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 Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 11:07 am
This rp is between Gabriela:  and Mythril:  ((please note I'll edit some stuff later as i get more acclimated to soquili settings, locations, etc))
Gabriela was standing at a watering hole. Her long golden tresses falling all around her face, giving off a fragrant smell of tulips as the breeze blew through.
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 11:04 pm
Freedom. Sweet freedom be now that you're grown up and able to be the commander of your own life. And oh sweet bliss to not be repeatedly poked over and over when you're not in the mood or vulnerable by two siblings. Yes life was good or atleast as good as it would get as the strong indigo stallion made his way out into that great big world on his own for a change.
Tossing his long purple and white mane he griined to himself without a care in the world. Finally time to do what he wanted and maybe meet a friend or two.
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Posted: Fri Jun 22, 2007 12:04 pm
Gabriela fluttered her wings. She could feel the movement in the earth beneath her that someone was coming. She hadn't been seeing too many soquili come out to their parts, so it was the nice occassion when they did.
She looked up northwest. It looked like rain would eventually be coming in.
She decided she wouldn't worry about it since the air wasn't too humid yet. The humidity made her braids tangle.. which was rather painful when it came grooming time. Such was the agony of such long hair. She sat down there, by the water, dipping her front hooves in it.
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Posted: Fri Jun 22, 2007 10:35 pm
Ponderings. He was bored on this beautiful day as he set his feet in a fun dance. The smell of the breeze was too much as his withers itched with his own foolish notion. The wind was just perfect if only he could get those long legs off the ground for a little longer. A simple jump wasn't enough, no he had to leap into the air and hope the wind would lift him to the clear cerulean sky sitting above him.
Snorting he pawed the ground with a swift toss of his head. This was the day, the very day he was going to do it. Today Mythy would actually take to the skies like his heart begged him to do. Glancing around to his left, then to his right he pawed the ground, a keen glimmer in those crystalline blue eyes.
Bounding with a great leap he rose upwards kicking his feet out behind him.
The sky, the breeze... the ground as his feet slammed into the turf causing him to stumble misereably. Why was it so hard?
Defeated, he noticed the stream and decided on a drink to dampen his parched throat. He'd figure another way to get to those fluffy clouds, there had to be a way. Mosing on over he noticed a small soquili (tiny in comparison to most) sitting with her front hooves in the cool stream.
"Alo there" he called out approaching slowly since his shoulders were really hurting now.
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 8:51 am
"Salutations, stranger! I hope our weather here in the plains finds you well. We've had a lot of wind recently. It sure is nice. It drives out the arid heat waves we sometimes get as it rolls in between the mountains from the desert. " Weather was always a good ice breaker. Gabriela could swear to herself that somehow his coat made her think of some kind of gem. She couldn't remember what it was.
She pushed herself to get up and shook her hair down.
((is there a way that horses shake hands? like how dogs sniff each other?))
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 9:03 am
((If friendly they nuzzle one another I think... not really sure))
He limped over cursing his shoulder once more. Stupid wind just wasn't being cooperative. Maybe a nice cliff might come to use. This was something he pondered upon yet laid to rest for fear his mother and even his siblings might cause a fuss about his motives.
So he tossed that notion and smiled at her sniffing in her sweet escence and how pretty she carried herself in grooming. At first her horn spooked him, since his brother and sister played the 'poke the Mythy" game. Rather annoying, but what really caught his eyes were those lovely wings, something he could only ever dream of.
"Wind isn't my friend lately since it won't get me off the ground" he lowered his head with a smile entranced by her size and beauty, "But yeah I think the weather is really nice right now."
He pondered for a moment what else to say then paused. A greeting was always a good starter, "I'm Mythril. What's your name?"
There that was something to open a good friendly chat. She seemed really nice.
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 9:28 am
She smiled softly. "My name is Gabriela. If you don't mind me saying, how are you going to fly with the wind at all if you don't have any wings. I can't say I've ever seen that done before."
Then, she paused. She wondered if that was rude to say. She pushed her head outwards to look at the side of his body. She noticed the limp, wondering if she might be able to help.
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 9:38 am
Ouch. Reality was a very sore thing that nipped into one's shoulders and stung like a bee digging in your skin.
"Well uh I believe I can fly. Don't know why I just do. But gravity hates me and I can't get off the ground right" he frowned with a flick of his braided tail, "I landed kinda hard not too long ago and my shoulder is hurting".
He continued to watch this little butterfly whom seemed quite worried that he had done something stupid. Remembering his mother's words when he was a foal, "Mythy like you I wanted to fly too. But its just too impossible without wings". Why was it so hard to not believe that. Even Glory thought she could fly.
Perfection stood before him as he was a mere soul that longed for something he couldn't have. He frowned at this but thought to himself, 'Maybe she can ease my pain just being with her for a bit. She was blessed with wings where I was not'.
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 9:46 am
She folded her ears down a little forward, and her eyes softened. "I am sorry that I was being a bit rude. You know. I have wings, and I have never tried to fly. I don't know why, but the desire to has never come to me yet. I just mostly sit by either the stream or the river.
Gabriela walked up to him and pressed the space on the top of her nose into the spot on his shoulder. She moved it around trying to feel his muscle. "Hmm... It doesn't feel abnormal. Maybe you're just waking up muscles that have been asleep too long." She smiled hoping to make him feel a little better.
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 11:56 am
His ears perked to her reasonings but not desiring to fly? How could that possibly be if you've been born with visable ones, it just didn't make sense to the young stallion. Even he (one without wings) truly wished to catch those glimmering falling bodies from the sky as it cloaked in darkness of the night.
"Never desired to fly?" he pronounced with uncertainy, "but you were born with gorgeous wings a guy like myself could only ever dream of." he smiled at her careful examination of him. "Surely you've dreamed possibly what its like".
He was relived to her observation that his frame wasn't shattered by the way it felt. He must of been stronger than he thought.
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 9:40 am
Gabriela stepped back and tilted her head down feeling a little embarrassed. It never occurred to her that was such a strange thing before. Then again, she didn't have a lot of experience as she was rather unsocialized still. "Oh, I am not sure why. For a long time, all I wanted was just to be free. Maybe I should start to think about it though."
She looked back on both sides and looked at her wings and flapped them a little. She wondered if since she hadn't used them if they would work still. "I hope I don't make you feel bad just because I have them. I would hate to make you feel awkward."
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 11:12 am
Mythy tilted his head feeling awkward. He didn't mean to make her feel down because of his curiosity but he said it and well it was out of his head now. "Nah you don't make me feel awkward because you have wings, I was worried I hurt your feelings bringing up something personal like that."
He smiled back at her and winked, "I'm not lying I'm a little envious, but you could never make me feel bad by being so beautiful, I mean have beautiful wings."
He blushed in spite of his words realizing he made an indirect comment. As a foal it wouldn't of been so obvious, but a stallion it was meaningful.
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 5:45 pm
She hadn't really been feeling completely bad. She was just feeling slightly guilty for making him feel bad, but him saying that wasn't case brought her immediate relief. It was apparent in her face. "Oh... I'm so glad then."
She smiled with a demure blush in her cheeks. "Thank you for saying that, but you don't have to say nice things to me. I don't really get out and talk with other soquili a lot, so I'm not so great at it yet." She still was half smiling. The half that wasn't; it wanted to.
He corrected himself. Does that mean he thought so and just didn't wanna say so? That was still nice right? She wasn't sure, but that seemed to make sense to her.
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Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2007 2:49 pm
Was it right to compliment beauty when you first saw it with open eyes as an adult? He was unsure if mares liked compliments or forbade even a mere thought about it.
"Well I have a question for you since in truth I don't know any better" he frowned but looked positive, "Is it wrong to tell someone they're beautiful?" he asked with a tilt of his head trying not to look stupid.
She was really pretty in his eyes, such contrast from his own deep indigo purple coat.
"Well I'm just used to my own family so my social skills are less to none I'm afraid. If I say something wrong I don't mean to" he mentioned still letting his eyes soak in such a pretty creature blessed with grace and wings. He'd forgotten there was a horn that adorned her pretty forehead. At least she didn't poke him with it, there was a plus.
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Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2007 4:26 pm
Gabriela was trying to find the right thing to say, and she fumbled over her words not yet saying anything coherable. Lots of incomplete syllables here and there. "Um, I think it is ok to say so; especially if you mean it and are being honest."
She was afraid maybe she was being silly. She tucked her bottom lip into her mouth. "Oh, you have a family. That must be nice. I'm sure it keeps you from being lonely, huh? I never had any family.. or, none that I can remember. If I had one, I must have been taken from them before I could remember." Such thoughts made her feel a tad sad, but she had come to accept such things.
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