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Date Posted: 17:21:56 01/22/04 Thu
Author: Criminal Illusions
Subject: ...let's start over, ab ovo...
...so, she thought he lacked romance? tough noogies; nobody's perfect you know. love and mushy stuff like that just didn't fit into C's repertoire. sure he had asked Belle to be his mate, but must they dwell upon such a subject? no, not unless she managed to tie C down with rope and tickle him. nevertheless, lets dispose of this topic and settle in.
the Isle appeared to be quite beautiful with its warm, grainy sand and cool glistening water. it seemed that the tide was ebbing out when they had crossed over so as to not limit their journey until the waters became shallower. the buckskin relished in the warmth radiating from the blazing sun in the clear, perriwinkle sky. ahh, what a gorgeous day, eh?
indulging himself with a quick, anxious look to see if Belle was catching up, he pretended not to have glanced and continued forward with an "i made it here before you" attitude. finding the sand to "give" under his solid hooves, the stallion struggled forward with a sheen of sweat breaking over the tawny hide.
so, here's a possibility to set up camp. is it worthwhile to stay here or should we move on?...
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~*~A Fresh Start~*~ -- Belle, 23:10:40 01/22/04 Thu [1]
Tickling was an interesting prospect, but not necessary in her opinion. She had loved C just the way he was for so long, she didn't expect any treatment outside the norm. Just being with him and knowing that he wanted her company as well was enough--for now at least. It's funny how those female types get sometimes, you know? The pewter fae was close behind him, her dappled sides lathered with sweat. The run had been a hard one as C set a fast pace but hey, a little exercise never hurt anyone. Her muzzle briefly nudged his shoulder before the mare took stock of the Isle, her critical eye roaming the landscape. ~*~It seems a bit empty, don't you think?~*~ she commented softly, as if afraid to hurt the territory's feelings. She was an odd one, that Belle. ~*~It is rather beautiful though~*~ Decisions, decisions. Auds pricked as she awaited C's thoughts on the subject, her creamy tail absently whisking her charcoal flanks.
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*Size Doesn't Always Matter* -- Lil' Mist, 00:20:20 01/23/04 Fri [1]
*Dial of the dark bay was lowered, lips munching on the green blade of vegatation as she seemed to hear voices that remained faintly familar from a distance. Looking up, orbs were startled to register Belle and C within the Isle vast beauty, but they seemed busy. Snorting softly, ignoring the pain of bitterness she felt at thier loving sight the femora went back to her brunch, they'd come to her when they were ready she was sure of it*
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...me, myself, and I... -- C, 09:58:11 01/25/04 Sun [1]
...ever get that feeling when you feel for just a moment that you wish time would stand still for a little while and let you get your thoughts in order? well, the buckskin stallion was almost headed towards the crazy side of the sanity spectrum at this time because his attention was so distracted. he couldn't stare at one thing for longer than perhaps 3 seconds before his gaze darted elsewhere. 3 seconds later his eyes would seek other sights. his brain was "fuming" from all the sights, scents, and sounds that swallowed his psyche and were basically drowning everything else out from his mind. the sweaty sheen was gradually lapsing into a slight lather now. grass. his eyes were rolling wildly. sea foam. tail flicked anxiously as if to ward off these evil spirits plaguing him. sparkle.
the steed sank to his knees and gradually just let gravity take its toll. the body swang leftward and pounded gently to the cushiony sand. his breathing was no longer labored, however an air of something suspicious lingered in his movements. he shakily rose his head up and looked at Belle, his eyes out of focus for a bit, and just stared in a way that looked like he saw throuhg her. laying his head gently down, he whickered throatily and slept. the only way to rid his body of some horrid intruder was to have a duel...in another dimension...
((ooc: mwahaha, wow. that's kind of a messed up post. *thinks* oh well, I think it might snow tomorrow and school might be closed and oh! how wonderful. well, have Lil' Mist come over 'cuz C's kinda...out of it...so he won't be asking ic. luv y'all! *dances off to do hw*))
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~*~Can I be Me? I like that Name~*~ -- Belle, 23:13:36 01/29/04 Thu [1]
The dappled fae's attention was stolen by the sight of Misty, grazing a fair ways in the distance. Excitement burned in her gaze as she emitted a piercing whinny, hoping to draw the bay mare toward them. The sound of a body hitting the sand forced her startled gaze back to C. Horror seized her features and parted her lips, stealing the very breath from her lungs. The distant look in his eyes scared her more than she thought ever possible. ~*~C?~*~ she whispered frantically, lowering her muzzle to prod against his exposed shoulder. However, he wouldn't answer as slumber stole him from her grasp. Completely terrified and utterly anxious, she paced in tight circles around his prone body waiting for the nightmare to end.
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*Size Doesn't Matter* -- Lil' Mist, 23:18:26 01/31/04 Sat [1]
*Dial was lifted from her munching as the call of Belle reached her. Soft simper was upon her maw as she felt the warmth of friendship take her, but just as she was about to reply with a call of her own she saw C fall. Worry over took her as she made her way quickly towards the two. Reaching the frantic side of Belle she nudged the younger mare* "It's okay Belle..." *Says this reassuringly, hoping she was correct. Looking down at the fallen she nudged the steed, velvet mug soft yet firmly prodding him, waiting a reaction* "Get up you big lug..." *She kidded nerviously*
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...chevy--like a rock... -- C, 19:50:50 02/01/04 Sun [1]
...time passes like the scenery when you're driving 60mph down the highway--fast. sometimes you can get caught up in the moment and speed along like you're cruising with no worries, but sometimes you have to slow things down a bit and think about what you're doing. it was one of those overwhelming moments for the little buckskin stallion and he was resting in his own, dehydrated kind of nap where only the bare facts remained to be thought over without those watery details. oh yeah, and the trip had tuckered the fellow out, not to mention that he was dehydrated and sleep-deprived, but those were only minor facts. the big thing he was mulling over in this peculiar nap was how shiny the sun actually was, how sand was very grainy, and how something very loud and cold was hitting him in the face at a steady rhythm.
eventually the loud, cold thing woke the mustang up and he looked around in surprise. why was everything so shiny?!?!?! it was like Metalville where everything had a gleam or a blinking, bright light and it was driving him mental. he narrowed those large eyes and attempted to focus better, but all he saw were two very large and extremely bright objects nosing him...
Get away you varmints!
...he grunted, clearly frustrated with the thought of being poked by shiny deer. eww...how unsettling...
((ooc: pardon for the short post, but tons of hw now that we missed a week due to snow...*frazzled like her favorite pony, C*))
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~*~Built Ford Tough~*~ -- Belle, 20:17:46 02/02/04 Mon [1]
Unperturbed by his rather surly first words, the mare continued to favor him with loving nuzzles. ~*~C! Are you alright?~*~ she asked softly, adoring gaze fixed to his features. An ember of happiness glowed within her heart, sparked by Misty's arrival. It was good to have them all together again, under the weather though some of them may be.
ooc: sorry so short as well! i have to play catch up. GRRR
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...we will follow the sun... -- C, 21:40:52 02/02/04 Mon [1]
...smooth sailing--the epitome of what is desired when at sea. sure, some sailors use compasses to guide them, others the North Star, but our sea-faring fellow, C, uses none other than the sun. big, bright, shiny--it's practically unmistakable and always follows about the same path day after day.
realizing he wasn't staring at the mares, but rather their silhouettes against the blazing orb in the sky, he forgave them for "shining his eyes out"...
My, my, are you two brilliant or what?
((ooc: same excuse, sorry:) tomorrow's my sweet sixteen! *excited* as well as 4-H meeting and b-ball game and tests, etc... have a wonderful day!))
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*Don't Let Size Be the Judge* -- Lil' Mist, 00:50:17 02/03/04 Tue [1]
*Smiling softly as C blurted out his seemingly rash words, the mare of dark bay hues could not help but chuckle slightly* "He'll be fine alright..." *She muttered, taking steps away from the two love birds, but not far enough as to be excluded from the conversation. At C's charming words she spoke* "Careful Belle, he might woo me into submission." *Snorts, a light sparkle alighting within her gaze, showing all she was totally kidding. Though that thought of someone doing that to her wouldn't hurt...just so long as it wasn't C*
(Congradulations a day early. Happy B-day. Don't hit me when your driving yer folks car. I've got Speech and Alegebra homework so I better go for now. Tata)
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~*~Blinded by the Light~*~ -- Belle, 10:22:39 02/03/04 Tue [1]
ooc: HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! *throws confetti and balloons* I hope it's a good one!
A laugh burbled from her lips, carefree and infectious. ~*~Yes, he tends to do that sometimes~*~ she replied in jest, mirth dancing in her dark eyes. Her hooves shuffled in the pristine sand as she moved away from C in order to give him room. After all, it wouldn't do to crowd him. Creamy tresses rippled along her arched neck, disturbed by her graceful movements. ~*~Just make sure he doesn't eat the bugs from your back, that's when he really wins you over~*~ Her voice was a conspiratorial whisper, though in all likelihood, the stallion could hear what she was saying quite perfectly.
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...it's a hardknock life... -- C, 15:53:07 02/07/04 Sat [1]
...snorting adamantly at what words he heard escape his new mate's mouth, the stallion rolls onto his legs and remains on the ground, his neck reaching out to her in a haughty manner...
Hey, speak for yourself. I think they taste mighty fine.
...he then hoists himself back onto all fours and groans like he was in such extreme pain that all the mares in the entirety of CM should come and comfort him. hey, good idea he thought to himself, wondering if all the mares in CM would be irresistably drawn to such a handsome stallion. figuring he should milk this "illness" for all it was worth, he puts on a grumpy frown and lays his ears flat against his skull...
Belle, I'm thirsty. Be a buddy and fetch me some water? Oh, and don't forget to put it in a little bowl. Oh yeah, and I'd like a liittle umbrella in it to for decoration. But, make the umbrella out of yummy stuff so I can eat it when I finish drinking. Got that?
...puts on the "sad eyes" look and watches her curiously...
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~*~Posting for Linz~*~ -- Belle, 17:22:31 02/09/04 Mon [1]
The sterling fae was tempted to give him an incredulous look before storming off to sulk. But she wouldn't, it wasn't her way. She merely smiled and nodded, her dark orbs glittering within her mottled countenance. ~*~Why, certainly C~*~ she replied sweetly. Slender stilts carried her away from her beloved mate in search of a suitable vessel. Hmmm, what could she use... Her gaze swept over the remnants of a coconut, perhaps tossed from the tree during a storm. The shell had cracked on the jagged rocks of the shore, leaving two halves nestled among the stones. Gingerly, she extended her neck to snatch up one half. A triumphant grin split her maw, leaving her beaming around a mouthful of coconut husk. Now, an umbrella.
This time, her search led her to a field of wildflowers, the blossoms opened and vibrant beneath the glaring sun. Depositing the shell at the edge of the field, the dappled dame perused the selection before deciding on a lovely blue flower. A quick nip with her ivories and the bloom was soon resting in the shallow confines of the shell.
Water was easy enough to find as a clear pool lay like a jewel in the middle of the isle. Rain water collected in the depression during the monsoon season and an underground aquifer formed a sweet freshwater spring. The flower was set aside as the mare dipped her 'cup' into the clear waters, filling the shell an inch or so below the brim. The flower was replaced and the shell seized carefully with her teeth. Then, she was on her way.
Traveling was difficult as she had to walk with her chin tightly tucked against her throat to avoid spilling the precious liquid. Soon enough, she arrived at C's side, exulting in her success. The femme deposited her gift at his feet before lifting her head and favoring him with a bright smile. ~*~Here's your drink~*~ she cooed, happy to have served him in some small way. C was a spoiled pup alright, but he was her spoiled pup and she would coddle him as she saw fit.
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*Don't Let Size Be the Judge* -- Lil' Mist, 21:40:11 02/11/04 Wed [1]
*Soft snort was expelled from the femora of dark hues as she heard C's ridiculous request, but before she could state her thoughts she was found watching the retreating form of Belle. Shaking her dial slightly the vix' spoke to the lazy steed* "You are spoiled beyond belief my friend." *Says this softly, before silencing as Belle returned. Watching the two Lil' smiled, they were cute and someday soon she'd be blessed with such a gift. But each time she thought of that she found herself thinking of Goldie. They had sworn to raise their foals together, so they'd be best friends as well, but times had changed and Goldie had vanished into the horizon with that steed Arabian Night, leaving poor Lil' Mist to fend for herself. Thinking for a while in silence, gaze staring of into the sunset, she wondered. Maybe going to find her godmother, DEL would alert her to where Goldie had gone, even if not, it would be good to see an old face from her birthplace Windy Glen. Sigh rose upon the firm yet slender bodice of the femora before she snapped from her reverie back to the present* "I saw Rush, I believe he'd have been Goldie’s younger brother..." *Trails off, slightly sadden yet not truly, just bittersweet memories*
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...the world's at my fingertips... -- C, 19:36:26 02/22/04 Sun [1]
...sparkling sunset, pretty mares, cool evening breeze, a drink in a coconut shell with an umbrella?! talk about horsey heaven for the buckskin stallion. he breathed a sigh of relief as the drink neared closer and closer to him until it was within reaching distance. extending his neck towards Belle, the carrier of his clear liquid, the Mustang thrust his muzzle into the coconut husk and sucked noisily until the crudely-fashioned cup was dry. (continued)
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...i've got the whole world, in my hooves... -- C, 19:36:53 02/22/04 Sun [1]
(continuation)
giving a soft belch to accompany the sonorous slurping, C happily rose to his feet and looked cheerily at his mate. how awesome could this mate thing get? free service, free babying, free sympathy...man. he could get Belle to do anything for him! but, then again, he wasn't the sort of horse to necessarily "use" anybody. giving Mistypoo a nicker in farewell, he nudged Belle thankfully and spoke his mind...
My compliments to Chef Belle.
((ooc: sorry for short post, but I'm sick and have tons of hw and stuff...that and I've had sleepovers and stuff so this week's been busy. sorry for the delay too!))
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