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Post by ixris on Jul 18, 2005 9:09:18 GMT -5
*Yeah?* Rächer asked, not too surprised at the invitation. *All right,* he said. *Sounds good.* Stuff to seeee things to doooo. Killed the boredom he often got of wandering familiar landscapes. Not that the Orchard was one, but ... whatever.
*Lead on, Pan.*
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Post by The Lurksome Dawby on Jul 18, 2005 18:20:44 GMT -5
Pan felt strangely satisfied. Not that he was afraid of rejection or anything.
"Um.. well. For nighttime walks, you don't choose the way to go. Your feet do."
He paused and stared at his feet. "Lead on, feet."
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Post by ixris on Jul 19, 2005 9:09:42 GMT -5
Rächer's wings flapped a bit uneasilly. *Yeah,* he said casually. *When I follow my feet at night, they lead me into trees. Head-first. I'd rather follow you.* He waited expectantly for Pan's feet to do the leading.
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Post by Dawby on Jul 19, 2005 12:49:51 GMT -5
Pan stared at his front feet expectantly for another long, awkward moment. Finally he lifted his head, turned 30 degrees to the right, and began walking at an easy gait.
*I guess we'll go this way,* he said without a hint of humor.
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