a bouquet of bruises

Skoll Haskel · 06-30-2012, 12:23 AM

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The prince wanted to smack himself for sounding like he did; her dark ears all but vanished into her cropped mane at his tone. He held the tip of his tongue between his teeth and watched instead for her reaction to the flowers, catching some movement behind her as her fluffy tail wagged. He pushed his hair out of his eyes as she studied the shabby bouquet before making a suggestion.

Oh, is that your horse? Skoll asked, but it became obvious enough. He managed to giggle as she put the flowers in the dark stallion's mane, which looked ridiculous but in a fun way. Even Hwin seemed amused, her snorts taking on an almost mocking note as she watched the great horse twist around and try to eat his decorations. He looks beautiful, the boy remarked, a toothy grin brightening his face, and his green eyes landed on the girl again.

When Adelle admitted she'd forgotten weapons, the sergeant frowned and looked at the ground, clasping his hands behind his back. Well, we can...uhh... spar still, y'know? He looked up, pushed his hair out of his eyes, and held up clawed hands. Right, hand-to-hand combat and kicking and biting and all that good stuff. His tone grew more cheerful and assured when he talked about fighting, even though he wasn't very good at it still.

He continued blabbering. Or like, we don't have to fight at all, really. We could just talk. I don't know that much about you. His expression grew sheepish. Um, or -- or we can do both! For each good hit you get in, you get to ask a question about me, and the other way around! It'll be a game. His green eyes brightened.

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