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Post by Saturnalia on Mar 3, 2004 19:29:58 GMT -5
Mostyn ponders for a moment. ~Well, perhaps the last could attempt to jump as far onto the ledge as possible, and then the other two could try to pull him, , me I guess that would be, up. Might hurt a bit, but small price to pay for getting over it.~ He regards the ledge a bit more. ~Can't think of anything better, so we may as well try it,~ he says brightly.
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Post by Saturnalia on Feb 13, 2004 23:15:09 GMT -5
Mostyn nods in agreement. ~With a bit of help, I'm sure one of us could manage relatively easily to get up...~ he muses aloud. ~Aye, I can't think of any better plan to try that that, Yoral... So now comes the question, which one of us is the heaviest, or middle, or lightest?~ He chuckles a bit. ~I definitely don't think I'm the lightest...~
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Post by Saturnalia on Feb 7, 2004 17:27:50 GMT -5
~Aye, I'm ready to move on,~ Mostyn agrees. ~I'm rather curious to see what lies ahead... the mountain does look a bit intimidating. We'll manage, though, I'm sure,~ he says brightly.
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Post by Saturnalia on Jan 20, 2004 21:58:45 GMT -5
Mostyn, who isn't quite experienced with interacting with other Tyshiri, doesn't seem to notice Soran's protectiveness. He does, however, remember some forgotten manners. ~Erm, I nearly forgot, I'm Mostyn.~ He grins. ~I can be a bit forgetful, and though I know I've probably heard both of your names before, I can't quite recall them.~ He rolls his eyes. ~One of these days, I'll get everyone's names straightened out... hopefully...~
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Post by Saturnalia on Jan 16, 2004 14:32:05 GMT -5
Mostyn stumbles through some dense shrubbery, and abrubtly finds the two other Tyshiri directly in front of them.
~Hello,~ he says, caught a bit off guard, as he hadn't expected to catch up quite yet. Then, shaking his head to clear his slight confusion, he inclines his head to each in a friendly bow, with a good-natured smile, hoping that it doesn't seem like he's intruding. ~Erm, how are you two?~
He uses his nose to brush away a few of the leaves that are stuck to him.
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Post by Saturnalia on Jan 8, 2004 16:00:50 GMT -5
((Ermf. Sorry about that. Blame Mexico *nods* teehee))
Mostyn, thinking he can here the vague sounds of creatures ahead, pushes onwards determinedly. At one point, there is a bit of broken vegetation, and he looks around, sniffing the air. He thinks he can smell others of his kind, but he isn't positive. All the same, he increases his pace, hoping to at least find some other living creature, as he's starting to feel rather alone.
In his hurry, he trips over a small bush. It shakes and a branch snaps loudly, and he pauses, looks around, and then shakes it off and continues onwards.
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Post by Saturnalia on Dec 24, 2003 14:43:39 GMT -5
Mostyn stops to listen to Mina's voice, then continues to wander onwards. He occasionally snatches bites of breakfast from passing vegetation, and listens for sounds ahead of or around him. Hmm, he thinks to himself, if flight is that difficult, these wings will probably be more of a hindrance than a help. He tucks them a bit closer to his body, and peers ahead towards the mountain, trying to avoid tripping over shrubs and whatnot on the ground.
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Post by Saturnalia on Dec 10, 2003 20:59:39 GMT -5
((OOC- hehehe, silly ;D ))
As the light filters down, Mostyn's eyes open. Now that it's brighter, he can get a better look around. His eyes flicker from his immediate surroundings to his goal-- the mountain. Shaking out his mane and stretching his wings slightly, he takes a deep breath. No point in wasting time, he thinks to himself, and starts out, trying to find the most direct path to the mountain.
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Post by Saturnalia on Dec 10, 2003 20:30:43 GMT -5
Eyes adjusting to the darkness around him, Mostyn peers upwards to what he can see of the sky. He'd been eager to sky, but the darkness is rather sleep-inducing, and he decides to wait until he can take in more of his surroundings to move on. He allows himself to fade into a rather light sleep.
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Post by Saturnalia on Dec 8, 2003 18:27:11 GMT -5
Mostyn, finally deciding that he's not going to get a response from the other Tyshiri, sighs to himself. On my own, meh. I'll survive, he thinks to himself, and steps through.
He's a bit disoriented once he's on the other side, and looks around himself, slightly dazed at first, before his head clears.
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Post by Saturnalia on Nov 12, 2003 23:26:09 GMT -5
((Yeah, I know that. Just was kind of distracted while writing it.))
Mostyn watches the others step through. On my own, he thinks to himself. Not as though I haven't been countless times before. All the same, a small sigh escapes, and he turns back to Le'kiz.
~Are you going through?~ he questions.
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Post by Saturnalia on Nov 12, 2003 23:14:21 GMT -5
Mostyn glances from the portal to the others, and back to the portal. He is unsure whether his help would be wanted; he hadn't much interaction with too many others of his kind. He shifted undecidedly, inching up very slightly, a step closer towards the portal.
Mostyn turns his head at the sound of Le'kiz's greeting. ~'Ello,~ he says in return. His eyes manage to slide back to the portal for a moment, before once again flickering to the other Tyshiri.
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Post by Saturnalia on Nov 11, 2003 17:07:06 GMT -5
Mostyn comes forth as well, gazing at Mina and blinking slightly at the blood, but undeterred all the same.
~I am here as well,~ he says, with a slight bow of his head. He then settles his wings against himself and waits, a small breeze ruffling his bright mane a bit.
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Post by Saturnalia on Aug 30, 2006 2:55:40 GMT -5
Vurrivey closed his eyes and smiled. It was almost too perfect; under both stars and clouds, and a rainbow, and the brightest moon he could remember... and with her. He never would have anticipated that he'd get so attached to someone in so short a meeting... or ever really, for that matter.
"I hope I'm not keeping you from anything important," he murmured, well aware that he could probably stay like this, happily, for ages. He knew, though, that it was probably as impermanent as the rain. Nothing could last forever, and this, in particular, was bound to have limitations. Regardless, he could at least pretend that it would go beyond this night, that something would remain after the night faded back into day. She had reassured him, hadn't she? So, at least he was guaranteed to see her again, and that would be good enough for him.
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Post by Saturnalia on Aug 28, 2006 0:31:27 GMT -5
Vurrivey felt as if his stomach had flittered off somewhere else. He felt strange, but not in the same way as he'd felt to learn that they'd met twice before. No, this was a totally new and different strange; blissful. He wished he could create a thousand rainbows, and then dance in them...
He met her gaze and stared at her, finding her eyes more beautiful than any rainstorm, any streak of lightning across the sky. "Good..." he said quietly, in response to her reassurance. "I don't want to lose this." He hesitated, not quite knowing what would be appropriate for the moment. There was so much I never bothered to learn, he thought for a second, but pushed the thought aside. He leaned towards her and nudged her slightly with his snout, in an affectionate nuzzle.
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