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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 Lumi on Jun 8, 2004 20:06:44 GMT -5
After awhile the bushes ands shrubs will thin out if they keep going in the direction they are heading. There is a stream with a sandy bank and abit of a small beach. Stretched out besides this small stream is a rather large purple Kiezo flit of the chinese type. She was humming to herself a little tune, her tail flipping to the rhythem. She didn't appear to be doing much else although...who knows she could be eyeing the fish in the water.... ((Eriani www.angelfire.com/me4/darkunicorns/FrostedGlory.html )) |
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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 Lumi on Jun 8, 2004 20:40:01 GMT -5
The purple flit continues to hum to herself unconcerned about her surroundings, but that didn't mean that she wasn't alert. She had big ears and good senses...she wasn't one to be caught by surprise very often.
The sounds of the moving water was soo soothing...and the sun on her smooth scales felt quite heavenly. Eriani mused to herself as her long tail flipped idly.
It was so nice to get away from the other flits at home and although she loved her asrire friend there was such a thing as being together too much.
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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 Lumi on Jun 8, 2004 20:54:18 GMT -5
O.O Eriani jumps with surprise and simply stares at this strange kiezo seemingly in a panic. *blinkblink* She backed away from him slightly and then watches him jump into the water. "What on earth?" she says puzzled. There really wasn't much to be afraid of in her point of view.
She looked at the wet kiezo in the water and then looked back where he had come from, perking her ears. Eriani would wait and see what was coming first...look before you leap, Frosted always says.
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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 Lumi on Jun 8, 2004 21:32:56 GMT -5
Completely bemused Eriani points to the stream, "You mean that one?" She sits back curling her long tail about her forepaws like a cat.
*nods her head to the two multi-limbed kiezos* "I'm Eriani...you with that wet fellow?" Though she wasn't smiling there was a slight curl to the corners of her mouth. Amused was definitely the word of the day.
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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 sera on Jun 10, 2004 13:53:28 GMT -5
If Rashwe continued on in the direction of his mad dash, he was likely to find a trio of flits just hanging out in a small meadow, just past a curve of the stream. A bright orange and blue, six-limbed flit leapt easily into the air, as his feathered green companion tried to duck back out of the way. An olive greenish kiezo is watching them, his draconic wings folded against his sides. He narrows yellow eyes, swiveling his head to look towards Rashwe, though he doesn't yet know what it is that's approaching them. (( timekeeper.vagueinsanity.net/kiezo.html bottom three :: Jaki, Kirik, and Piro )) |
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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 sera not logged on Jun 10, 2004 22:36:17 GMT -5
Jaki bared his teeth at the newcomer, unmantling draconic wings. Kirik, however, simply abandoned his attempt on Piro and excitedly greet the newcome. "Hallo!" The orange and blue flit was obviously excited by the prospect of a potential new friend. "Who are you? What are you doing over here?"
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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 Lumi on Jun 11, 2004 9:02:23 GMT -5
The purple flits chuckles musically, "He's certainly excitable anyways...not like the ones I know at home. Sure they're playful but not that playful."
She gives the direction the flit disappears into a look and smiles slightly. "Oh, I'm sure he will be back, but I got a feeling that he'll be...distracted for awhile."
She turns back to Alasdair, "Alasdair, hmm? Would you be the same Alasdair that Miriel knows?"
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Post by sera on Jun 11, 2004 10:40:18 GMT -5
"Piro," the gentle green flit responded to the prompt with a small smile. "That's Kirik."
"We're just tumbing, want to join?" Kirik was pleased by the prospect of a new friend. "Jaki won't." He pouted at the fierce looking kiezo, who ignored them all.
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