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 Posted: Sun Feb 25, 2007 1:48 pm
 The warm afternoon sun beat down on the Soquili lands, a clear sign to any and all that were paying attention that the winter was officially wearing down. Even the slush that had been muddying up the landscape was finally gone, leaving a mere sponginess to the grass. Of course, there were those that didn't like sponginess, and the ground still had a tendency to be muddy...but all things considered, it was a decent time of year.
Mostly decent, at least. Only one thing was lacking, at least according to the bright yellow mare currently making her way along the river westward from the lake. And that one thing...
"Damn but this place is dull!"
This statement was uttered with undisguised exasperation, and why not? Since arriving in these new lands, she hadn't met as much as ONE person yet! And considering what a social creature she was, Mardi felt it would have been preferable to gouge out her eyeballs than to deal with this unnerving quiet anymore.
Too bad she was kinda stuck here.
Glancing about as she walked, she remarked to no one in particular, "I suppose I'll just have to make the best of it." And she would; improvising was a skill she possessed in no small amount, after all!
She just had to figure out HOW first.
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Posted: Sun Feb 25, 2007 2:04 pm
The warm air was far better in his opinion than the bitter cold that had been plaguing the place for months. Bright sun, warm breeze, and fresh new grass made life perfect. Well almost perfect. He had been forced to deal with Remy again since it seemed that Remy's little girl had decided to use him to tick off her father.
Hopefully he'd be able to ignore her and save himself that trouble. Girls were fun but they weren't worth having their fathers all over you to get away. That was never fun.
He'd been about to n** a particularly bright flower off a tree when he heard someone's voice. Not just anyone's voice, a mares voice, which meant that he had to go inspect this voice.
Trotting away from the trees he looked around for the source of the voice. Hopefully it would be someone his own age and not another little foal that would get him into trouble.
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Posted: Sun Feb 25, 2007 2:46 pm
Walking along through the spongy grass, Mardi wasn't exactly doing a great job of paying attention to her surroundings; but then, why would she? She knew exactly what was around her; grass, trees, water, more grass, even MORE grass...you've seen it once, you've seen it a million times. Not interesting, not even remotely.
So it was hardly surprising that she didn't notice the appearance of the stallion, neutral as he was. Instead, she was focused on her thoughts, and those thoughts revolved around entertainment.
What to do?
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Posted: Sun Feb 25, 2007 2:49 pm
"You know, if you're going to complain about things being dull maybe you should tone down your bright little hide." He laughed as she almost passed right by him.
People may have told him that he was plain looking but he would swear by being able to hide from anyone in plain sight. He blended into the background perfectly as long as he stayed away from bright green grasses.
"It's far from dull around here if you know where to look and what to look for"
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Posted: Sun Feb 25, 2007 2:58 pm
The stallion's looks might have blended into the drabness of the landscape, but starved for socialization as she was it was highly likely that even a whisper wouldn't have passed Mardi's notice. Therefore, as soon as the other Soquili had started to speak she was turning and looking squarely at him, interest evident in her two toned eyes.
Company! Finally, after all these days, there was someone else around!
Slowing to a stop, the yellow mare gave the stallion a quick once over, a smile playing on her lips. And when she finally spoke, her voice was an amused drawl. "Seems to me that maybe if there were more hides like mine out there the world would be LESS dull; maybe you should try adding a bit of color to that mud-skin of yours, maybe you'd be a bit more noticable. And I know exactly what to look for, it's the finding of it that's the tough part."
And indeed it was; this place was as uninspired as the landscape itself. Glancing around once again, Mardi flicked back a stray curl of her mane, then looked back at the stallion. "Is this place just naturally desolate, or is everyone merely anti-social?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 25, 2007 3:03 pm
Oh no. He didn't need any strange color on his hide. "I think with more of that around we'd all go blind from looking at such bright things all the time. It'd be like staring into the sun every time someone tried to have a conversation." Starring into the sun was never healthy so staring at bright yellow hides wasn't something he wanted to do all the time.
"Desolate? No." He shook his head and straightened up. "I mean i'm here and there are plenty of others roaming around. You just have to be in the right place at the right time to find them"
He hadn't met a whole lot of people himself but he knew that Rogue was around, there were two foals at the two-leggers home so they had to have parents somewhere, there was Remy, his 'girlfriend' and his foals so that made a pretty good chunk of others.
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Posted: Sun Feb 25, 2007 3:11 pm
"Or maybe we'd all develope a healthy appreciation for the bright and colorful things that take our mind off of the monotonus. Defensive little thing, ain'tcha? Or are you just hostile?"
This was delivered with an amused smile; after all, there was a great deal of humor in the situation. Not even a 'hi, nice to meet you' before the stranger was attacking her coat; hardly good manners anywhere, she'd think. Not that it mattered to her, as she'd been rather bright from the day she was born. If she'd let the teasing get to her, there was a highly liklihood she'd go mad.
Besides, she liked how she looked. Fun and festive, all the way!
However, the mud stallion had a point, albeit an annoying one. "So basically, everyone in these parts wanders? Singly, like you? Or are you just so charming that you drive everyone off and I just have to keep walking to actuall find something of interest?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 25, 2007 3:22 pm
"If i was hostile i'd have chased you off already but instead i'm talking to you." He grinned at her. He didn't particularly care for the ones that wandered around in bright colors like that but he couldn't fault her for spirit.
"Some of them wander in pairs." He nodded slightly at her question. "Though they all seem to stick to their favorite parts of the area. As to why i'm alone that is because i haven't found someone worth my attentions to stick around yet." He had to find the perfect one so he could show his father that he had amounted to something even if his father never saw him again.
"Name's Nuka by the way." He bowed his head slightly. "Who might you be?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 25, 2007 3:34 pm
"More's likely you would have tried and gotten a foot up the a** for your trouble, but since we're talking in the realm of the hypothetical anyway I suppose you're entitled to your opinion."
This was delivered in a relatively cheerful tone, so it was fair to say that how Nuka interpreted it was up to him. But she wasn't above proving herself, if necessary...so hopefully it wouldn't need to become necessary. Not that she expected it to; listening to the stallion was amusing in it's own way, hardly threatening.
She couldn't hide her disappointment at his words, though. Great. Pairs. Couples, in other words. This place was like that, too? "Jesus Christ, is there no place left where Soquili embrace the concept of group gatherings? Man, when did our species become so horny?" This last bit was spoken with a conspiratorial wink at Nuka, as though letting him in on a private joke. "And I'm Mardi, Nuka. I suppose the proper thing to say it that it's a pleasure, but I haven't made up my mind yet. Interesting, at any rate." And it was.
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Posted: Sun Feb 25, 2007 4:15 pm
"Ya think you could get a hoof up my a**? Or do ya just want to get you're hooves on me that bad already?" He was joking of course. No mare was that desperate and if they were then they should be avoided.
"Probably when they all realized whatever pleasures they could gain from life were better when added with someone else's" He shifted his weight slightly. So far all that he'd met beside the foals seemed to be attached to someone. It made for rather boring times. "It's not exactally fun for those of us who are wandering around alone. After all when you're with a group who's all paired off with each other means you end up being the odd one out." He would just rather not get himself into those sorts of things.
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Posted: Sun Feb 25, 2007 4:32 pm
"As if you'd be that lucky. Keep dreaming, Nuka." Not that she believed him to be serious, of course, but even if he was drab as the dirt to look at he was at least providing interesting conversation. And she did so miss that...
Besides, he had a decent point. "True enough; I mean, I can understand the desire to have some cpanionship, but seriously; it has to lead to a relatively boring life if you isolate your contacts to one other individual. And I don't care how good the sex is, there's still more to life. Though from your own words, it sounds like you're used to being the odd one out, eh? Sad life story, lack of herd, new in the area, depressed and on the hunt, something along those lines?"
Regardless of the truth, any of the above sounded amusing. "Or are you just a stallion of mystery?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 25, 2007 4:39 pm
"Dreaming's all i've got some days" He winked at her and shook his head.
"Perhaps all the sex has addled their brains? Rattle all that gray matter enough and you're going to end up with soup rather than fluff." He had started to think his fahter was going a bit soft in the head by the time he'd been taken from his herd and send to he two leggers.
"Odd one out, perhaps, sad life story, hardly." He liked his life. It was alway interesting and he was never short of things to do if he thought hard enough. "Though being a mystery is better. That way you can imagine what you will of me and i don't have to own up to any of it"
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Posted: Sun Feb 25, 2007 4:48 pm
"Well, keep on dreaming then. And regardless of cause it's extremely boring. I can't imagine a life of such silence, such dullness. I mean, a lifetime is a long time to deal with just one other Soquili. What we all need is a little noise, a little chaos, a little exictement! And that's good excitement, of course, not the nasty dangerous painful kind."
After all, being attacked by a kalona might constitute exciting, as it would be out of the ordinary; that didn't mean that it was a decent option. Though frankly, she'd rather deal with the dullness than the kalona, so it was all in the perspective of the one making judgements.
His evasion of the question was amusing, though, and her eyes twinkled as she replied. "So, you're leaving it to my imagination, eh? Well, maybe I'll imagine today that you are a fallen flutter who lost both his wings and his colors in a freak accident. That gives you a bit more flair, don't you think?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 25, 2007 5:01 pm
"I can't imagine a life like that either. It would get delightfully boring in a matter of weeks." Though he would one day like to find someone he liked being around all the time having to spend all his time around that one person wasn't an option he wanted.
Now that was an interesting idea. He was all for making up stories to see who fell for them and to know he should stay away from those people but it seemed she could match him wit for wit.
"Flair is good. Bad accident with some Natives where they decided i was far too bright for their tastes?" He grinned at her and tilted his head slightly "Or perhaps i am a feathered stallion who's wings were pulled from him in a fight with a Kalona to protect his family?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 25, 2007 5:09 pm
"Delightfully boring strikes me as a contradiction in terms, though, and contradictions are never a positive. Boring is never a positive, for that matter, unless it is to emphasize the times that AREN'T boring."
While she was speaking, Mardi had started to circle the stallion, eyeing him thoughtfully as they started to debate his past. Well, that was a good idea, the wind angle. But why stop there?
"Good, good, but a wee bit too sentimental. I'd say you're a kalona who got assaulted by his fellows for being too much of a weakling and had your wings and horns ripped out. THAT'S a scenario." And a clever one, too; as her two-toned eyes met his, they were sparkling with unspoken challenge: Top that.
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