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Dec 23, 2005 13:22:50 GMT -5
Post by casia on Dec 23, 2005 13:22:50 GMT -5
she sighed heavily watching his voids. He seemed to fighting an inward battle. She dared not ask, for her own emotions were astray. She just watched easily pondering upon her own issues.
ooc|I have to leave to go to Canada now. Talk to ya in a couple days.
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Dec 23, 2005 13:27:51 GMT -5
Post by D'Artagnan on Dec 23, 2005 13:27:51 GMT -5
(see ya! I live in Canada, so good luck with that! lol)
'E met 'er gaze, and before 'e had a chance to chicken out, 'e said I was once a show horse. I haven't always been wild. 'E watched 'er reaction carefully, ready to flinch.
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Dec 23, 2005 13:32:16 GMT -5
Post by casia on Dec 23, 2005 13:32:16 GMT -5
Dark voids wide shock and confusion seen in them. What? She stammered. It had never crossed her mind that D'art had been anything but wild. She had met a domesticated horse once or twice. Neither was a good experience. She took a step back in her shock. she knew not what she did. In amazment she looked over D'art for any sign of domestication.
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Dec 23, 2005 13:42:11 GMT -5
Post by D'Artagnan on Dec 23, 2005 13:42:11 GMT -5
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Dec 30, 2005 11:26:07 GMT -5
Post by casia on Dec 30, 2005 11:26:07 GMT -5
She looked at him unable to voice the thoughts in her mind. She was confused, this was such a shock. How could this be? This was D'artagnan, her friend. She had never even imagined him not being wild. How odd.She spoke more to herself then to him.This is insane, I can barely believe it. Tell me this isnt true? I...I...How?Her words came out in a mess, jumbled all together.
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Jan 1, 2006 18:07:13 GMT -5
Post by Lakota on Jan 1, 2006 18:07:13 GMT -5
At that moment, Lakota walked in. She had heard Casia and D'Artagnan's voices. She hadn't heard what they'd said, but she thought she might come to see why Casia sounded so alarmed. She knew about Pride, and she felt great sympathy for her. 'Ello D'Artagnan. 'Ello Casia. She knew not what to say to the poor fae. She gave her a sympathetic look, and wished to say something. She to, was in foal, and couldn't possibly imagine what it would be like if D'Artagnan was gone from her life.
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Jan 1, 2006 20:10:59 GMT -5
Post by casia on Jan 1, 2006 20:10:59 GMT -5
Lakota was her friend and it had been a long time since she had seen her but the look she recieved angered her. Lakota I do not need sympathy from anyone. I will be able to do anything on my own. Her dainty ebon dial was held high on her arched ebon nape. Her dull onyx voids shone crimson for a split second.
D'artagnan I wish to leave your presence, at this moment I do not wish to talk any longer. She shot Lakota an angered glance and turned to walk away. The Darkness was inviting as usual as she walked towards it. Her voids grew dull once more and her tiara hung low.
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Jan 1, 2006 20:23:19 GMT -5
Post by Lakota on Jan 1, 2006 20:23:19 GMT -5
She pinned her auds with the look Casia aent to her, and wished to say something. But she did not. She had better hold her toung. Challenging a Dark wasn't smart, especially between two faen who wee baring foals. She looked to D'Artagnan with a slightly angered look, and another as if she was say she was sorry for interrupting and causing her to leave. But that anger lurked within her. Her nares flared a bit and she felt as if to do something, but felt it unfoolish to stay quiet.
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Jan 1, 2006 20:31:32 GMT -5
Post by casia on Jan 1, 2006 20:31:32 GMT -5
She smirked she knew she had angered the femme, but why did she get pleasure in her friends pain? She shook her dial to rid herself of her thoughts, her long ebon tressles flew.
She heard the Darkness calling to her, it livened her slightly. She continued on to the Darkness and sighed once she reached. The Shadows appeared to eat at her bod, engulfing her quickly. Without a backwards glance she emerged fully into the trees.
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Jan 1, 2006 20:34:37 GMT -5
Post by Lakota on Jan 1, 2006 20:34:37 GMT -5
Watching her disappear, she snorted, a sort of Darkening gleam in her orbs. She told no one that she was battling her sides. She said she was a Light now, but she was a Nuetral, heading towards the Darkened ways. She wished not to do so, but she couldn't stand things anymore. The old ways. The light ways. But she couldn't convert. he was to have a foal soon. She had to keep her mother's side alive. She had promised to do so.
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Jan 1, 2006 20:42:31 GMT -5
Post by casia on Jan 1, 2006 20:42:31 GMT -5
She turned once she had gone a ways into the trees. She looked over friends. D'artagnan so generous and Lakota so kind, why did she treat them so harshly? She wished not to do it but it was her nature. She had not been so much like this when Pride was here.
Pride had kept her under control. She loved him so and now he was gone. Would he ever come back?Doubtfully. She answered herself.
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Jan 1, 2006 20:52:21 GMT -5
Post by casia on Jan 1, 2006 20:52:21 GMT -5
ooc|hey kota...-speaks in a sweet voice- can you pwease add to that post its so short i cant even think of anything to say back.
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Jan 1, 2006 20:56:05 GMT -5
Post by Lakota on Jan 1, 2006 20:56:05 GMT -5
She couldn't help but still yet feel sorry for Casia. She said she needed no one's sympathy. But it was true. All she needed was Pride. She'd already lost Goldrush, then Pride... She sighed, her anger leaving her. She lloked to D'Artagnan. I hope everything goes well for her, she said to him.
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Jan 1, 2006 21:02:53 GMT -5
Post by casia on Jan 1, 2006 21:02:53 GMT -5
She watched as the equids conversed. They were happy together. She looked pathetically to either side of her. No Pride. Why did she bother.
The Darkness echoed in her mind. You dont need anyone, no one needs you.It whispered. I am wanted! I am needed! she shrieked into the Darkness angrily. Then by whom. It mocked. By, by...No names came to her mind.
She was alone in her Dark world. Alone.
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Jan 1, 2006 21:07:59 GMT -5
Post by Lakota on Jan 1, 2006 21:07:59 GMT -5
Hearing Casia's words, she couldn't help but shout, You are wanted by many, Casia. There would be no Debon Aire without you. You won't be alone. You have friends. Though none can ever take the place of him. We understand. I understand. And I also understand that I will never truley know the pain. I know I will never fully understand. It is beyond words. And I know that even those who say they do understand have no clue. I also lost Goldrush. I lost my mother. I lost my father. My other brother is out there somewhere, but who knows if he's still alive? I have no family. I have few friends. But I am lucky to have the friends I do have, the love I recieve from them. And the love I recieve from D'Artagnan, with knowledge that I am to have a foal of my own. I know no friend will ever replace the love you felt for Pride, but just know that you do have something, and that you are wanted. Everyone who knows you wishes you to stay safe, along with your coming foal. It is foolish to believe you are not wanted.
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