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 Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 12:59 pm
This thread is a random meeting of Ness and Equis.
Being that Equis is a coffee... it should be interesting. But, Equis is also a raver coffee.. so that makes him unique. And, Ness is always up for adventure and anything that is out of the ordinary.
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 1:03 pm
 Ness was having herself a nice little fluttering about trying to work her wing strength up. Since she was being more sociable, she wanted to be able to be a little tough. Something caught her eye from a distance. She started to follow it to find out what it was. It was black... and colorful...
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 1:16 pm
Having a great fondness for dark days such as this, seeing as he was originally from the very dark very quiet depths of the Swamp where close to no light broke though the canopy above. Equis was inspired to do what he does best. And that was Raveing. Claws clasped tightly to two strings, ending each in a bright newly cracked green glow stick, though with the speed and patters he was swinging them around, they looked like streams of shapes and that was manipulating though seer will, and a bit of magic (that he does not have XD) Unaware he had been spotted, he continued on, achieving more and more elaborate patterns
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 2:30 pm
Ness's eyes were transfixed on the colors that started to swirl and whatnot. She'd never seen anything like it so far in her travels since she left home. It was something new. She loved new experiences. She was going in to investigate. She landed a short ways off on a tree branch. "ooohhh.. whatcha doing? Can I do it too?" Then, her ears pricked up.. she heard what sounded like music, but she couldn't tell where it was coming from.
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 2:58 pm
Surprised by the unexpected visitor, he jerked his head around, dark eyes wide as he spots what appeared to be a Candy up in a tree. regretting his distraction later as he lost control of one of his glow sticks, causing it to spin up and smack him in the face.
"Ung" he grunted, dropping the sting and reaching a claw up to rub at the spot that it was hit him.
opening one eye to peer back at the new visitor.
"your not one for gracefully entrances are you?" he spoke, his voice was deep, strong and masculine, matching his abnormal size perfectly.
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 4:09 pm
She then hung upside down off the branch watching him. She looked to the side with a tinge of guilt. "Oh.. sorry to interrupt you. Didn't mean to be rude. I could see you from afar off. Was curious what it was about... All the colors.." It was obvious she was feeling rather impressed with what it was he was doing.
She hopped down off from the tree landing on both feet. "Yeah. You might be right. I never did do the "graceful" thing so well. I just see things I like.. and I go see about it." She smiled wide and friendly at him. As she got a better look at him, she found that he was so neat to look at. She wanted to get closer and check out all his colorful markings. Then, she noticed his claws. "Why... do you have claws... and..." She looked up.. saw the horns. "..horns..." This was curious to her. She had never seen or heard of coffees before. But, long back, her parents often reffered to some as 'bad numas from birth they were'. She wondered if this was what they meant.. or rather of the type they spoke of.
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 4:22 pm
He raised a brow as she spoke. she was obviously a Candy, in both appearance and how she behaved, she sure was not shy about talking either.
Lowering his claw from his face, he blinks a couple of times organizing everything she said, deciding not to comment on most of it.
"What? Never heard of the Coffee before?" he asked, reaching back down and picking up the glow stick he had dropped, eyes still watching her from under his brow.
"You’re a Candy in the swamp, and your surprised to see a Coffee" his remark was almost sarcastic. “First time in here, eh kid?”
he returned the glow stick around his neck, straitening his dark back, drawing himself up to his full and impressive size, tilting his chin up to look down at her in an appraising manner.
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 4:37 pm
Then, she grew a tad bit embarrassed. He was right on all accounts, though it wasn't overly her fault. Her eyes went meek and she turned her head aside. "Well, I grew up in a very sheltered place. I haven't been on my own for very long. And.. I've never been to a swamp. I didn't know that's what this was. I didn't know about a lot of things I guess. I have a lot of things to learn about I suppose..." She was awful quiet about it, but she wasn't snotty. She wasn't gonna assign blame to him. How would it be his fault?
She then after a moment took a swallow and a breath and put her head back up with a meek and friendly grin. "Still, I am sorry I disturbed your dancing. It was very nice. Would it make you uncomfortable if I stayed and watched you?" She was obviously a bit naive about quite a few things that concerned most numas. Of course, her ignorance also made her a little more open minded and more accepting of some things other candies might otherwise shun.
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 4:59 pm
His judgmental stare changed slowly to an amused smirk. he did enjoy very much how he seemed so different from other Numa, and he did like hearing about it.
"ah well this is the world" he said "and you might learn things you won't enjoy soon enough"
he dipped his head snaking it slightly, causing the glowing mark on his face to swim along the air, giving it a distorted look.
"you sure leaving your sheltered Candy land was a good idea? the audience i usually get are of a more rugged variety"
thats what was wrong with the Candy, always so happy, so trusting. this girl intrigued him any Candy that willingly walked over to him did. but he could not say many have done
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 5:11 pm
She rolled her eyes when he asked if she was so sure. "I am completely sure. I might not know a lot. But, I know that I wasn't fitting a mold that others wanted me to. I grew up with no friends because either they thought i wasn't refined enough... or their parents did and wouldn't let htem play with me. I had to leave my home because my parents consider me a failure and an embarrassment. You know cuz I'm not all super refined and stuff. Like.. Just because I'm a girl.. I have to like pink and dance like a pretty ballerina.. and make being a housewife my life's ambition." She then made a headshake and even more dramatic rolling of the eyes. "Heh. no thanks. I would rather wait and decide what I want to do when I want to do it. Not because someone else thinks that is what I should do. It's my life, right? It's my choice. Then, I'll live by my choices. And... I made a choice to come watch you." Then she walked around him a bit, her fail flickering all about again. That nervous energy was building up. The thrill of meeting this boy was making her feel hyper and overly energetic. The camoflauge almost itself seemed to move on her. She watched the colors move in his fur.
She walked up closer to him. "Not to be a complete weirdo or anything. But... can I touch your fur?" She just knew he'd think she was a complete basket case then. A candy who randomly wanders into a swamp, visits a coffee, and wants to touch his fur? But, that's just the kind of girl she was. Not your cookie cutter kind of girl.
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 5:30 pm
His eyelids where half closed by the time she had stopped talking.
He paused for a long while after her final question, eyes locked on her casually as she paced around him.
Normally he would take that kind of behavior as a threat. Circling others is usually what he did to intimidate them. But he found that Candy… or the most common kind at least, did not intend to intimidate, or offend.
"You talk like a Candy" he started boredly. Spinning the second glow stick in his hand. A smirk spreading from underneath his tusks
"You wanna feel my fur?" he said teasingly. Then let go of the Glow stick, causing it to spin off and hit her in the chest
"Show me what you've got. I wanna see what kind of mold you do fit. And I'll consider your request"
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 5:50 pm
At first, it surprised her a little. Ness hadn't really expected that. Then again, she never had any concrete expectations; so anything that happened could have been a surprise to her. Either way, she wasn't one to backdown from a challenge. She caught the glowstick in her hand. She looked at it then at the coffee. Her eyes narrowed in determination. "Fine... I'll take your little challenge." She ignored his comment about her being a candy. She didn't like to be thought of as ordinary, but what could she do? She was a candy. In interests and habits, she was different. But, as far as some other things went; she was as much as candy was as candy does.
She then strutted a few space back to give herself room. She stood there motionless for a small moment closing her eyes to listen to the music. As she felt the beat, she started to tap a foot to get the feel of it. Then, as the music started to move and flow, she moved and flowed. She gave a few swishes of her hips and then her shoulders. Soon, she had her whole body into it. She still kept her eyes closed. She had danced plenty in the safety of her own room where noone ever watched her. Having an audience was different for sure. She didn't want to think about who was watching. After all, any good dancing isn't about who watches. It's about the music.
She started moving her arms, legs, everything right with the rhythm, tail and all. She mostly held the stick in her left hand.. but, occassionally when the music hit a frenzied height; she would toss the stick into the air, jump on her hands and catch it with her foot. And, when the music would freeze, so would she. Of course, she wasn't sure how any of this would look to someone else.
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 6:14 pm
He remained motionless, watching her carefully. His large dark form making it hard to see where he began and ended, the only thing giving him away were the glowing markings decorating his pitch black body.
Eyes half lidded, but a smirk of pleasant amusement crossed his lips. He was surprised to admit it; this female knew how to move. It might be a lot cleaner then it should be, he could definitely tell by her movies that she had never danced with others before. but that didn’t change the fact that it was interesting.
With out a sound, he streaked forward during the dramatic drawn out pause of the song, swiftly snatching the glow stick from her feet, and scooping her up with his other paw against her back, lifting her as easily as if she were a plush doll.
Moving to the slow build up of the song, he spun sharply, tail swinging out behind him as he went. With the small Candy balanced expertly in his claw, he twisted her as well, gracefully drawing her down. his stance stopping as the highest beat of the song blasted out, his tail slamming heavily to the ground in time with it.
Supporting Ness’ back, arm wrapped around her waist. His Massive form bent powerfully over her in his dancers posture, holding her so that her feet barely touched the ground. He grinned down at her, his face very close to hers, other hand twirling the glow stick effortlessly to the time of the music.
“Boo” he grumbled deeply, and somewhat playfully
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 6:33 pm
The moment he picked her up, her eyes opened. He took her by surprise yet again. At first, being lifted up gave her a slight fright, and it made her heart race. Yet, once they got moving, it was fine. It sent adrenaline throughout her. Her eyes found his and didn't reflect anything except a sort of .. union with the music. Despite his claws there, his grip was firm. Some might think to see such a hold that it was a dangerous spot. To her, it felt very safe. It was exciting and wonderful.
She didn't resist at all. She let him bend her in whatever way that moved him. His 'boo' roused a smile out of her. It almost made her laugh, but she didn't wanna let it out. To laugh might break her steady movement with him and the music. And, it felt so incredible. She wasn't ready to be done yet. It was amazing how much more darker he seemed with her fur against hers. Hers was so light and almost see through. His was so dark and opaque.
After a while, she found herself rolling out of his hand. And, as she rolled out, she pressed her paws into herself around her stomach, and she rolled her hips and waist in circles to the beat of the music. And, at certain points where the music drew itself out, she let her arms and hands roll out. And, while she started to feel nervous about dancing with someone at first. It was wearing off. She felt like she was waiting.. maybe to see what else he had to throw at her. She sashayed (sp?) her way over to him and did her dance all around him, right up against him even.
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 7:02 pm
He let her go, Staying in his posture, and watching her hauntingly from under his brow. Noticing the new confidence she had gained. Eyes closing as her gave her a moment to the music. Catching the appropriate beat to spin up one again, both claws grasping glow sticks. Holding them over his head for a moment, eyes locked on the Candy, as she moved in front of him, he swiped his hands down leaving a streak of color from the glow sticks hanging in the air.
Continuing to let her dance around and against him, he proceeded to do moves and complemented hers. Streaming the glows around her, long strong movements, different from her grace, but with a masculine grace of there down. watching her carefully, some moves barely missing her as he carefully calculated each step, and swipe.
Breath huffing with the action of dancing, and enthusiasm of what he loved to do most.
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