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 Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2007 11:00 am
((This is a Private RP between Skylar14 and Myself. Please do not post unless asked. ))  ----------------------------- Azariel trotted through the forest, long tail flowing behind her, just as long mane mimicing her tail. So she had grown despite her hopes. A pity really, though now she was in charge of herself and rightfully so, she missed the innocence of being a foal, the freedoms she had once had. She had responsibilities now. She had to help out around the teepee and work for things now. Oh, how she missed being a foal!
She tossed her head, getting the bits of long white hair out of her eyes. The only thing she missed more then being a child, was her friends. She hadn't seen a single one in months and it hurt. She missed Rhas, Lovey, even Kief. She missed them all. Dealing with adulthood wasn't nearly as bearable if she didn't have a firend to lean on. She whickered softly, hoping and wishing that she'd see a friend today, just as she always did when she went for a morning run.
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2007 11:22 am
Rhapsody walked grumpily through the forest as the wind blew the curls in his mane in his eyes. He furiously blew them out of his face and flicked his tail that was equally endowed with the same many curls as his mane. The horrid things, always getting in the way.
As a foal he thought he had the worst luck with being a pink colt, now he was a stallion, still pink, but worse yet he had curls. He was sure he had inherited them from his father and his grandmother before him since they both had the same curls as well. He still had not met his mother nor his sister and had no clue if they too had curls, but atleast they were female and so it was alright on them and not on him. For he was a large pink stallion with curls...even uglier and more cursed than he was as a foal.
It had been months since he had seen anyone he had run into as a foal. He wasn't even sure if they looked the same or even remembered him at all. Though he was kinda glad for that since he did not want them to see how ugly he was as an adult. He sighed thinking of Az, who was the last Soquili he had seen in months, and remembered the fun they had that day. He hoped that maybe one day he would run into her...and that if he did, she wouldn't make too much fun of his large curly pink state.
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2007 11:39 am
Azariel's long tail flicked against the wind and then proceeded to tangle itself together. It was certainly going to be fun to untangle that tonight. She snorted loudily, angry at the fact she was going to have to go through this as she had to every night. Why wouldn't Mashki cut it? she though morosely, her mind writhing in pain, It's bad enough that I grew to an adult! But who cares if I look "pretty"? I'm for function, not decoration!
She growled this time, but suddenly paused in her movements, ears flicking forward. Had she just heard something? A sound of another? Hope surged through her, maybe....maybe this time it would be one of her friends? At the same time, cnycism squashed that hope, every time before it had been pointless, usually a deer or something like it. What's the point?
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2007 11:45 am
Rhapsody gave a loud snort as the mass of curls once again gathered themselves in his eyes, making it very difficult for him to see. The pink stallion tried to blow them away, which didn't help much. He stumbled along and bumped into a tree. "Argh! This is rediculous!" he growled rather frustratedly and he backup and shook his head still trying to get the curls out of his face. He managed to get one eye clear and continued forward, only to trip and fall into the nearby creek, which he swore wasn't there before.
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2007 12:08 pm
Azariel's ears flicked forward as far as they could go, these new sounds, the growling, the splashing, drove her a bit wild with curiosity. She crept forward, the slight fear that it might be something predatory keeping her cautious of this new interruption to her run.
"Is anyone there?" She asked finally, entire body tense. She was taking a gamble; this new creature might not be entirely friendly, but she couldn't help but hope it was someone she knew, or maybe even someone who was friendly. She tossed her head, mane flopping behind her so she could get a better look, "Stupid thing," She muttered as it somehow managed to get into her face again. She really needed to cut it.
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2007 2:00 pm
Rhapsody froze at hearing a new voice that sounded oddly familiar. He didn't want who or whatever it was to see him flat on his face in the creek and so he tried to get up and out of the creek as quick as possible. This though only created more trouble as he slipped again and fell yet again, this time from his tail tangling with his back legs.
"Stupid curls." he muttered to himself before calling out. "Nope! No one is here!" hoping to deter whoever it was from advancing. Though he knew that he shouldn't have said anything if he hadn't wanted them to come near.
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2007 2:21 pm
Oh sure, that's going to get me to go away, Azariel grumbled, lips twitching upward despite themselves. She broke through the few trees that lined the creek and stopped dead. The brilliant pink coat that shone in front of her, though distinctly larger and more muscluar then it had been as a foal, was so much of a give away.
"Rhas!" She couldn't believe it. All those days filled with hope and misery, all those times when she wished she could be with her friends, see the one she called "brother" Was it true? Was she finally see a dear friend after so long? He looked differently of course, growing up to be an adult was always a changing experience. He even had curly hair; the poor stallion. "Rhas..." Her voice softened and she hesitated to move forward, afriad this was an iilusion and moving would make it end, "Is that you?"
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2007 2:32 pm
The big pink stallion froze in his attempt to get up for a second time and laid back down into the creek with a splooshing sound. He looked in the direction that the voice had come from and stared at the mare before him through soaking wet curls. He really couldn't see her that well but before stood a mare, black in body but framed in a white mane and tail. Was that the filly he had called sister that day he had rolled in mud. "Az?" he said uncertainly from where he lay in the creek with mane and tail plastered to his face and body. If it was her he was sure embarassed by being in the creek. Again it would see she had caught him in a mess. Only this time it wasn't intentional.
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2007 2:41 pm
"Rhas!" Elation drove her forward, and she laughed, nipping at his mane to drag him forcibly to where he wasn't in the creek any longer, though he was still quite wet. "Look at you, Rhas!" She laughed, grinning, "You're still geting into messes, huh?" She nosed at his curls, pressing them away from his eyes, "I've missed you," She rumbled, huffing a bit. "Haven't seen you in ages," Her long tail flicked and for once, she didn't seem to see the fact that it was tangling more.
She couldn't believe this was actually happening! She was finally seeing another friend! Someone who she knew and cared about! She felt like she could dance in place. She smiled at the pink stallion, wondering if he felt the same happiness as her. She was so happy to see him.
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2007 5:25 pm
She was talking so fast and asking so many questions her didn't know what to say and was still rather shocked and astonished at running into her again. He was even more suprised when she practically hauled him out of the creek my his mane. "Ouch! Those are attached ya know!" he said as she pulled, though most of it was still in his face. He tried shaking the wet heavy curls out of his face, not managing much other than to splash water everywhere. "Is that really you, Az?"
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2007 5:39 pm
Azariel huffed, amused, he clearly hadn't been listening to her, "Yes, yes, it's Az, Rhas! What, did you lose your hearing?" She nipped at his pink ear playfully, just as she had done back when they had been foals. "jeez, how could you have forgotten?" She shook her head, she was only playing with him.
"How've you been, Rhas?" She asked, decidedly calmer, "You've grown, but that's obvious isn't it?" She winced. Now that she had finally reunited with a friend, she wasn't sure what to do next. She was so happy--but the excitement was giving way to the fact that she really didn't have much to talk to him about except the mundaneness of life.
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2007 5:47 pm
He huffed at her saying he had forgotten. He had not forgotten anything...just slighty misplaced it in his mind. "I have not forgotten! I just...you grew too and I haven't seen you since we were kids. You don't look the same as you did back then." he said and nipped at her long mane that she now had. She really had grown and had turned into a beautiful mare. Now where did that thought come from?! She was supposed to be his sister after all!
"I have been doing alright. I haven't really talked to anyone else and have pretty much stayed to myself." he said, not really wanting to let her know how ugly he thought himself to be.
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2007 6:19 pm
Azariel grinned at him, "And what? I became unrecognizable?" She laughed and shook her head, causing more of her white hair to fall into place. "Dangit," She snapped at it in annoyance, "I hate this stupid mane." She manged to get enough of it out of her eyes to get a good look at him, "Well, unlike you, dear brother, I could recognize you right away." She huffed and nipped again at his mane, "Looks like you could use a trim too, huh?" She laughed softly.
She shook her head, "Rhas, you should get out more," She chided gently, nosing him, "Is this why I haven't seen you in ages?" She sighed and looked away, "I haven't seen anyone except my family in months." She mumbled, depression threatening to rise over her again.
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2007 6:36 pm
"Yes! These dang cursed curls are annoying and should only be on mares and not stallions!" he huffed in great frustration, that you could tell he had been thinking about this for a long while. "My grandmother and father both have them and I hate them. it's like a family curse or something. It was worse being pink and now I have curls! Why didn't I just come out to be a mare or something." he finished his rant and then began to blush realizing he had just ranted his whole frustrations on his sister after seeing her for the first time in ages.
"Sorry, that has been pent up for a while. But as for me not being out, that is probably why you haven't seen me. Sorry, Sis." he said and gave her nother playful n**. it really had been to long since he had someone to hang out with and talk to. All he had seen was his family for months as well. Though his father one night had come back rather late and he had suspected that was due to meeting a mare, since he was in an unusually chipper and dreamy mood.
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2007 6:57 pm
Azariel listened quietly as her brother ranted, tail flicking every once in a while. "Well," She replied finally, tilting her head to the side slightly, "You can't really help the hair you get when you grow," She pointed out. She shrugged a bit, "It might be something passed down through your bloodlines, you know? So it's not your fault you have curls."
She blinked at him in surprise, "Why should you care?" She asked suddenly, "What's so bad about pink anyway?" She huffed softly, "I mean, it's a horrible color, but you're not pink, are you?" She nosed his chest, "Not there, right?" She tossed her head, "I know it sounds lame, but, just because you're pink on the outside, doesn't mean you have to be affected by it on the inside." She tossed her head again, an vain attempt to see again, "And pardon me if I rather like your curls." She replied softly, unconcerned.
She laughed at him, "It's fine, Rhas, we're siblings, shouldn't we rant and rave our problems to each other?" She chuffed softly, looking at him sternly, "I'd rather deal with another's problems, then my own at the moment anyway."
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