's ears pricked up as she heard chains rattle off in the distance. Her eyes blinked as she tried to get a little bit of a clue who it was, though she really had no idea. It wasn't for lack of want that she didn't trot over to find out who it was, it was because she was respecting the other's bubble.
"Hello?" She called out in her gentle, ghostly soft voice. "Who's there?"
Ruffling her wings slightly and taking a light step forward, Death kept both of her ears to the sides of her head so she didn't scare the other. There was something strange about the glowing shine coming from behind the tree. Death was known to glow in the moonlight, but never like that.
ninja
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 1:03 pm
Peering over, Nos studied the ghoulishly white mare step hesitantly in her direction. Her wings looked like that of a birds, her body that of a Soquili, but her aura was very much of a being not of the living. Could it be another ghost that wandered around these parts? And if it was, would it be a friendly spirit or a demon?
Nostalgia knew from experience that demons were very clever beings that could give the appearance of innocence for the means of trickery, so she remained cautious, but stepped out from behind the tree, her chains rattling as she walked.
"Good day," she said quietly in return to the ghost's calling, her lavender eyes studying the pendant around the spirit's neck. What did that symbol mean again? "Greetings... are you friend or foe?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 20, 2007 4:46 am
((And the world eats Neo. XP;;; Gomen nasai. XD; ))
"Ah... well to any that cared you could call me by friend." Death said simply, bowing her head gently to the other out of respect and attempting to keep the shock she found at the chains around her ankles and the horn on her head a secret. It worked fairly well for Death, who was used to keeping her face as smooth as a Noh Mask.
Her wings fluttered gently at her sides and back as she studied her.
"My name is Death, it's a pleasure to meet you my ghostly cousin." Death told her gently, her gray eyes shimmering in the sunlight. It was rare she met another Soquili with an aura as ghostly as her own, but then this female appeared the true ghost for her dollar. Death just resembled one.
ninja
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