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Post by sera on Mar 28, 2006 2:35:48 GMT -5
It was a standoff. The two males regarded each other with hostility, though neither said a word, nor made a sound. Deep orange met dark purplish grey and the sparks seemed nigh to fly again. Wot started this battle of wills is unevident, whether words or blows have been exchanged is unclear. But the two continue to stare at each other, seemingly oblivious to their surroundings, though neither actually is. Samir is a Hunter, a good one, who has more than once stood guard besides bringing back meals. This is most evident by the large horn curving upwards from his forehead. It is not natural to him, instead standing straight and proud as proof of his abilities. Bismark's paranoia is based on previous experience as well, though his horrors came from human manipulation. The small wings floating above his back are likely the most evident of the genetic manipulations forced upon him. However, he also has a metal toe and strange markings that are no more natural to him than Samir's horn. Orange gaze remains locked on the grey of the other and the two continue to watch each other. www.deviantart.com/view/27891974/ -- Samir crest.vagueinsanity.net/img/naa/175.gif -- Bismark |
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Post by Thalron on Mar 28, 2006 3:07:50 GMT -5
The sight was needless to say, a rather odd one for most observers, although not something to get tangled up in... Atleast so the sane would think, however as with most children Rovea was one that very much lacked common sense, logic or well... Most of what comprised of sanity, atleast on her bad days... Today she was acting rather sane, although defying logic and reason as usual. And then she saw these two, staring down at eachother, almost ready to strike...
It was like an old western standoff in those games she played with her dad sometimes, he wasn't very fast though so she usually just pointed him towards something of an equal challenger... Like the side of a barn. However, these two looked more serious than that... But were they faster than her? Only one way to tell.
"Bang Bang!" the sound came from right infront of their noses, as rovea appeared out of thin air and, pointing a claw at both of them as she did a little twirl in the air shouted out the sound that resembled, somewhat a gunshot, as if she expected them to realize it's meaning.
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Post by sera on Mar 28, 2006 3:20:01 GMT -5
Samir's reaction likely left much to be desired. He blinked in surprise, dark eyes focusing on the small being. However, he spent at least as much time helping out the hatchlings and nestlings and the playful antics of another youngerster were less surprising then the youngester's appearance -here-. The gryvern tilted his head, attention for the briefest of moments taken from the large Naavainemar just across the away. However, Rovea couldn't help to hold his interest at the strange reaction of the giant, blue Naa.
Bismark knew wot a gun was and he'd never had a good time with them. The Naa started like a green horse, jumping and landing with legs akimbo and toes splayed. His eyes rolled as his ears flattened and teeth showed. The stallion looked ready to run or attack the tsume at any moment.
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Post by Thalron on Mar 28, 2006 3:39:08 GMT -5
 Eh? The one on her left didn't seem to realize this game at all! That was no fun, and the one on her right seemed to think that it was real! That was fun. She could have fun with that one, later... Never when there was more than one nearby she couldn't play those games with three people. "Kchnk," she blowed on, then twirled her imaginary guns and returned them to the imaginary holsters before glancing from one of the giants to the other. "You guys are way too slow," she pointed her finger at the naa "Bang to the brain pan squish hehe!" a cold spot appeared on his forehead as if something cold and metal pressed against it, then vanished when she let her arm drift back down to her side. Too bad she wasn't supposed to play with real guns...... "Hello." She stated to both of them, facing the naa, but looking upwards so that it would be easier for both to hear. It seemed almost random, becuase normally that was said before beginning a conversation... And there was definitely something unnatural about her but ah... Nah how could something so little and innocent be a threat? Especially to creatures so much more impressive than her. |
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Post by sera on Mar 28, 2006 3:49:35 GMT -5
It took Bismark a long moment to realize the tiny thing -didn't- have a real gun, but the illusion very nearly did him in again, and the Naa reared up briefly on his hindlegs, debating about trying to shred the creature. He would not give in to his paranoia, he would not give in to his fear.
Samir shifted beyond the small tsume, dark eyes back on his foe. The creature seemed on the verge of something very unadvisable. As expected, and hoped for, the orange eyes flicked back to him again, and the Naa fought himself back into control.
"Hello," the gryvern offered curiously. "Who are you?"
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Post by Thalron on Mar 28, 2006 4:08:59 GMT -5
When the Naa reared up Rovea nearly fell over backwards looking up at it, but then did fall over when it landed it's forelegs back on the ground. Not that it really sent out tremors strong enough to knock her over but she was exaggerating it abit because... She felt like it. He seemed soo easily startled for such a big guy... What was that saying, the bigger they are the harder they fall? Maybe it was true in more than the physical way. Because she knew that it definitely hurt more if you fell from higher up, but thought that that only happened because of gravity and physics... Which hardly apply to a persons personality.
"I'm Rovea! What're your names?" she asked the general area as she slowly lifted herself back upto her feet after that over acted fall, brushing herself off and turning to face the gryvern... She didn't seem worried in the least about the gigantic Naa behind her that seemed rather close to stomping her into the ground from all the acting she was doing.
And no, she was most likely not through with the wild west thoughts that still coursed through her mind, but while a distraction presented itself she was, well... Distracted. How long she would remain so though, was not certain.
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Post by sera on Mar 28, 2006 4:15:08 GMT -5
"I'm Samir," the gryvern replied easily, surprised by the power she seemed to have over the large Naa. He certainly hadn't frightened the pompous creature, but a few sound effects and Bismark looked shaky as a newborn foal. Interesting that. "So, Rovea, wot are you doing out here?" He appeared easy with youngsters, and not at all put off by her rather wild style.
For his part, Bismark was still fighting for control of himself. It wasn't real, it wasn't real. The nightmares weren't coming back to life, he wasn't in danger, at least not really, and everthing was going to be alright. He didn't bother answering the question and the gryvern couldn't very well answer for him, as they hadn't introduced themselves to each other. Arrogant piece of. . . . .
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Post by Thalron on Mar 28, 2006 4:32:14 GMT -5
ooh Samir was a good name! It reminded her of one of her old friends that she used to play with, she wasn't very good at the games though and now didn't say much of anything to anyone anymore. "I'm looking for people to play with! All the ones that lived around me have gone away so I came here to find new ones!" she said this cheerfully as she glanced between the two creatures, obviously hoping that they both would be her friend, atleast for a little while. It didn't seem like Bismark would last very long at all in one of her games... That was too bad.
Wait a second the horse-thing hadn't said it's name! She turned to face the gigantic creature and made a sort of 'huff' noise before crossing her arms. Well if it didn't want to say its name then she'd just have to look it up!
...searching... searching...
"It's impolite to ignore people, Bismark." she said with a very serious tone then suddenly lost it again grinning widely as she took afew steps closer towards him. Ah, how useful it was to get a connection all the way out here it was always so surprising what you could find if you knew where to look, She even found out his blood type.... Who collected this information anyways? And it also didn't explain anything about his past or why he was afraid of imaginary guns..
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Post by sera on Mar 28, 2006 7:39:18 GMT -5
Any response Samir might have made to her statement was lost in the reaction of his adversary. The Naa was a great deal more interesting now that Rovea was here. Her ability to constantly frighten the stallion was wonderful and he was definitely pleased by it.
Bismark's head went up again and his mouth gaped open in a distinctly threatening manner. Omnivore or herbivore, that beak was threatening enough on its own. Not that such threats seemed to have any influence on the tsume. But he couldn't help reacting instinctively.
But. . . this was a new 'power'. The humans at the lab had not known his name, either his first or his new one. And that was fine with him. That stallion was long dead and his goal was to be sure the humans who had done this would be too.
How do you know my name? the tone was deep and dark, filled with a harshness he couldn't prevent. His experiences coloured even his mental tone, despite the mental wall he had subconsciously built. He never thought of his time in the lab, only of the humans he was now determined to kill.
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Post by Thalron on Mar 29, 2006 0:00:57 GMT -5
...He was scared of her. She had done hardly anything and he was Scared Was she simply getting so good at it that it happened despite her lack of effort? No, he was just a big scared-y... Horse thing. and what was he thinking of doing? Eating her? That'd be amusing, she didn't like it when things tried to eat her, it made her... Angry.
"I asked someone, Hehe How do you think I found it?" She said with an almost taunting although cheerful tone. Then she took several more steps towards the large creature, seeming utterly unafraid despite the vast desparity in size... Not only that but once she was nearer to him the small triangles of glowing circuitry lit up and fanned out to the sides, her smaller wings doing the same before she zipped up in the air to about his eye level. Detached feathery wings flapping occasionally, although the strange mechanical ones simply made a light buzz/hum noise.
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Post by sera on Mar 29, 2006 3:53:42 GMT -5
Bismark's head tilted up and he eyed her uneasily around his face plate. That told him nothing. Who did you ask? Suspicion still rested in his voice. A tufted ear flicked towards her zeroing in on the strange noise. Buzzes and hums were bad noises too. However, he especially didn't want wires to come towards him. Wires were bad. Unconsciousness was even worse. Unconsciousness with wires and buzzes and hums was well-worth panicking.
Samir's ears flicked in amusement at the open hostility in the Naa's mind voice. Bismark was not having a good time. Served him right.
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Post by Thalron on Mar 29, 2006 4:20:27 GMT -5
She looked at him for a moment then tilted her head to the side slightly, well... She didn't really know who had responded but she had just searched for something matching his description. Usually there was some sort of observation sattelite or another hacker or even sometimes normal creatures that had somehow answered it... Sometimes even humans, she could have figured out who exactly it was but wasn't going to without good reason.
"Who did I ask? Oh I dunno, people." She giggled and then floated to the side suddenly, doing about a quarter of a circle around him to the left, was he jumpy too? "I'v never seen a Naa before, What's your favorite food?" she asked cheerfully, there was something rather unnatural about how she seemed happy and such even when spoken to by such an intimidating figure... It wasn't like she was brave but felt more like she was rather sure he wasn't a threat to her... Or maybe that she was even toying with him.
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Post by sera on Mar 29, 2006 5:07:52 GMT -5
Bismark shifted with her movements, working to keep his back from facing either Rovea or Samir. He didn't trust either of them and had no desire to. I have no favourite food, he replied instead, trying to decide if she was presenting him a riddle or just being difficult. He was leaning towards being difficult. Wot do you want? he snapped at her.
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Post by Thalron on Mar 29, 2006 5:29:14 GMT -5
Rovea smiled giving the large stallion a slightly contemplative/confused look. "My favorite food is Meat! I also like candy and fruit. I bet you have on but don't want to admit it!" She paused then floated around in much the same manner she had earlier only this time in the other direction... "Tell me and I'll tell you what I want." she said with a malicious grin appearing... He wouldn't like to hear what she wanted.
Hmm... She felt bad for neglecting Samir, but by the looks of it he was enjoying himself despite the fact he was not the center of attention, Did he dislike Bismark that much or was he simply content to be on the sidelines? eh she never understood adults... Although they never lasted long enough for her to have to.
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Post by sera on Apr 1, 2006 0:57:59 GMT -5
Bismark circled the other way, still keeping a wary ear tilted towards Samir. The gryvern continued to simply bide his time. Wot difference does a favourite food have towards anything? the Naa retorted sharply, uneasily. This wasn't worth the effort and he was considering retreating to live to fight another day. Not that he was entirely certain, by the way she spoke, that he really did want to know wot she wanted. Why were the little things more dangerous than the large?
Samir's dark eyes narrowed slightly at the neew tenseness that entered the blue's form. Oh, no, he wasn't going to let Bismark get away now. The gryvern began to walk steadily around the Naa as well, keeping an eye on the now-skittish being. Orange eyes darted towards the Air gryvern, teeth showing again as he tried to adjust for both threats.
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