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- Eclipse Soulstorm - 07-18-2012 [html] WC: 336 OOC: Yeah ummm Robert is in big trouble, forgot to say she is wearing a yellow sundress of sorts, but it does go past her knees, but nice and thin, and her heat is lightly noticeable, but she has her head on her at least . As always has purple scarf, but she left her bow at home. Doesn't hunt in town Dated July 19 She had returned the afternoon the day before to find out that the ship had been there for three days... she had missed their homecoming and felt horrible about it, but no matter how bad she felt she and the horses all slept well that night. Even her normal nightmares did not plague her.... tonight however... well after Colibri asked about having her own children, well she found herself staying up, not sure what to think. She then thought about Rob and then remembered she had gotten him those books. Getting up from bed she checked the night, as usual in this stark summer night there were no clouds. Hurrying down her own stairs and out into the moonlit streets of Thornbury she hurried to Roberts’ home. Finding a good place to climb, she expertly climbed up the side of the house. She was grinning to herself, thinking of his reaction to her up on the roof. Then she couldn’t remember which window was his. If she got the wrong one the Alpha would be terribly angry at her, but …. maybe it was worth it. She had nothing to hide, she was only going to show Robert the stars. As quietly as she could she carefully walked over the rooftop with a handful of pebbles she had gotten from the ground below and picked a window hoping it was the right one, and getting the best angle she couldf she threw the first pebble, knocking at the window and spoke “Psst, Robert!” She threw the next one and spoke again. She continued this for a while in hopes the man would hear her. She was feeling quite adventurous today and of course Robert was the one she would have as a guinea pig. He would enjoy himself once he could see the stars and all their glory. She at least knew the names of the constellations and could chat about that with him... hopefully if this was the right room. .freetable1 b {font-weight:bold; color:#fff;} .freetable1 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;} .freetable1 {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#7BB675; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/AeAfO.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #1F571A; -moz-border-radius: 15px; border-radius: 15px; padding: 130px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#3B7835; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Robert Frost Collins - 07-18-2012 [html] (412)[/html] - Eclipse Soulstorm - 07-18-2012 [html] WC: 304 OOC: She was starting to think that it was an empty window and she was about to find a new one when she saw the head of the man she was trying to coax out and she couldn’t help but smile and wave. Yes his reaction was just as she thought it would be and she giggled. The giddiness of the moment and the reaction just gave her a slight high that no drug could give you, nor even alcohol. “It’s not THAT late out, probably two hours after sunset. It’s the best time to see the stars. Come on, grab those books and come up here.” She said with a happy grin on her face, and made herself comfortable. It really was a good spot to see the stars. The trees were nearby but none loomed over this house and it was nice. She would wait for Robert and if he tried to go back to sleep. “I’ll keep throwing rocks at your window if you don’t and keep you up ALL night! You really don’t want to hear me sing.” She said. She gave him a wicked grin letting him know this was most definitely not a threat. She’d probably even tell the whole truth to Skye who would... well probably yell at Eclipse and make her go home of course, but it would be worth it all in the long run. Eclipse thought as she stared up, now ignoring Robert visually but listened for his every move. She would know exactly what he was doing... well unless he closed his window. She crossed her legs and being a “woman” she made sure her dress lay flat on her so he didn’t see under them when he came up, that was if he didn’t need help. .freetable1 b {font-weight:bold; color:#fff;} .freetable1 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;} .freetable1 {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#7BB675; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/AeAfO.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #1F571A; -moz-border-radius: 15px; border-radius: 15px; padding: 130px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#3B7835; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Robert Frost Collins - 07-18-2012 [html] (461)[/html] - Eclipse Soulstorm - 07-19-2012 [html] WC: 354 OOC: Bwahahaha “I surely hope you don’t wanna risk it, i may make you and your mother go deaf!” She said at his comment on her singing, which was actually as bad as she said it was, though she doubtedit really would make anyone deaf. Then she heard the words she wanted to and listened as he shuffled through his room and soon came out to clamber up, not so noiselessly as she did, onto the roof. She was already sitting up now making sure he wouldn’t fall but making it look like she was waiting impatiently. He was her friend after all. She didn’t know how much she had missed him since he went on that voyage, teasing him wasn’t the same when he was gone after all. ”Well, look up, and you can see the wonders of the night sky. I’m sure the moon will be light enough for you to read, but not too bright to see most of the stars.” She pointed up, then, lay down on the roof again, searching through the skies for the few constilations that were brightest of all, like the big dipper, and even the little one. She knew with a special glass one could see the stars closer as well as better but she didn’t mind looking through her own eyes at the skies above, so big, so powerfully immense and wonder what it was like up there where the stars were. “I watched the stars with my mom once, but it was inside because of that snowstorm, we had to look out the window, but she made it special, showing me how to connect them to make constellations” Her voice was not say, but had a twist to it as she remembered the cold February night after the big snow storm hit, just sitting there bored with her mother until she made a game with the gir, in a way teaching her about the stars and how they all somehow connected. It was one of the few things she had with her mom. .freetable1 b {font-weight:bold; color:#fff;} .freetable1 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;} .freetable1 {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#7BB675; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/AeAfO.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #1F571A; -moz-border-radius: 15px; border-radius: 15px; padding: 130px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#3B7835; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Robert Frost Collins - 07-23-2012 [html] (443)[/html] - Eclipse Soulstorm - 07-24-2012 [html] WC: 450 OOC: SQUEEEEE She heard his words and couldn’t help but laugh a little before she replied to him; “Of course being deaf is bad!” Then she looked at him straight in the face when he gave his next comment and could see the sly smile on his face and wished she had some kind of mud pie she could throw at him. She rolled her eyes but smiled back and let him win this round. Just this once. She looked back up at the sky with out a word as he moved his way up next to her and rummaged through his belongings; “Well i sure as heck couldn’t have sat on MY roof and got you there without waking the whole of the town now could I?” Not to mention her roof was a bit taller and harder to get up, and no doubt he would have really freaked out with its long slant and all. Her words were not made to sound offensive, but just as playful as his own words as he pulled out one of the books; “And far too late to go to the nearest clearing, I’m sure you’d love to do it on the road? Can’t see as much anyway not with the buildings!” She sat on one of her elbows as her attention turned to his book he held open. She flipped through it once or twice before giving it to him, but felt he should have the privilege of looking at it as a whole. She paused when he asked if she missed her, and she sat all the way up, but her head turned back up to the heavens; “Yes... I do, I miss her very much. She disappeared after my father... well they both left.” She looked down ashamed, not sure how he would react to such a strange thing. She knew about his mother but heard next to nothing about his father and wasn’t sure if she should. SHe was quiet though after that and looked into his book. When he exclaimed he found one she looked for the name and then saw the constellation and then looked up at the sky. It took her a few moments and she peeked up a bit and pointed; “I do too! Does it say anything else about it? I know my mother told me stories of the Ursa major and minor as well as the draco one.” She said excitedly, looking to see if she could find them, noting they both were there and one of the easier ones to see she didn’t even need the book to remember which ones they were. .freetable1 b {font-weight:bold; color:#fff;} .freetable1 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;} .freetable1 {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#7BB675; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/AeAfO.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #1F571A; -moz-border-radius: 15px; border-radius: 15px; padding: 130px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#3B7835; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Robert Frost Collins - 07-27-2012 [html] (426)[/html] - Eclipse Soulstorm - 07-27-2012 [html] WC: 411 OOC: Sillyyyy “But if you can’t hear you won’t be able to listen to the song of the birds, or hear your family talking to you, I mean if you can’t hear you can’t talk really can you? You’d be forced to write anything you thought down. I think that is a terrible thing to have to endure. It’s next to not seeing, a thing i don’t want to wish on anyone even my enemies.” She argued, though she was ready to drop it at any time now. She did feel strongly that it was some kind of punishment to whoever it happened to though. She was glad he was placated by her comment and nodded almost sagely, as though she always had good points. She also noted his quiet as well, usually others would absolutely try to comfort her, and feel sorry for her, or pity her but he didn’t. She smiled at him for this. She wasn’t one to flaunt her sad story just to get an oh i’m so sorry from someone who’s fault it wasn’t. She settled herself comfortably again, letting her limbs loosen as they tightened with agitation at the bad memory. She sighed sadly, there were no books that held stories of the stars anymore it seemed and she wondered how her mother found the stories she told Eclipse. She had to wrack her brain to remember them, it had been over a year since she heard the tales her mother told her; “Well it’s been a bit long but from what I remember, the story went, that there was a woman who was to bear a god’s child, and when she did the gods wife got jealous and turned her into a bear. The woman saw her son one day and she was greeting him, but because she was a bear, he thought she was going to attack him so he tried to attack her first, but the god came and turned him into a bear as well, and then sent the both of them into the sky where they would be safe from his jealous wife.” She said and then looked back up a little, now feeling the story was pretty stupid now that she remembered it. She had been told it was really only a story but there was always something behind such stories. She didn’t know what was behind this one. Perhaps she was still too young. .freetable1 b {font-weight:bold; color:#fff;} .freetable1 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;} .freetable1 {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#7BB675; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/AeAfO.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #1F571A; -moz-border-radius: 15px; border-radius: 15px; padding: 130px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#3B7835; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Robert Frost Collins - 07-28-2012 [html] (315)[/html] - Eclipse Soulstorm - 07-28-2012 [html] WC: OOC: She gave a noncommittal shrug. She thought both were horrible things to happen to a wolf, and couldn’t even imagine being born that way or having both set upon her. That made her shudder a little and want to stop the whole conversation. So all she did was nod again. She always treasured all of her senses. They were what made her who she was. Just thinking about it made her even more aware and a smile creeped up on her face as she smoothed out her dress before laying back down herself, in the same way Robert did. His question made her giggle, in fact many of them were about lovers and jealousy and it was interesting as she tried to remember all the stories but she shook her head as the one about draco was not at all about love in any sense; “Well the draco one, from what I remember, the dragon was of a hundred heads and he guarded a sacred golden apple. A goddess told I suppose he would be a part god or a normal human or whatever they were, my mom never explained and then names... they are so difficult to remember, well she sent him to get the apple and he did, he played a song to the dragon and he fell asleep. I guess the goddess was pleased and then for some reason I can’t remember put the dragon into the sky. I don’t know it’s all a bit fuzzy.” She said wishing she could remember, if she wanted to she could make stuff up, but Robert seemed a man of fact, and though these tales were entirely made of fiction they were of a myth of very long ago. She turned to him with a quirk of a brow, looking at his features as they stared into the sky, and couldn’t help but think about how it complimented him.. and she started telling herself off, she’d not jump all over him like she did with Aro and she spoke suddenly; “What stars stor... .Umm i mean... You have um... you said you read about the stars yourself, what have you read about them?” She asked curiously, as well to hide what little embarrassment she had, though her eyes did not leave him. She was a stubborn woman who would not let her embarrassment show too much and she had to challenge herself, this was a challenge to her. Keeping her own thoughts to herself, the heat scent was nearly gone but she could tell it was there, and wondered if Robert was just too young to care or didn’t like the scent at all, but that was something she would keep to herself as she tried to figure the odd man out. .freetable1 b {font-weight:bold; color:#fff;} .freetable1 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;} .freetable1 {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#7BB675; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/AeAfO.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #1F571A; -moz-border-radius: 15px; border-radius: 15px; padding: 130px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#3B7835; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Robert Frost Collins - 07-31-2012 [html] (454)[/html] - Eclipse Soulstorm - 08-01-2012 [html] WC: 327 OOC: Bawww poor Robert, I think this thread may be shorter than the others but no less fun!! “Both ideas are good ones, but honestly I think they are all made up anyway so we can make up reasons why. Some stories like this have morals but not all of them.” she said. She remembered aesops tales that was read to her once upon a time ago, but it had nothing to do with the stars and she wouldn’t try to recie thoughs. He spoke and his speech seemed to get better and better as he continued on and she just listened to him and looked back up at the blinking lights; “The sun is a star? How can that be? It’s so bright!” She sounded incredulous. He asked her what she thought and she could only shrug; “My mom taught me they were not gods, but they were something strange, something no one could really make of anything. I just found them as... unreachable.” She was beginning to feel drowsy, knowing time went by pretty quick with another by her, talking and exchanging tales. She was smart but it seemed her knowledge limited itself and she didkn’t know everything, especially what was up in the sky. .freetable1 b {font-weight:bold; color:#fff;} .freetable1 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;} .freetable1 {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#7BB675; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/AeAfO.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #1F571A; -moz-border-radius: 15px; border-radius: 15px; padding: 130px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#3B7835; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Robert Frost Collins - 08-01-2012 [html] (405)[/html] |