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Post by Zanzibar||~||Kaliska on Jan 2, 2006 1:58:45 GMT -5
Tiarra nodded lightly, muzzle reaching out to nip er' gap between her nostrils. Flints propelled the brute's bod forward. Kissers lipped her threads, before running his maw over her withers and down her back. It tickled his whiskers, but it would send chills down her.
How may I assist you m'lady?
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Post by briseis on Jan 2, 2006 2:06:37 GMT -5
A deep breathe was let out as his motion down her spine sent chills tingling down her bodice. Her voids glanced to him yet again. They held something different, something entrancing and honest. Her threads fell faintly over her delicate ink pools although they were still quite visible.
What exactly do you mean m'lord... She inquired, her tones in a meer whisper.
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Post by Zanzibar||~||Kaliska on Jan 2, 2006 2:12:53 GMT -5
Pearls began to nibble her withers. Optics glanced over to look at her. Cranium returned upward and shifted towards her.
M'lady, you and I both know there are sparks. let us not hide it any longer. I just wish to be around you.
Pools gazed into her deeply, before wrappping is' nape over hers.
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Post by forsaken on Jan 2, 2006 2:13:30 GMT -5
[. M.asculine stepped heavily upon borders that were owned by another... In his ignorance, this was not even noted until much later... Though he should be, he wasn't scared of anything. Another flaw in his ways... He was intruding on another's land, yet he did not fear the owner, nor his followers... He hadn't intended to drag war along behind him, yet he didn't intend to keep things peaceful either. Whatever happened, happened. His thick serpentine arched gracefully, holding his skull close to it. His muscles tensed, and relaxed under his canvas as he walked... A usual process as one walked. Forsaken's long, ebonite forlock hung low, completely covering one optic, the other remained free of it's annoyance... His long mane cascaded down his dark bay nape, some waves interrupting it's gravitational pull... His whipcord flicked across his flanks every now and again as he walked... .]
[. A.s the scent of equines, perhaps two, entered his nares, his steps paused briefly. A low nicker of warning was sent from his lungs, showing his presence, and lack of threat... A deep breath was drawn into his lungs before moving forward again. He continued forward, until at last, the two were in sight. An ivory wench, and a golden bronc... One last pause was made, as his slits scanned them over... He continued forward, taking himself close enough to them for conversing... His body language remained calm... For now. This was beyond his usual blood-thirsty self, but, surely no complaints were being made from the others... .]
[. W.ell well... Look what we've got here... Didn't really expect to see any equines around... .]
[. F.orsaken's usual, deep, harsh lyrics escaped his vocals. No hint of respect was put into his tones... You see, Forsaken was the type to respect those who respected him, and no one else... Even those who respected him, had a hard time gaining his respect. He was as rude as they came, and his sharp tongue only helped matters... .]
OOC: Sorry to butt in ^.^;;; but... Yeah lol.
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Post by briseis on Jan 2, 2006 2:23:40 GMT -5
Briseis let her crania rest against his nape lightly. Her voids looked deeply back into his as a faint curvature fell over her features.
And I with you m'lord. She replied softly. I cannot deny that I have feelings for you. She added.
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Post by Zanzibar||~||Kaliska on Jan 2, 2006 2:34:19 GMT -5
Her words were only half completed as the brujo's harks flew up, nares quivered lightly before flaring. Shuffling flints spun him around quickly. Regal Skull held hihg with dignity, the intruder coming up closer. Brute stepped forward, in front of his femme. he knew the bronc had already seen her, but he still wanted her out of harm's way.
Blackened banner flicked about, coming close to brushing Briseis. Fore dagger stabbed at the terra floor. Optics stared him down, showing no weakness. Altough the stranger towered over him, it made no difference
What is it you seek brute? You are on my lands. Unless you wish to join my harem, I suggest you leave. Colts reside in my power, includng you. The harsh tone of his voie left no mercy. A random whinny called out for his sister. Though she might be arrogant enough to deal with this beast.
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Post by briseis on Jan 2, 2006 2:42:23 GMT -5
Briseis's harks flicked up quickly at the intruder's rhythmitic beat. Her tiarra shot up quickly, showing her tenuous silohette. Her voids flashed more silver than ever as she looked upon the brute. Her features held a slightly cold expression as she took a short step forward, still behind her lord, but slightly more visible to the strange hessian. She would not speak, it was simply not her place unless of course she was spoken to or her Lord gave her the permission.
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Post by forsaken on Jan 2, 2006 2:47:53 GMT -5
[. J.oin his harem eh...? Not likely... Forsaken wasn't the type to submit to anyone.
[. W.ell... What kind of warm welcome was that...? Excuse me your highness, for intruding... So sorry to break your sense of security... .]
[. S.arcasm flooded his tones, as they came harshly through his maw. The other brute's seriousness, was returned with his own sarcasm, and lack of seriousness... A small amount of laughter and mockery was forced into his lyrics as well. Just another bit of proof, that he did not respect anyone as of yet... His glance flicked from the brujo, to the wench. A pretty one, but definately not his type... He had no buisness deciding if she was his type or not, but he did anyway. A reckless, and rebellious spirit... And quite frankly, could grow tedious if messed with... .]
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Post by Zanzibar||~||Kaliska on Jan 2, 2006 2:54:48 GMT -5
At the moment Kaliska came galloping up behind the new brute. She shifted her glance from her brother to the hellion and back. Pillars carried her forth. maliscious grin filled her muzzle. Banner flicked as she passed by, hitting him on the shoulder she thought. Manx returned to her brother's side.
Zanzibar eyed his sister and then looked back at the brute.Well I am sorry. Hello and welcome to my hers. I extend an invitation for you to join us, this is my sister Kaliska and my lady Briseis. Brute looked at them each in turn while Kaliska rolled her eyes, then eyed the newcomer and glared at him.
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Post by briseis on Jan 2, 2006 3:07:45 GMT -5
ooc: It's like so my birthday now!
bic:
Briseis nodded faintly to the stud in casual greeting before looking to Kaliska. Her gaze changed once again back to Zanzibar. Her threads fell over her facade for a moment before a brief shake of her crania rid her of the alabaster locks.
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Post by forsaken on Jan 2, 2006 3:11:52 GMT -5
[. A. small smirk tore slowly across the brute's kissers as the vixen's whipcord brushed coarsely across his shoulder. The words of the stag amused him... He showed no respect, and was in complete sarcasm, yet he still showed a sign of welcomeness, and kindness. A strange, and new perspective for the stag to become familiar with... Forsaken's voids slowly wandered to the one cursed as Kaliska. As he scanned over her mottled, roan pelt, he noted her roll her eyes at her brother's words. .]
[. J.oin...? I highly doubt you want someone like me on your side... Heh. Your home seems peaceful... I would most likely disturb that peace. .]
[. A.h the first bit of honesty we've seen from this brute so far. Twas true though, he had a nack for getting in trouble... Starting fights, getting into buisness he shouldn't be getting into... That sort of thing. But, without some form of trouble, this brute was restless... .]
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Post by Zanzibar||~||Kaliska on Jan 2, 2006 3:17:48 GMT -5
Kaliska felt the eyes if the hellion on her. She snorted and pawed the ground before shooting a challenging glance at him.
No sir, i wish you to stay with us. you notice my sister has as much sarcasm in her as that of a wolf. I am Zanzibar, ruler of these parts. May i ask your name?
OOC: sorry no muse right now...
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Post by briseis on Jan 2, 2006 3:23:17 GMT -5
Briseis stood back, slightly bored by the situation but fully aware that she must be there for the moment. Her mug reached to a slight nudge to her Lord's side, just a small nudge not enough to ignore but still not enough to completely pay head to. Her harks came to a relaxed position as she looked over the stranger once more.
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Post by Zanzibar||~||Kaliska on Jan 2, 2006 13:37:19 GMT -5
The velvety feeling of her muzzle nudging him, causd him to twitch his ears back and pin lightly. A slight snort shot from his nares, foredagger plunging into the ground waiting for a response. The stag's voids never glanced at the mare until he felt she was no more use to him for now. With one gentle shove, brute pushed her shoulder as he bent around. He motioned for her to go ahead and leave for now. It was her choice, but she seemed to bored.
Kaliska howver took slight interest in the stranger. Her glance turned form a cold stare to a slightly less intense look. Harks were not perked towards him, but folded back against er' bridlepath until she spoke. And what brings you here disturbance. The mare's words had tones of coldness, confusion, and curiousity, though she felt it simple to ask him with mainly sarcasm.
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Post by briseis on Jan 2, 2006 20:48:33 GMT -5
Briseis bowed her crania slightly. I must be on my way. She said plainly. Kaliska, stag, good day. She said. M'lord, I will converse with you later. She said before she turned and pushed herself into a three beat, her threads flowing behind her.
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