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Patron Saint Of Farewells
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 Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 2:14 pm
The Stars!
Owner: ~Latonia de la Courtel~
Owners: ChaoticshardsofSamity and Iratus Mancipium
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 2:19 pm
A beautiful mare slowly walked through the meadows in a content mood. Her multi-colored dreds and silken locks swayed with each graceful step while her necklace bounced against her chest. This place was so so in her eyes, being a little too dirty for her liking but it would satisfy this princess for now or rather until she could find a place more suitable. As she roamed, she cut her eyes at the others and giggled inwardly. "Oh she should not have worn that. It makes her look ridiculously fat."
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Patron Saint Of Farewells
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 2:27 pm
Sibalto pranced through the lands, free of his tack. His mane was slowly growing out, forelock and tail lengthening... His silver-snow- and ebony mane and tail floated around him as he moved to a floating trot, muscles bunching and sliding effortlessly. He enjoyed being out and wandering for the day... Almost as much as he enjoyed spending time with Firefly...
But for now, he was alone... And content to be so...
"Its a fine day for a run." He rumbled to himself, and with a whinny and a high-spirited rear, he leapt into a gallop. Down the hill and into a valley he thundered, chuckling joyfully and arching his neck, prancing and plunging like a wild thing.
He could never have done this in his home land...
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 2:36 pm
Psychotica continued with her blunt and harsh critique of everyone. She knew that she hurt some with the things she said but she really didn't care. She was beautiful and didn't really need much to accentuate that beauty. This made her better than them, or atleast thats how she looked at the situation. Continueing on past the other, she slowly progressed from a smooth stride to a little happy trot. She had no specific destination, she was simply wandering about knowing that nothing would ruin her day. Well until she nearly collided with the galloping stallion. She had managed to stop herself before it was two late. How dare he almost hit hurt...how dare he continue on and not stop. Cutting her eyes she huffed displeased. "You Jerk! You almost ran into me!"
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 2:48 pm
Sibalto spotted the strange -but very lovely- mare about the same time she saw him.. Almost too late. He nearly sat on his haunches to slow his speed, digging his heels into the ground in an impressive slide. When he stopped he was just past her, and spun on his haunches to face her. At her harsh words he jumped, pinned his ears, and huffed.
Well! She didn't have to start calling names! It had been an honest accident! And he hadn't hit her!
"I am deeply sorry, My Lady.. It was not my intention to ruin your day with an unexpected crash... Nor was it mine.. I was just out for a mid-day run... It's a lovely day and..." He bowed deeply, ever the gentleman, even if his pride was hurt. "I am sorry... Is there anything I can do to make up the injury I have done you Lady -?"
He trailed off in a question, waiting for her name.
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 2:59 pm
"Psychotica and I strongly doubt that there is anything a stallion like you could do to make things any better. You'd probably just make it worse." Once she spoke her peace, she threw her nose up at him with an air of arrogance and turned her back to him. As she walked off however, she looked to him out the corner of her eye. Hmm...he was a cutie. His hair was growing out and a sattle was resting on his back. It seemed that a human owned him...so why wasn't his appearance being kept up. Perhaps he was one of those bad boys that rebelled against their owners. Oh, now she could get into that. Maybe there was something he could do after all to make up for the incident. Looking over her shoulder she bat her eyes and neighed softly. "I'm sorry sir...it's just that...well I'm new around here and I've been getting nothing but odd stares. Still thats no excuse to lash out on you.If your still up to makeing our little incident up to me then you could grace me with your company awhile longer...that is if you can find it in your heart to forgive me." Alright, the line was cast, now she had to wait and see if he would take the bait.
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Patron Saint Of Farewells
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 3:08 pm
Sibalto stiffened as though she had struck him on the muzzle, blinking at her and huffing when she lashed out... Well, FINE! But when she turned back to him and... Oh hell.. He sighed, and the air of indignance whooshed out of him.. He could never bear to see a mare upset.. Or anyone really.. And if she was here...
"I know what it is like to be, an outsider..." He rumbled in his charming voice. "I came from across the sea, and, didn't fit in for quiet a while... I would be glad to accompany the Lady Psychotica for a while... I am Sibalto..."
He bowed low, then straightened, shaking his forelock out of his eyes with a roguishly handsome grin.
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 3:19 pm
Hook, line and sinker. By the gods males were so easy to manipulate. Now on to the next task. Getting the stallion wrapped around her polished hoofs. Makeing him unquestioningly faithful to her and no one else. "Oh you're simply the greatest Sibalto and please just call me Psychotica. You don't have to be so formal with me. Becoming friends would be rather awkward with formalities." Gently she nipped his cheek...in a kissing fashion and she giggled. So tell me, where is it exactly that your from and what is it like?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 06, 2007 1:18 pm
Sibalto grinned at her and nipped back at her, smiling and shrugging. "As you wish, Psychotica... And it is no trouble at all, I rather enjoy having someone to talk to... Shall we walk?"
He grinned and took a few steps forward, considering the lands around him as well as the memories of his homeland. Spain? England? Which to tell her about? He shrugged to himself.
"Not like here." He offered.. "Humans live in great villages, three or four times the size of the Kiwani village... In great buildings.. Castles... Great manor houses... With large stables for their horses and other animals..."
He glanced at her her. "Few of us are wild where I come from... We are broken to bit and bridle and put to use... Some masters are kind... Some.. "
He shrugged and gave her another smile. "Some aren't... My last mistress was most kind, and I am almost sorry she had to leave here... But I know if she hadn't, she would have died.. So I found a home with the Indian Maiden known as Tashika... And have lived happily enough since."
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Posted: Wed Jun 06, 2007 1:59 pm
"Wow, sounds wonderful, though I seriously doubt that I could allow myself to be broken to serve a human. They're so petty and don't apreciate what they have until they lose it. Yes you speak truth when you say there are nice one's out there but they are few." She walked along side him, continueing her thoughts on how she could claim his loyalty. "I honestly don't see how you allowed them to break you."
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 7:56 am
Sibalto sighed, whistful for his lost innocense.... He had been so young then... So happy to do all they asked of him, so happy to attend the school of dance... There he had been celebrated as the best of the best... Had been purchased because of his grace... Sent off with that horrid man... And then he had learned of the cruelty of human masters.
"It was, different... And I was very young." He sighed softly. "Things changed with each master... I am glad Talia bought me, taught me not all humans are unkind.... I'm glad I came here and met Tashika and my other friends... My life would have gotten worse, if I hadn't..."
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Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2007 2:12 pm
"I can see that this is hard for you to talk about so I'll drop it. However, I must say that I'm atleast happy that I ran your way. You seem like you promise alot of excitement and fun. Truth is I can be fun too...but then again...no one ever wants to stick around and find that out. I'm too unpredicatable for them I guess. One minute I'm doing one thing and the next minute it's something else. I can't help it...it's just the way I am." She paused momentarily, peering at him with half-lidded eyes. "You seem like a paitent stallion. Question is will you stick around to find out how much fun I can be?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2007 3:13 pm
Sibalto shook off the gloom of his past and eyed the mare with a patient, interested gaze. She was an interesting creature, was this Lady Psychotica... Spirited... Bold.. But honest...
"I am glad the Lady finds my company pleasing, and I am all to happy to serve as an escourt, whatever your antics may be." He rumbled in his charming voice.
A smile danced over his face and his eyes gleamed mischieviously. "And I will stay around for any games you may offer, Lady Psychotica... But here's a more interesting question.. Will you have the heart for any of mine?"
He had a smooth, arrogant, confident way about him.. Always had.. Flirting, sweet-talking and charming mares was his way, he hardly noticed when he did it.. And a challenge was a challenge...
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Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2007 3:41 pm
"Will I have the heart for yours?" She continued to eye him, a mischevious yet lustful gleam takeing over now. Oh yes, she liked him and more than she would openly and willingly admit. After all you couldn't let someone know just how interested you were else they'd try to walk all over you. Moveing closer, she brought her muzzle to his ear and whispered ever so softly with a sultry tone. "Oh yes. I do have the heart for yours sweety. So don't keep me waiting for them."
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Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2007 3:12 pm
A mare with a voice like that could turn a stallion to liquid fire. Sibalto pranced away from her, eyes gleaming appraisingly... Oh, this one was trouble.. No mistake... No mistake at all... He liked that... She was fierce and fiery and all out fun, he had no doubt...
"Very well my lady." He rumbled, nipping at her dainty arched neck, breathing softly into her ear. "Come play with me."
With a rear he spun away and leapt to a gallop, daring her to follow.
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