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Jan 21, 2006 12:25:09 GMT -5
Post by D'Artagnan on Jan 21, 2006 12:25:09 GMT -5
Aye, I have lands to survey, but there are few in these lands and those that are 'ere are wise enough to keep from my territory.
(I'm in this thread and Fun in the Sun simultaneously, so technically Lakota could have her foal and I'd be there, but I'd be here. So how would that work out?)
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Jan 21, 2006 12:33:48 GMT -5
Post by casia on Jan 21, 2006 12:33:48 GMT -5
Yes D'Artagnan my friend, So then why are you here with me? I can look after myself. You need to look after Lakota. I am not one of your priorities. I am just another distressed ess.
She looked back down to the sod. Her words had sounded hurried and nervous. Sure she wanted someone to be with her when the foal was born but that someone should be Pride. But no, she had to have this foal by herself. Her own to look after. She would raise him and teach him her dark ways. He would be hers for forever more.
If only all her dreams for this foal could come true. She did not want him to be a baby for his whole life. She would most likely do that. She would never be able to be harsh to Prides foal. Let alone her own. Yes it was hers and no one elses. Hers. She smirked slightly. Maybe she would find another stag to be with her. Would she ever let them come near her though? No matter what she would always be Prides.
ooc|uhh...i dunno. lol. Can you tell me RPing has gotten better?-grin-
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Jan 22, 2006 11:14:09 GMT -5
Post by D'Artagnan on Jan 22, 2006 11:14:09 GMT -5
(nice work. maybe it's time I revived my muse as well...)
'E snorted Ah, why must thou always be right? But I worry for thee, and I will check upon thee periodically. with those words 'e gathered 'is golden pistons 'neath 'im and proceeded to exit 'er lands. If anyone causes thee difficulty, I am but a call away. 'E stopped and turned, eyeing 'er with concern. Art thou sure that thou shalt be all right?
(lol. return of the shakespearian english. ;P)
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Jan 22, 2006 11:22:51 GMT -5
Post by casia on Jan 22, 2006 11:22:51 GMT -5
She listened to his soft vocals as he spoke. If only he were Dark....her mind kept repeating this to her ubt noting would come from it. He would always be light and lakota would always be his love. As for her she would and and forever more be Dark. It was her calling to be this way. A call away. It was true his lands were very close to hers. Yes So he was a call away.
For the time being I will alright, friend.
She called after him. It was the truth. Although you could not see it there were many dangers lurking around her land. All the more in the Darkness, where she planned to have her foal. Yes the Darkness. She sighed and looked at the Shadows that were behind her. She could hear them calling to her. She could hear them laughing, mocking her.
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Jan 22, 2006 11:41:36 GMT -5
Post by D'Artagnan on Jan 22, 2006 11:41:36 GMT -5
Very well. 'E sent 'is travel-hardened limbs into a loose canter. Once 'e thought 'e was out of 'er sight, 'e changed leads at every stride, allowing 'imself a small smile at 'is precise control o'er 'is pillars. Feeling slightly cheered up, 'e arranged 'is stride into a stepping pace, 'is steely granites assailing the turf with metronome-like regularity. 'E halted suddenly Stop acting so domesticated, D'Art. If anyone saw you performing in such manner for amusement... you are wild now. The dance of the wild is different.
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Jan 22, 2006 11:51:30 GMT -5
Post by casia on Jan 22, 2006 11:51:30 GMT -5
Yes...Very well...
She almost whispered the short vocals. She knew not her inner wishes. Did she want him here with her as her foal was about to be born? Perhaps she did but she could not take him from Lakota. She turned and looked into the Darlness as it loomed in front of her. A slight smirk was visible. the Darkness cold possibly be the only thing that welcomed her willingly. She could still only feel that the others considered her a friend out of pity. Yes, for she was quite pitiful.She sighed and took a willing step towards the Darkness. She smiled lightly as she felt her unborn child kick,
Yes, Love. This is home.
Love? That was what she used to call Pride. This child would inherit the affectionate calling. This child would be her new love. Her only love. She walked into the Darkness, as it seemed to reach out for her raven coloured pelt. She could feel the cold breath of the Shadows. She could hear the loving mockery its saddened voices called out to her. This was where she belonged.
ooc|i uberly loooove this post right now. lol
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Jan 22, 2006 12:48:45 GMT -5
Post by D'Artagnan on Jan 22, 2006 12:48:45 GMT -5
'E willed 'imself not to look back. Casia had been his friend, but she was dark, and that would always be the rift between them. 'E smiled sadly, knowing 'e could not relinquish 'is title of alignment. For that was all it was, a title. From the depths of 'is consciousness 'e knew that darkness still resided within 'im, as it did in all beings. Every entity held dark and light, and it was the balance they found that caused them to title their inclination. Aye, 'e was more lightly inclined, which made 'im more prone to moral injury. But the darkness, the sadistic darkness, it fed upon 'is unease and threatened the balance. A threat, but never a change.
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Jan 22, 2006 21:14:33 GMT -5
Post by casia on Jan 22, 2006 21:14:33 GMT -5
She looked hard but could barely make out D'arts form. She turned back and walked farther into the Shadows. She smirked at the calling and whispering. This si the reason why some are not Dark. Fear. Yes fear seems to be the main factor that lights cannot overcome. Fear is what Darks live on. Fear yes fear is good, fear will rule her life, rule her childs life. It is sad I know. Pathetic even.
Many feared the sounds that they heard in the Darkness. The sounds to her were now welcoming. They seemed to be a love call. She smirked at her thoughts. A love call. Her life was dwindling down to the very lowest possible level. She had heard her former mate speak to her. She had gone insane for a little while. A panic attack you could call it. She had said she had no friends and mistook the friends she had for enemies. What was happening? Why was this happening to her.
Its hard to believe but Casia, yes Casia the Dark Queen, had once been a Light. She had been light up until half way through her second year. Horrible...yes. So young to turn Dark. Her family had never expected her to turn. The thought had never crossed their minds. But then she met Jiri. Sure they new him but apparently he had changed over his years. No one figured he would become as evil as he did either. But he had.
Poor Casia. And now, even in her insane state, she was about to have a child.
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Jan 27, 2006 14:12:11 GMT -5
Post by D'Artagnan on Jan 27, 2006 14:12:11 GMT -5
'E sighed heavily, aware that worry came with the title of being Light. It would be unseemly for one of my tinture to be a dark anyway... I am better off as I am. 'E thought. Worry gnawed at 'is insides. Casia did not seem all right in her mind. But how could she be? She'd lost Pride. The worst part of seeing a friend in distress was knowing there was little or nothing you could do.
(D'Art is gonna have a fight in Fun in the Sun, so check it out if u so desire. Squee!)
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Jan 27, 2006 15:47:20 GMT -5
Post by Enigma and Chase on Jan 27, 2006 15:47:20 GMT -5
(Squee is right! Lol! )
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Jan 29, 2006 19:46:17 GMT -5
Post by D'Artagnan on Jan 29, 2006 19:46:17 GMT -5
(Let the battle begin! OMFG this is gonna be fun! I promise not to die, so be rough.)
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Aug 26, 2008 21:06:44 GMT -5
Post by omnxae on Aug 26, 2008 21:06:44 GMT -5
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