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Post by ♥/tiyre on Mar 3, 2006 19:17:56 GMT -5
(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside
(I can’t wake up)
Wake me up inside
(Save me)
Call my name and save me from the dark
Pyrefly returned the nod, watching. Something radiated from the white mare - something that put the black off ease. Why that feeling? She had merely come to try to be part of a group again... But it seemed that was impossible with these feelings radiating around. Was the white jealous of another coming? Perhaps that was the feeling.
But now she watched, flaming eyes watching, waiting, the ess's paper thins staying silent, for silent she was. Save for the quiet croak that occasionally came...
(Wake me up)
Bid my blood to run
(I can’t wake up)
Before I come undone
(Save me)
Save me from the nothing I’ve become |
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Post by Kindred Blue on Mar 4, 2006 15:02:13 GMT -5
The young stallions ears pricked as she spoke, a hint of warning pulsing through his mind. The conversation was harmless, but at that moment, he picked up something more from her body language. But, Catalyst was never one to be rude, and so he bypassed the idea and simply smiled once more and gave a neat reply.
"Accompany me if you wish, but let it be known that I have no home to lead you to."
Then, as he bent to take another mouthful of grass, a movement caught his eye - another mare approached. As he spotted her black pelt and burning eyes, his heart did a sort of turn and suddenly he felt somewhat dizzy. But, quickly as the strange feeling came, it left and he was fine once more. He stood by, chewing his second mouthful thoughtfully, dark yes watching the two mares exchange their nods. As the grass slipped down his throat, he remembered his manners and spoke to the newcomer.
"Hello there stranger."
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Post by ♥/tiyre on Mar 4, 2006 15:11:23 GMT -5
(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside
(I can’t wake up)
Wake me up inside
(Save me)
Call my name and save me from the dark
Thoroughbred looked from the mare to the stag, slightly surprised that he had spoken to her. One again the feeling came, and once again it passed as she pushed it away. She dipped her head in greeting, unable to utter the words. She didn't want to seem rude - after all, she had already inturrupted the "meeting."
Pyrefly could only speak two words - her name and nickname. And even that was only on a good day. But she could speak noting else, though as she raised her cranium, the obvious scar ran around her boa. Now she just watched.
(Wake me up)
Bid my blood to run
(I can’t wake up)
Before I come undone
(Save me)
Save me from the nothing I’ve become |
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Post by fullmoon on Mar 4, 2006 15:22:37 GMT -5
Snowflake was slightly dissappointed. No home to lead her to. Oh well. Big whoop. She'd experienced worse than just words. He might say that now only because he had no home himself. Already he'd called himself a rouge.
For now it was the black stranger she looked at.
"...I am Snowflake..."
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Post by ♥/tiyre on Mar 4, 2006 15:33:02 GMT -5
((um, fullmoon - she hasn't said her name yet.))
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Post by fullmoon on Mar 5, 2006 8:58:32 GMT -5
((ah. i be confused when you said 'She could only speak two words, her name and her nickname'. never mind me...))
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Post by ♥/tiyre on Apr 10, 2006 18:36:20 GMT -5
(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside
(I can’t wake up)
Wake me up inside
(Save me)
Call my name and save me from the dark
Pyrefly's firey gaze was tured to the white mare. White and black. Perhaps devil and angel?
Pyrefly...
she croaked, ashamed and yet proud of her voice. It was an odd combination... But it was her. Perfection was not her style. Her style was to be who she was. And she was who she was, even if she sometimes was perfect... But perfection was overrated.
Femme of thoroughbred blood gazed softly at the mare, not in pity, not in understanding, just in gazing... And she gazed. She gazed at the sky, and the grass, at the tempting cliff. She gazed.
(Wake me up)
Bid my blood to run
(I can’t wake up)
Before I come undone
(Save me)
Save me from the nothing I’ve become ((sorry for taking so long. No muse then, no muse now., and I was working on my site *sheepish look* Sorry!)) |
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Post by fullmoon on Apr 12, 2006 15:00:14 GMT -5
Snowflake narrowed her eyes. 'Pyre'...laughable, wasn't it? That a mare having a link to fire in her name was to come between her bussiness... But that was only a name. She wouldn't melt even if it did get hot. Stealing hearts was her specialty, and she wouldn't be messing up any time soon. And this was most certainly not the chance that would escape her.
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Post by Kindred Blue on Apr 15, 2006 16:13:24 GMT -5
ooc: Sorry guys, I may have abondoned this post a little. Catalyst has gone :c
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Post by ♥/tiyre on Apr 15, 2006 16:55:42 GMT -5
 But I wanted to rp with Pyrefly with you! |
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But I wanted to rp with Pyrefly with you! 
