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Post by Saturnalia on Jun 10, 2004 22:39:05 GMT -5
Rashwe attempts to execute a bow, eying the unfriendly-seeming keizo warily. Eep. He then turned to the orange and blue.
"I am Rashwe! As for what I was doing... ah... well, was just taking a bit of a run. And you?"
He glances over at the green, cocking his head slightly to the side.
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Post by Saturnalia on Jun 10, 2004 22:33:29 GMT -5
Rashwe unknowingly dashes out of shrubbery and into the midst of the three, stopping short. He blinks.
"That wasn't part of the plan," he mumbles to himself, before speaking up. "'Ello..."
Bah, he thinks to himself. One I can handle. But three others? What did I just get myself into?
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Post by Saturnalia on Jun 8, 2004 21:43:30 GMT -5
"Aye, him," Anura said, with only a touch of exasperation. "I guess you could say we came with him, but--"
"RUNNNNNNN!"
Anura is cut short as Rashwe finally emerges on the other bank of the water, and takes off into the shrubbery.
"--we don't usually spend too much time hanging around him."
Alasdair continues staring off in the direction the other flit had taken, shaking his head slowly.
"He'll be back," Alasdair says, rolling his eyes.
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Post by Saturnalia on Jun 8, 2004 21:18:20 GMT -5
The two many-limbed Kiezo break through the shrubbery and find themselves in front of the purple flit.
"Greetings," the lighter colored female says. "By any chance, have you seen a--"
"Completely psychotic white flit with yellow markings?" the male finishes. "By the way, I am Alasdair." He bows.
"And I am Anura." The female smiles.
Rashwe, at this point, is still underwater and rather oblivious.
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Post by Saturnalia on Jun 8, 2004 20:46:51 GMT -5
Rashwe decided to make his move. Bunching his muscles, he waited for the voices of his realm-mates to get a bit louder, then sprang. He flew through the remaining foliage, seemingly oblivious to the branches that smacked him as he did so, and landed heavily near the purple flit. "They're COMING!!!" he yelled, panic in his voice, dancing around frantically. "RUNNNN!" With that, he dove to the side, into the river, swimming quickly towards the other side.
"What was that?" Anura asked, blinking.
"Do we really want to know?" Alasdair replied, but picked up the pace all the same, heading in the direction of the shouts and splash.
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Post by Saturnalia on Jun 8, 2004 20:27:26 GMT -5
The dark blue male glares upwards suddenly as he's struck on the head by a piece of bark. He sees the other male's tail as he scampers ahead into the foliage, still high in the branches.
"Rashwe seems to have seen something," he says to the female.
"Shall we continue in that direction?" she responds. "Troublesome as he may be, whatever he's spotted is probably interesting, at least."
"True enough, Anura," the male responds. "Unless it's simply some sort of trouble that he'll get into..."
"Only one way to find out," she replies, shrugging one set of shoulders.
Meanwhile, Rashwe darts across branches towards the bit of purple near the water that he'd seen. Nearing it, he slows, trying to be as quiet as he can be as he crosses from tree to tree. He stops, peering through leaves, and slinks a bit closer, trying not to alert the other Kiezo flit to his presence, though he can hear the faint voices of his realm-mates approaching as well.
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Post by Saturnalia on Jun 8, 2004 19:32:14 GMT -5
Two many-limbed Kiezo flits wander between the trees and shrubbery, headed towards no place in particular. "You've been here before?" the eight-limbed female asks, turning to her companion. "Aye. If I remember correctly, I came here once or twice with Eilam," the six-limbed male replies, voice deep, as if echoing from a cave. "And there will be others?" "Perhaps," he replies, looking around a bit. He refrains from glancing up, as does the female. Above them, making his way along the limbs of trees, is a third Kiezo. His eyes constantly glint mischeviously as he looks around, hoping to spot something, or someone, interesting, besides the two he came with. (Alasdair- dragongoddess.tripod.com/wild52.html, Anura- dragongoddess.tripod.com/wild88.html, and Rashwe- dragongoddess.tripod.com/wild87.html)
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Post by Saturnalia on Jul 5, 2004 23:59:16 GMT -5
She snorts. "I bet it was. Thank you for resisting that temptation." She grins. "It saves me the trouble of having to think of some sort of proper revenge." She trots after him.
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Post by Saturnalia on Jul 3, 2004 10:07:41 GMT -5
She shakes her head and lauches off the ground after him. Her wings open slightly, flaring out around her, but she doesn't actually use them either. She lands a bit behind him and resettles her wings against her back.
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Post by Saturnalia on Jun 28, 2004 19:27:18 GMT -5
"A little more than crazy... perhaps." She grins slightly.
"Erm..." she looks around a bit, then shrugs. "Alright. You lead the way." She shakes her head, scattering a few more tiny droplets of water, and waits for him to start walking.
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Post by Saturnalia on Jun 21, 2004 8:49:39 GMT -5
She smiles a bit. "Aren't we all a bit crazy anyway?" She nudges back. "As for why I've met few recently..." she shrugs. "I met most of the other dragons I knew when I was a youth. I guess I don't usually stray far enough to meet more now."
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Post by Saturnalia on Jun 14, 2004 19:35:14 GMT -5
"I have met very few, particularly recently." She shrugs. "At this point, I guess I only really know you." She pauses, remembering something. "There was talk of another living near to my territory in the future, but I have yet to see another dragon yet." She cocks her head slightly to the side, looking at him. "Why do you ask?"
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Post by Saturnalia on Jun 14, 2004 19:15:05 GMT -5
She had indeed taken note of his phrasing, and smiles slightly at his comment. "True enough," she replies. "And you'd get absolutely no sleep if that were the case." She ponders for a moment. "No chance for much of anything at all, in fact," she says, grinning.
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Post by Saturnalia on Jun 14, 2004 18:23:05 GMT -5
Querryth forgets to breath for a few moemnts, freezing up slightly. Is this actually happening? Is this the same dragon? She attempts to clear her mind a bit, and succeeds in breathing. She shyly returns the action. "Glad to hear it," she says softly.
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Post by Saturnalia on Jun 14, 2004 18:02:17 GMT -5
Her eyes widen, and then narrow slightly. "What do you intend to do if you find them?" She pauses, glancing at him, her gaze fairly unreadable. "I... can't say I'm in the mood for bloodshed." She shifts her weight slightly, tail wrapping around a hind leg in her familiar manner.
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