the ragged, noxious weed - Printable Version +- 'Souls IPB Archive (November 2007–October 2012) (https://soulsrpg.com/ipb) +-- Forum: Dead IC (https://soulsrpg.com/ipb/forumdisplay.php?fid=110) +--- Forum: Dead Topics (https://soulsrpg.com/ipb/forumdisplay.php?fid=21) +--- Thread: the ragged, noxious weed (/showthread.php?tid=17430) |
- Sirius Revlis - 05-05-2011 [html] Word Count » -- :: <3 He waited for her, between the spires of pine and brush, the thick waving of springferns and the cold dampness of earth. Four paws held fast to the world, for they would be faster than the preferable two - As fast as the wind, she who teased his dark hair and sharp wit.
.free-a25 .ooc {font-style:italic;} .free-a25 .wc {text-transform: uppercase; font-weight:bold; font-style:normal;} .free-a25 p {padding:0px 20px 5px 20px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .free-a25 b {color:#4e5362; letter-spacing:-.2px;} .free-a25 {font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; text-align: justify; margin:0px auto; margin:5px auto; width:475px;} .free-a25 .inner{background-color:#d2c9c0; background-image:url(http://anna.sleepyglow.net/images/gifts/free-a25.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 150px 0px; border:0px solid #fff; width:475px; border-radius:10px; -moz-border-radius:10px; -webkit-border-radius:10px; margin:0 auto;} </style>[/html] - Eris Eternity - 05-05-2011 [html] Word Count → 390 Oops nvm long posts. :\ Leaving, leaving, leaving -- the thought pounded in her head and sang in her blood, lifting her steps with carefree and outright joy once she'd cleared the more dangerous area of the caves. Their proximity to the edge of Anathema's territory was good, she thought -- for her, anyway. Easily defensible as they were, she might have preferred them smack in the middle of their large territory. The earth itself could not be moved, however, and she did not disagree with the choice of holding their backs to the ocean. It was a respectable stance, and one she rather hoped to emulate. Her Optime hand reached behind her neck and loosened the the spiral necklace's cord. The gris-gris was always loose enough that it did not require adjustment when she shifted. Neither were noisy accompaniments and the hybrid was glad for that. She fell forward awkwardly onto her hands as she shifted, halting her movement for a moment and stretching her neck, shaking her thick fur out. It did not displease her to shift, but she preferred the dexterity of her Optime hands in most instances. Still, this form was unbeatable for running -- the heavier Secui hardly had a use, in Eris's eyes. The hybrid, epigamic regardless of form, slid through the night quickly, her movements graceful and light in running despite the size of her Lupus form. Her gait was perhaps the most coyote thing about her; for her appearance, she ought to have had the heavier lope of a wolf. The sable canine kept a wide berth from Inferni as always. She was not so pleased that they would be neighbors, but she did not think they posed a threat. If her family was to pursue her, they would have already. Eris herself had no desire to associate with them, whether amiably or maliciously. Indifference suited her just fine. She found his scent after some time and followed it, decreasing her gait as the foliage thickened. Spring had brought with it the thick tangle of undergrowth again, the very same that had been present upon her arrival in Inferni. Had it been a year? The thoughts were cut short as she approached, darting her head earthward and her ears backward in apology but offering no verbal explanation for her lateness. Caution was needed -- he understood that. .eris-bones {font-family:'times new roman', times, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height:18px; letter-spacing:0px; word-spacing:2px; text-align: left; padding:0px; margin:0px auto; width:500px;} .eris-bones .inner {background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/SkPwo.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 0px 0px;} .eris-bones .ooc {font-style:italic; font-size:11px; text-align:justify; margin:0px auto; padding:5px 0px; width:500px; font-family:tahoma, geneva, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .eris-bones .ooc p {padding:0px;margin:0px; text-indent:10px; } .eris-bones .tagline {font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:14px; text-transform:uppercase; text-align:center; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/UzSoX.png); background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position:top center; height:36px; } .eris-bones .wc {text-transform: uppercase; font-weight:bold; font-style:normal;} .eris-bones p {text-indent: 45px; margin:0px; padding:8px 15px;} .eris-bones b { letter-spacing:-.05em;} .eris-bones u {text-decoration: none; border-bottom:1px dotted #000000; font-style:italic; font-variantmall-caps;} </style> [/html] - Sirius Revlis - 05-05-2011 [html] Word Count » -- :: haha, oh sie <3 slight pp, am sorry :x At last the forest rewarded his vigilance, and Eris bloomed from the deep shadows. Her sable pelt was thick and handsome, but unlike her bulky form might suggest, the woman's step was light, almost silent. Had he taught her that, on such hunting trips? A sharp crocodile smile, familiar to those who pleased him, rewarded the Fae for her appearance.
.free-a25 .ooc {font-style:italic;} .free-a25 .wc {text-transform: uppercase; font-weight:bold; font-style:normal;} .free-a25 p {padding:0px 20px 5px 20px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .free-a25 b {color:#4e5362; letter-spacing:-.2px;} .free-a25 {font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; text-align: justify; margin:0px auto; margin:5px auto; width:475px;} .free-a25 .inner{background-color:#d2c9c0; background-image:url(http://anna.sleepyglow.net/images/gifts/free-a25.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 150px 0px; border:0px solid #fff; width:475px; border-radius:10px; -moz-border-radius:10px; -webkit-border-radius:10px; margin:0 auto;} </style>[/html] - Eris Eternity - 05-07-2011 [html] Word Count » 420 my road to hell is surely paved
She kept her head down as he circled around her, though her eyes followed the wavering flag of his raised tail surreptitiously, flickering down as he passed out of her peripheral. There had never been a question in the hybrid's mind who the leader of the pair was; though she sometimes managed to strike at it with the occasional banter, she was not so self-absorbed and vain as to fail to recognize truer intelligence than her own, more strength than her own, more skill than her own. Sirius would best her in nearly every arena, she thought, and there was no reason to seek leadership when there was a more qualified individual, one she held respect for and, in their strange and distant way, blood. The hybrid woman could not contain a shiver of excitement as his muzzle rubbed against hers, and she pushed back against him, whisking her lowered tail from side to side. It was not tucked in the position of abject submission, but rather held at an easy position beneath his, sure of her own place. Eris enjoyed structure, it seemed, and the sable hybrid found herself a companion in Sirius. With that, they were off, sliding easily through the darkness and seeming to be a piece of it, even. They picked their way over the thorns, and the sable hybrid peered around, chartreuse eyes wide with interest. The crack and creak of bone beside her caused her to turn and glance at Sirius, shifting in tune with him without much of a thought. Her own process was sloppy and ill-thought out, finding little ability within herself to control the shift. She had never bothered; it was rarely awkward enough to cause her trouble. She stood beside him, and despite their disparity in size, the coal woman's head was still held lower than his, unwilling to raise it to full height in his presence. Whether or not they already lived here, the hierarchy was clear in the woman's mind. He spoke and introduced her to the land, slicing his claws through the bark of a nearby tree in their first marking, and the hybrid raised her eyebrows and her lips in a grin. Eris pranced forward in a move fit for a callithump, her tail sweeping back and forth in wide strokes of enjoyment, her feet lifting off the ground while her arms wavered in excitement. “Perfect,” she said. Though still uncomfortable with the distance from Inferni, she did not think the coyotes would disrespect their border. .eris-road2hell {font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', palatino, georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height:20px; letter-spacing:.5px; word-spacing:2px; text-align: left; margin:0px 25px; padding:0px 0px 5px 0px; margin:5px auto; width:500px; } .eris-road2hell .inner {background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/smrcM.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; } .eris-road2hell .ooc {font-family:verdana, geneva, sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:justify; margin:5px auto; width:500px;} .eris-road2hell .wc {text-transform: uppercase; font-weight:bold; font-style:normal;} .eris-road2hell .tagline {font-family:'Over the Rainbow', arial, serif; font-size:18px; padding:55px 15px 13px 0px; text-align:right;} .eris-road2hell p {text-indent: 25px; margin:0px; padding:5px 10px;} .eris-road2hell .inner .tagline + p {text-indent:0px;} .eris-road2hell .inner .tagline + p:first-letter{ display:block; margin:5px; float:left; font-size:60px;} .eris-road2hell b {letter-spacing:1px; letter-spacing:-.05em;} .eris-road2hell u {text-decoration: none; border-bottom:1px dotted #000000; font-style:italic; font-variantmall-caps;} </style> [/html] - Sirius Revlis - 05-07-2011 [html] Word Count » -- :: huminahumina She held an air of submission, the rarely subdued charcoal woman. She had accepted him as her leader long before this cold hard dawn, but their relationship would always remain firm in spite of ranking and arguments. Apart from Naniko, Eris was the male's only true family - He had accepted her beyond blood, into the place of all redemption within his cold ribcage.
.free-a25 .ooc {font-style:italic;} .free-a25 .wc {text-transform: uppercase; font-weight:bold; font-style:normal;} .free-a25 p {padding:0px 20px 5px 20px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .free-a25 b {color:#4e5362; letter-spacing:-.2px;} .free-a25 {font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; text-align: justify; margin:0px auto; margin:5px auto; width:475px;} .free-a25 .inner{background-color:#d2c9c0; background-image:url(http://anna.sleepyglow.net/images/gifts/free-a25.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 150px 0px; border:0px solid #fff; width:475px; border-radius:10px; -moz-border-radius:10px; -webkit-border-radius:10px; margin:0 auto;} </style>[/html] - Eris Eternity - 05-07-2011 [html] Word Count » 345 my road to hell is surely paved
The hybrid rarely stopped to question relationships; they unfolded and were as they were, and she did not dedicate thought to them. The odd, distant blood between herself and Sirius that made them closer family than her immediate half-siblings in her mind, her strange balance with Ouija, somewhere between friendship and outright sexuality in her mind -- these things were not given much thought to even when her mind was not occupied. The one she thought of most, perhaps as expected, was Larkspur. The awkwardness of their relationship bothered her the most, as she spent time with him. She did not find him intelligent and the awkwardness in their interactions stuck in her mind the most. She felt she did not truly know him, and though she loved her children, she questioned whether she loved him. It seemed expected of them; they had children together. Maybe it was simply social pressure keeping them together, even. These thoughts were far from her head as she reveled in this place, not entirely unfamiliar to her but still rife with unexplored nooks and crannies, secret places they would steadily uncover in the coming months. She looked to Sirius at the bark, though her eyes did not meet his any longer, and quickly stalked back toward him, peering down at what he held in his hand with interest, bright and pleased with the appearance of the spiny weed along their borders. He spoke, and she simply nodded her approval, gazing to his palm and moving to pluck the thing from his hand carefully. When she removed it, she saw the drop of blood there, and her free hand without the clutched thistle moved beneath his, and pushed it up toward her muzzle, gingerly licking the blood away from Sirius's padded palm. Her teeth showed in another grin, and she removed her hand from his slowly, not allowing for his hand to simply drop away. “I like it. It's Italian? What does it mean?” she asked, assuming it would be -- it did not sound like a word she knew. .eris-road2hell {font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', palatino, georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height:20px; letter-spacing:.5px; word-spacing:2px; text-align: left; margin:0px 25px; padding:0px 0px 5px 0px; margin:5px auto; width:500px; } .eris-road2hell .inner {background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/smrcM.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; } .eris-road2hell .ooc {font-family:verdana, geneva, sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:justify; margin:5px auto; width:500px;} .eris-road2hell .wc {text-transform: uppercase; font-weight:bold; font-style:normal;} .eris-road2hell .tagline {font-family:'Over the Rainbow', arial, serif; font-size:18px; padding:55px 15px 13px 0px; text-align:right;} .eris-road2hell p {text-indent: 25px; margin:0px; padding:5px 10px;} .eris-road2hell .inner .tagline + p {text-indent:0px;} .eris-road2hell .inner .tagline + p:first-letter{ display:block; margin:5px; float:left; font-size:60px;} .eris-road2hell b {letter-spacing:1px; letter-spacing:-.05em;} .eris-road2hell u {text-decoration: none; border-bottom:1px dotted #000000; font-style:italic; font-variantmall-caps;} </style> [/html] - Sirius Revlis - 05-07-2011 [html] Word Count » -- :: <3 She held a sweet interest in his actions, and in the prickled bud he revealed to her. Eris had lost much to the world they knew, and yet she was a resilient creature, as hardy and adaptable as the weed he had named the New land for. Eyes appraised her, the chemical green filled with a cool approval to the feel of her tongue rasping along the miniscule wound, lapping up the small bead of life fluid there.
.free-a25 .ooc {font-style:italic;} .free-a25 .wc {text-transform: uppercase; font-weight:bold; font-style:normal;} .free-a25 p {padding:0px 20px 5px 20px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .free-a25 b {color:#4e5362; letter-spacing:-.2px;} .free-a25 {font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; text-align: justify; margin:0px auto; margin:5px auto; width:475px;} .free-a25 .inner{background-color:#d2c9c0; background-image:url(http://anna.sleepyglow.net/images/gifts/free-a25.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 150px 0px; border:0px solid #fff; width:475px; border-radius:10px; -moz-border-radius:10px; -webkit-border-radius:10px; margin:0 auto;} </style>[/html] - Eris Eternity - 05-11-2011 [html] Word Count » 307 eri creepin on yo siri my road to hell is surely paved
She might have figured out the meaning of the word from the context clues; however, Eris was not at all inclined toward foreign language. Had she any desire to learn any language, she might have picked up Spanish in Eterne -- however, she hadn't bothered, and she still did not quite grasp anything of the language outside the sparsest, most scant phrase. Salvia's babbling was utterly beyond her, as was Molcaxitl's. The hybrid was lucky to have at least figured the word to be Italian from Sirius's knowledge of the language -- the meaning needed to be revealed to her. “I do like it,” she said, finding little else to add for her agreement.Her chartreuse eyes followed the swell of his shoulder, the curve of his neck, but never did she meet his eyes directly. In the periphery of her vision, she could see his apple-shaded eyes there, glittering intelligent and calculating as always, never dull or confused as she had seen them. A slow smile spread across her face, and her eyes dropped once again to the ground as he instructed her, nodding her agreement. It would be a quiet way to reveal to them all that the time had come. Quickly, she turned from him and bent to the earth, leaning forward in such a way that his eyes might catch hold of her and appreciate her form rather than the simpler (and easier) way of simply kneeling on the earth. Her thick optime hair, unkempt and uncut for some months now, fell around her head and obscured parts of it, though she brushed it back and behind her head and shoulders so it did not catch in the barbs of the thistle. Her own gaze occasionally turned back to him furtively, both observing him as well as whether he was looking at her. .eris-road2hell {font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', palatino, georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height:20px; letter-spacing:.5px; word-spacing:2px; text-align: left; margin:0px 25px; padding:0px 0px 5px 0px; margin:5px auto; width:500px; } .eris-road2hell .inner {background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/smrcM.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; } .eris-road2hell .ooc {font-family:verdana, geneva, sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:justify; margin:5px auto; width:500px;} .eris-road2hell .wc {text-transform: uppercase; font-weight:bold; font-style:normal;} .eris-road2hell .tagline {font-family:'Over the Rainbow', arial, serif; font-size:18px; padding:55px 15px 13px 0px; text-align:right;} .eris-road2hell p {text-indent: 25px; margin:0px; padding:5px 10px;} .eris-road2hell .inner .tagline + p {text-indent:0px;} .eris-road2hell .inner .tagline + p:first-letter{ display:block; margin:5px; float:left; font-size:60px;} .eris-road2hell b {letter-spacing:1px; letter-spacing:-.05em;} .eris-road2hell u {text-decoration: none; border-bottom:1px dotted #000000; font-style:italic; font-variantmall-caps;} </style> [/html] - Sirius Revlis - 05-11-2011 [html] Word Count » -- :: <3 The woman had many skills, and languages were not one of them. Sirius accepted this, as he had accepted the charcoal shaman fully - Her life was meant for luxury and power. While he held her tight to the pedestal of leadership they intended to take, Eris would never require the skill of speaking another language. There would be those who, at her beck and whim, could do such a thing for her.
.free-a25 .ooc {font-style:italic;} .free-a25 .wc {text-transform: uppercase; font-weight:bold; font-style:normal;} .free-a25 p {padding:0px 20px 5px 20px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .free-a25 b {color:#4e5362; letter-spacing:-.2px;} .free-a25 {font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; text-align: justify; margin:0px auto; margin:5px auto; width:475px;} .free-a25 .inner{background-color:#d2c9c0; background-image:url(http://anna.sleepyglow.net/images/gifts/free-a25.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 150px 0px; border:0px solid #fff; width:475px; border-radius:10px; -moz-border-radius:10px; -webkit-border-radius:10px; margin:0 auto;} </style>[/html] |