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 Posted: Fri Jan 26, 2007 5:06 pm
Flitting carelessly around the ever-green land that Meesha had learnt to call home, she hadn't a thought in her mind except for for her own musing and imaginings. The butterfly sitting in repose on a flower wilting with evenings coolness became a dragon, fierce and ready to do battle with anything that happened to get in her way.
She made a charming picture to any who might happen upon her, batting her wings in exaggerated strokes, completely oblivious to the idea of others finding her acting so oddly. Bobbing her head and knickering only loud enough to be heard, so as not to frighten away the dragon in her mind's eye. Tossing the bizarre mix of yellow and silver out of her eyes she continued to play. Well-muscled and short even for a Bae, she truly was a pixie-like creature of her type. Content in her own world, almost foal-like in behavior... she played..
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Only her two-legger, absent due to something she called, "work," knew what a sharp tongue Miss Meesha held when given the chance to display her work.
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Posted: Fri Jan 26, 2007 5:58 pm
An orange ear flicked; what was that sound? The bae gazed around him, having heard the nickering of another nequus. He snorted, a curious look on his face, and he glanced around with his chocolate brown eyes. His eyes soon fell upon the source of the sound; a bae mare, more brightly colored than himself, just a few yards off. And, as if to assure himself of the fact, he turned his head to look at his own dull orange coat, then back to her bright one, then nodded.
What is she doing..? He tilted his head, watching for a few moments, before he began walking towards her. Maybe she'd like some company? He thought to himself, before he paused in mid-step. It looks like she's perfectly fine by herself, though.. Maybe I should leave her be... He frowned, ears twitching back as he thought. Regaining his confidence, he continued to walk towards her. "Hello there, miss, and please pardon my interruption, but would you mind a touch of company for a few moments?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 26, 2007 6:08 pm
A ripple of muscles and a choked off knicker were the first reactions Meesha had. Ceasing her flitting she landed with a solid Thump! back on solid ground. Flicking her ears back and forth curiously trying to decide whether to look or not. Unfortunately for Meesha, she had no recollection of her childhood and most of the time she felt like she had just appeared... The two-legger that came around upon occassion usually didn't talk much to her and that suited her fine.
Delicate ears danced back in forth, trying to keep her attention on the moment but Meesha tended to lose focus and go back into her own world. She enjoyed company well enough.. but reality never seemed as bright.. as wild as what her mind could create. The symphonies of images and sounds her eyes and mind made made her happy.. perhaps someday she's find someone who felt the same....
Turning slowly she bobbed her head up and down a bit nervously, keeping her tone light and friendly but a bit guarded, "Hello sir.... Company is never unwelcome... provided no strings are attached" Smiling a bit more now.. looking over his orange coat... liking the color even if she'dve knocked up the shade in her mind. Bobbing her head still, but her eyes are a bit faraway, intelligent but happy to daydream.
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Posted: Fri Jan 26, 2007 6:20 pm
A smile appeared on his muzzle; she didn't seem unhappy at the sudden interruption. At least, not outwardly unhappy. Maybe he'd upset her, but she was hiding it for now? He shook his head lightly to rid himself of the thought. 'I worry too much.' "I apologize if I startled you, it wasn't one of my intentions," he explained with a polite bob of his head in her direction, his chocolate eyes fixed upon her in curiousity. "But please, forgive my lack of manners. My name is Shantanu. May I inquire as to who I'm addressing, m'lady?"
'Manners, manners, manners,' He mentally reminded himself, having been raised with being as polite as possible. He didn't quite understand why such frivolous things were needed, but if it prevented arguments and violence, then he was all for it.
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Posted: Fri Jan 26, 2007 6:26 pm
Regaining focus, Meesha slowed then stopped the continual bobbing of her head, smiling this time with focused eyes and a gentleness she usually hid behind flurries of activity she responded, "Meesha.... and I'll have none of this m'lady business, Shantanu.. you'll find I'm about as much a lady as I am .... " pausing to think of a suitable word to describe herself... smiling when the correct one hit her, "Dull."
Pawing at the ground a bit nervously, letting her wings start to flit a bit.. once again losing her focus.. staring at his eyes and enjoying the color.. no longer looking at him so much but into him.. trying to imagine where that color was made.. what god or goddess made that color.. her own eyes bright and blue. Smiling at him she settled again and decided to act a bit lady-like, "You'll have to excuse my inattentiveness... I've always found my imagination harder to control than most..." the tingles of what would best be described as a blush sweeping along her skin under her coat, ducking her head coyly.
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Posted: Fri Jan 26, 2007 6:50 pm
He smiled, a small chuckle escaping him at her manner. "Humor me, m'lady, I have been raised with such manners that are not that easy to forget," he said with another polite bow of his head towards her. "And, I don't quite follow your reasons. I cannot possibly see how such a mare as yourself could ever be dull," he said, a twinkle of amusement in his bright eyes. "It most certainly couldn't be your colors that you are referring to, because they're much brigher than my own. It couldn't be your personality, either; you are much too interesting to be considered dull. What, then, are you referring to, m'lady?"
His smile continued, even as he felt her staring no longer at him, but through him. Why this didn't bother him was slightly surprising.. 'Usually, it makes me nervous when someone stares at me like that.. But she looks so calm.. Why should I be nervous? I worry too much, I believe...' He shook his head again, a bit harder this time, flinging his snowy white locks to the other side of his neck, then dipped his muzzle in yet another polite nod. "It is, of course, excused, m'lady. The imagination is a wonderful gift, to be treasured, for sure. I myself wish I had a better imagination, but alas, I do not," he said, the smile twitching at the corners of his mouth. "I seem to have forgotten my manners once again. It's a wonderful pleasure to meet you, my dear Meesha, and might I compliment you on your unique and beautiful name. It suits you very well, I think."
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Posted: Sat Jan 27, 2007 6:48 am
In the back of her mind Meesha listened to him speak, and held onto his words, even if she didn't make any outward reaction. Pawing at the tips of the grass, since in her thoughts and distraction she had started to float a few inches off the ground. Rustling the grass but not doing any damage to the lush greenness she gained her mouth yet again, "Hmm... Sometimes my mind makes connections that nobody else follows I simply mean that I'm not a lady.. nor will I ever pretend to be one." Chuckling softly to herself and slashing her tail back in forth gleefully at the ridiculous idea, "You, sir, are more than welcome to be a gentleman so long as you don't expect that same of me."
Meesha stopped staring at his eyes then, but watched instead the flip of his mane, sleek and pretty... looking at her own shiny but blended coloring wishing it were that shiny too sometimes the yellow hit her eyes a bit uncomfortably. "Meesha, Meesha, Meesha..." thinking as she rolled the words in her mouth, "No unusual... just me" smiling and liking her response. Moving topics rapidly questioning him without thought, "What brings you here today?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 27, 2007 8:44 am
He nodded to her statement, ears perked. "Well, m'lady, I completely understand that all horses have not been raised with manners as vigorously as I have; such formalities are not usually needed," he said, bowing his head again, a ghost of a smile on his face. "Thank you, m'lady. It's a force of habit, I'm afraid."
"What brings me here today?" He repeated after a pause, head tilting a bit as he watched her. Why was she floating..? He twitched his own wings absent-mindedly as he thought of it, but he remained on the ground. "I live in this valley, but I don't normally come to this portion of it. I suppose what brought me here was the thought that I would make the acquaintance of another nequus, and it has given me great pleasure to meet such a lovely lady as yourself," he said with a polite dip of his muzzle. "What brings you here today, my dear Meesha?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 27, 2007 5:03 pm
Taking in the slight flutter of her wings, she remembered to land, "Hm.. bad habit of mine." Speaking more to herself than to the buffed orange standing before her. Twitching her ears back and forth and frowning a bit trying to remember why she did come here today, grinning suddenly she blurted out without thinking, "The flowers, they're so pretty in this area.. all of them mixing together in a blend that if I spin just right or run through them and around them the right way they look like a tye-dyed canvas." Blushing at her idiotic words she stammered out, "Oi.. there.. goes my stupid brain again."
Moving restlessly she walked a full circle around him, looking at him to see if he held other markings like hers, finding a simpler pattern she calmed again, smiling up at him completely guilessly, "Do you like the flowers too?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 27, 2007 7:30 pm
"It's not such a bad habit," he said as he watched her, amused at her sudden outburst about flowers. "Yes, the flowers here are the brightest of anywhere, and most abundant. A tye-dyed canvas? I've never thought of it that way, I must admit," he said thoughtfully, his gaze averted to the many flowers of every color scattered around them. Maybe that would be a fun thing to try?
He blinked several times, focusing on her again as she circled him. An ear twitched as he twisted his head to watch her, wondering what in the world she was up to. He couldn't help but chuckle at her question, however. "Yes, I like the flowers too. What might your favorite color be, m'lady?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 28, 2007 6:59 am
Smiling up at him, knowing most of the Bae and other creatures she hadn't met yet would probably never thing to see things in the way she tried to see everything. Shrugging it off she moved onto his question.
Sniffing a bit and bobbing her head Meesha tried to think of her favorite color would be, "Oh dear... green's lovely.. and blue's so light and delightful.. pink's so cheery.." Rambling on in that fashion for a good space of time, content to think through each color taking her time on a favorite, "Most definately not black.. or grey..." Smiling and head bobbing away once again she swished her tail back in forth like a clock's pendulum, tick-tock-tick-tock. Finally Meesha made her choice,
"Orange."
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Posted: Sun Jan 28, 2007 9:45 am
He watched her as she thought on all of the colors, then chuckled at her favorite. "That's not surprising. Orange is one of my favorite colors, as well. It reminds me of summer and autumn, my favorite seasons in the year," he stated before he extended a foreleg, dipping his muzzle down to itch it against the outstretched leg. With the itch gone, Shantanu raised his head, placing his leg back in its prior position. "So, what brings you to this spot on this fine, beautiful day, m'lady?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 28, 2007 4:13 pm
Smiling and watching him scratch his leg lazily interested in even the most mundane activities, "Nothing really brings me anywhere I just kinda.. wander to where I want to go." Winking at him before beginning to shift her weight from one leg to the other as an outlet for her activity, "Hmmm and you said you're here to see if you could find company, right?" Pausing to ponder more to herself than to him, "Or am I making things up again..." A mischievious grin tugging at the edges of her muzzle, "I'm forever confusing people with what I remember or really.. don't remember."
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Posted: Tue Jan 30, 2007 2:07 pm
"I don't remember whether I stated my reasons for coming here today," he said with a chuckle, "but that is the reason why I'm here." He watched her swaying from side to side, one ear twitching. Is she all right? I hope she's not going to faint.. Then again, I think that's due to her personality.. Maybe she'd like to do something? He pondered on that trail for a moment, then focused back on reality with a question towards the orange-coated mare. "Would you like to demonstrate how the flowers look like a tye-dyed canvas? I'd like to try it, myself. It seems like a very interesting thing to see."
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