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- Barrett - 07-21-2011 [html]
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Sage did not frequent the Shiloh Hills, but roamed there today in search of new landmarks to catch her eye. She had not grown tired of her Cours des Miracles haunts, certainly not, but today she had not seen a soul. Desperately seeking attention outside of her home, Sage had wandered atop Lennon, leaving smoke trails wherever she roamed. The tall, thick trees were sparse here, and she could navigate easily across the wide grassy range. The ochre Optio had chosen to dismount here, sliding easily off of the stallion's bare back onto the soft ground. With a few soft words in Low speech and some loving pats on the neck. With a simple gesture, she released him to graze freely and as she tossed the charred remains of a roach back to the earth, she dug in her leather satchel to retrieve another. Raising it to her lips, she lost herself in the beauty of the scene, the smoke adding a lovely level of intensity to the experience. Lilted, reddened eyes stared down into the small valley atop the knoll, noting with vague, hazy surprise that she was no longer alone. Pleased with this fact, she grinned, hoping that he would be friendly company. He waved to her from the distance, and her brows raised with surprise, large ears perking up, her tail wagging once excitedly. This was just what she'd hoped for-- the pleasant company of someone else. Someone that wasn't family-- by blood or Inferni. Someone that wasn't constantly negating her hard-working efforts. Anyone outside of Inferni. Sage heaved a heavy, relieved sigh, and beamed in return as he approached her, giving a quick, happy wave in return. #282
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Dark thoughts of her home were immediately dashed; he was instantly charming, and she was drawn in, as he had been. Perhaps she should have been wary, but instead she offered a mirthful laugh at his playful banter; she did like being doted upon, after all. Black-lined lips peeled back to reveal a toothy, seductive grin, eyelids half-hiding gold. Well hey there to you, too, handsome, she replied brightly, inclining her head to him gently before raising the joint to her lips and inhaling. "Did I now?" she breathed out in response, small plumes of smoke accompanying each word. "Well, I suppose that's quite impressive, hmm?" With another playful laugh she tossed the dying roach to the ground before retrieving another, fresh joint from her bag. Moving closer to him, nimble fingers lifted the freshly rolled, tightly packed joint to his nose, tempting him to sniff. You're sure it wasn't this that drew you out, charming Mister? she asked quietly, coyly, tail swaying pleasantly behind her. Sage knew that the scent of marijauna-- especially her own personal variety-- was often stronger (and perhaps more alluring) than her own scent. But that didn't mean she wouldn't use that smell to her advantage; the scent was attached to the effect of the drug, which heightened senses-- and often libido. Occasionally, the earthen princess would pay special attention to such cues. #wowsupershort
<style>#jn-freebie03 {width:500px; margin:0px auto;font-family:Arial, sans-serif;} #jn-freebie03.ooc {text-align:right;font-size:11px;padding:0px;} #jn-freebie03.table {background-color:#fabd92;border:1px solid #ffffff;outline:1px solid #000000;color:#361e1a;text-align:justify;font-size:13px;padding:5px 0px 170px 0px;background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/HYzm0.png);background-position:bottom left;background-repeat:no-repeat;line-height:15px;letter-spacing:-1px;word-spacing:1px;} #jn-freebie03.table p {text-indent:40px;padding:5px 15px 0px;} #jn-freebie03.table p:first-letter {font-size:23px;font-weight:normal;color:#000000;font-family: 'Meddon', cursive;} #jn-freebie03.table b {color:#d0dc22;letter-spacing:.5px;word-spacing:1px;text-shadow:1px 1px 1px #444444;} #jn-freebie03.table b:before {content:open-quote;} #jn-freebie03.table b:after {content:close-quote;} #jn-freebie03.words {font-size:10px;text-align:right;padding:0px;} </style> [/html] - Barrett - 07-26-2011 [html] <style type="text/css"> .barrett-zen {margin:0 auto; border:0; padding: 0px 0px 0px 0px; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#000000; text-align:justify;} .barrett-zen b {font-weight:bold; color:#000000; font-family:georgia,serif; font-size:11px;} .barrett-zen p {text-indent:35px; padding:0px 0px; margin:0px;} .barrett-zen .ooc {border-bottom:1px dotted #000000; font-size:10px; line-height:11px;} .barrett-zen .ooc .wc{opacity:0.25;filter: alpha(opacity=25) ;} </style> [/html] - Sage River Lykoi - 07-26-2011 [html] bahahaha. yes, she is so hardcore like that. xD
Again, she bowed her head humbly at his comments of beauty. Certainly she knew she must be fairly attractive, as much of her family was, but the young girl often felt that her looks were overshadowed by much of her family. Her gaze flew away for a moment, finding her mottled stallion's form to reassure herself of his presence. Then, turning back, she took his hand softly in her own; his large, chocolate hand was much more rough than her own, and her curious fingers lingered there for a moment. With a chuckle as her eyes found his, she beamed a natural, wide grin. Oh, but Barry... you should see the flowers that it makes! This particular strand produced buds of such a unique color, it was hard for her to describe. The buds were absolutely vibrant, brighter than any other plant she'd owned; searing orange tendrils covered it, but bright spots of purple lay just beneath. It had been... simply beautiful. Snapping back to her senses as recovered from a near daydream, the girl laughed again, waving a hand in a similar dismissive gesture. Sage River Lykoi, dashing Dreamer. You can call me Sage, if you find it easier, she purred airily, bewitching grin returning to her lips as she held the joint out to him in offering. Well, would you like to try it, then? she asked, head tilting to watch him curiously, one large ear twitching. Oh! she exclaimed, digging into her purse once again, Here! From the bag she retrieved an old, beaten, and nearly empty lighter; it was metal, and may have once been bright green in color, but the paint had chipped so badly you could hardly tell. Nevertheless, she presented it proudly and held it out for him to use, as well. Smoking on the hilltops has always been a favorite of mine, she commented in a light breath, golden eyes staring out at the landscape in admiration. Oh, how she longed for places like this in Inferni. Nothing really compared, in her mind. It was a sad thought, so she pushed it a way in favor of the current, happy company. #wowsupershort
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Sage hadn't noticed the small creature crawling about her company's fur, for she had been too busy admiring the dark wolf's physique. Maybe it was only because coyotes were always outnumbered, but the petite Lykoi had found herself increasingly attracted the larger of the two species. Amber eyes grazed over him slowly and without embarrassment before his voice broke the temporary spell and she blinked. The innuendo was lost on the girl-- there was still much naivete in her--, but she smiled brightly nonetheless, nodding then fervently to his suggestion. You grow, too? she asked excitedly, gentle voice rising prettily. Sage's eyes were wide, amazed to be meeting another grower besides herself and her family; of course she would have to taste his own! Oh, that would be splendid! The prospect of trading goods (especially when it came to that tasty herb) excited her, and it showed; smoking new strains was entirely thrilling to the tanned Optio. Each high was different, complex, and interesting. She would never turn down the opportunity for a fresh taste. Barry accepted her offer and took a generous hit from the joint; Sage nodded in encouragement, grinning coyly. This strain had particularly gentle smoke, but the active chemical ran strong in it's leaves, a truly potent plant. It hadn't occurred to her that the weed may have been too strong for him; he seemed eager enough to accept it, either way. But after maybe half of the joint, she knew that he would be drifting. He sat, and she followed eagerly, sliding gently to the soft grassy earth with ease, her body folding up beside his with her legs folded beneath her. The handsome wolf had turned his sunflower gaze to Lennon, and her ears perked up as he was mentioned. Oh! she exclaimed, catching the stallion's attention and gesturing for him to come nearer. That's Lennon, she introduced softly as the pastel Gypsy Vanner trotted slowly over to them. He stopped some feet away, as if used to being shown off, and continued to graze lazily on the lush turf. The Crimson Dreams man mentioned a name, but she hardly caught it before he scooped something off of himself and extended cupped hands towards her. Unsure, she glanced up a him warily, but he appeared nothing but honestly eager, and so she peered inside cautiously. Inside she saw a strange sight; was it a snail? She couldn't be sure, but it's spiral pattern glowed a bright, gorgeous green, casting a strange light on the rough pads of his hands. Wow! That's-- ...how does it do that?! she asked, amazed, moving her head about to try to catch the best view of the eerily beautiful creature. The sun would be going down soon; then, she could see it's colors even more brightly. #467
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He lived in Halifax? Her face fell into a gentle "o" before she caught herself, shaking her head with a laugh. I'd love to check it out; I've never known anyone that lived there. Sage loved traveling to that crumbling, half-city; there were treasures to be found there. But it was dangerous, too, so she never stayed for too long. But if he had a home there... She cleared her throat softly, feeling the heat rise in her cheeks as she glanced away from him to the sunset that began to paint the sky. She took a deep breath as a cool breeze blew up the valley, appreciating this air for it's lack of the ashen, mildew and sulphur scent that pervaded Inferni. A grin crawled over her black-lined lips at the mention of paint. No, horses don't like paint, Sage said matter-of-factly, but she couldn't stifle a giggle, remembering the time she had actually tried to paint her own pony. She had been younger, then, but it had been so appealing; a bright green pony! What she had ended with was a brightly colored mess that stuck to the pair's hair and fur for weeks. She never tried that again. The coyote felt the gaze of the wolf as the man peeked at her, and turned her head slowly to smile at him. It sure sounded like he had a great set-up, back in Halifax. With a heavy puff on the joint, she passed it back to him, breathing out messy rings of smoke. She'd never been able to make the perfectly. You're making Halifax sound better and better, Barry, she crooned as she leaned back on her elbows with a cheshire grin, propping up at a perfect angle to watch the sun and her handsome companion together. We've a show to watch, she muttered softly with a nod to the skyline as the oranges and pinks of the hiding sun brightened and bloomed simply magnificently. #467
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Sage was charmed, and interested beyond reason in the dark and handsome wolf that sat beside her. Was it luck or fate that had drawn them together? It wasn't often that she found anyone that she might name a true friend, or anything even close to that. Golden eyes appraised him with a smile, pupils flickering to follow the trails of smoke rising above his shaggy head. She gave a sweet, gentle nod at his invitation. I'll be sure to do that, she accepted softly, eyes squinting slightly with the spread of her grin. You can expect me soon, then. His charms knew no bounds, and if her fur had been paler he may have seen her blush. Sometimes, she could still be swept away. You're sweet, she said, taking the joint back and inhaling deeply, body flowing to the ground like silk beside him. Rolling onto her side, she opted for a more comfortable position, and rested her head softly on his chest. She curled there contentedly, a free hand roaming the thick fur along his chest and stomach gingerly. Her eyes watched the sunset, but she was thinking on other things. #--
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