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Date Posted: 19:47:41 04/02/05 Sat
Author: Uamaro
Subject: New boy
In reply to: S'kar, Smoke, Smidge 's message, ">~<" on 23:02:07 04/01/05 Fri

Uamaro strides up the beach, wearing nothing save a pair of breeches that are cut off at the knees. Dark, muscular legs flex in an easy, shambling gait, the broad and calloused feet relishing the warm and grainy feel of dry sand. The young man exhales a contented sigh, and picks out a spot in the high sun in which to take a nice, long nap.

A sleepy smile is plastered on his face as he lays out upon the soft beach, folding one thick arm behind his head like a pillow. The other rests its long, wide hand upon his ample stomach, which he gives a fond pat. Mmmm, I wish I had a bubbly pie right now.. or maybe.. ten meatrolls.. dah, and a nice, hot mug of klah. Or, aaahhh.. I'm not that hungry, I shouldn't think about food! Uamaro chuckles to himself, flashing white teeth up to the midmorning sky, and lapses peacefully into sleep.

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The sound of splashing is loud in his ears. Uamaro doesn't open his eyes just yet - no, he's rather happy to simply remain lolling in the sand. Slowly, however, he does let olive lids peel away from dark eyes, and he sits himself up, like a chunk of animated earth detatching itself from the sand, albeit much darker than the rest of the landscape. He groans out a long yawn, and indulges in a full-body stretch, before glancing toward the source of the ruckus. Uamaro squints, and catches sight of two young men, one in and one approaching the water, as well as.. what appears to be a blue dragon! Rising swiftly to his feet, the dark boy waves his arms in greeting before trotting out into the surf, wincing for a moment at the water that seemed shockingly cold in comparison to the warm beaches. Uamaro continues to ford out into the waves, highly muscular body moving swiftly but a mite clumsily (he was very large, overall). After getting close enough, he ducks under the clear surface and bolts to catch up to S'kar. Once coming close to the rider, he bucks his head clear of the water and draws deep, rumbling breaths, treading with three limbs while the other pushes dark hair from his eyes. His olive skin flickers and shines and contorts darkly under the water.

'Good morn.. er.. afternoon?' Honestly, Uamaro had no idea how long he'd been sleeping. 'Heh, my name is Uamaro. I saw you swimming, decided to head out.' His voice is low and soft, yet seeming to bear the capacity for great power.

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Replies:

harder than it sounds -- Divar - Alkyri, 23:00:44 04/06/05 Wed
- Listen.. -- Uamaro, 15:47:25 04/14/05 Thu
- -on the wind- -- Divar and Kuru, 15:52:41 04/14/05 Thu