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- Agani de'Luah - 10-24-2008 [html]This thread *IS* backdated, to before whenever Agani found Tayui. I'll find the exact dates for whoever shows up. Your turn, you'd rather leave than live and learn. That's why, you want an end, and so do I. This time, I believe I'll leave it all behind. Tongue tied from all the little things, and they're the reason that I scream: I need you probably as bad as I need another hole in the head-[/html] - Festivity - 10-25-2008 [html] I'm in need of a few backdated threads myself, as it were. Hope you don't mind me crashing the party, as they say?
The autumn evening was damp and chilly, causing the thin-pelted canine to don a thick cloak woven from Scottish wool. The fabric was dark crimson in hue and contrasted starkly with her copper-sable-and-cream coloration. Valrian had consented to brave the weather this evening as well, and his brilliant alabaster plumage was easily visible from where he sat huddled close to Festivity's neck under the wide, floppy hood. Well, consented might be a stretch in terminology, as the original plan had been to be back to the city before sunset, which was now some hours past. The mynah had complained -- and would continue to complain -- about the weather since it started patchily raining midday, but his hybrid companion didn't mind the wetness so much. The garb made it easy to ignore and the water droplets turned the fall foliage into a gallery of glittering enchantment, like some fairy-realm from one of her more far-fetched tales. - Agani de'Luah - 10-27-2008 [html]No problem =D Was I just stepped on?! was the first thought that ran through Agani's mind, as he tried to blink the stars from his vision and uncurl himself from the foetal position his body had instinctively gained. The voice in his head laughed hysterically at him, giving no answer, as he shook his head and propped himself up on his elbows, trying to find the person the foot that had recently made contact with his stomach was attached to.[/html] - Festivity - 11-19-2008 [html] The white-winged bird Valrian took to the nearest treetop when his mistress stumbled. His unhelpful chatter did not aide the situation, and Festivity found herself lacking comprehension for a moment or two. Between tripping over someone and then not receiving the reply she expected to hear, reality took its time sinking in. "Oh," she said, scrambling to compose her usual quota of social grace, "I am sorry. Are you alright?" The African hybrid faced the wolf while she spoke, hoping her words were readable. Being a non-native speaker - although a very fluent one - she had no idea if the lip movements would be the same. Unbidden, she recalled traders in remote areas using signs to speak with one another when they had no mutual tongue between them. Festivity wondered if the other lupine knew how to talk with his hands; not that she would understand - sign language was one she hadn't learned. "My name is Festivity." Well, now that she was here and making a fool out of herself, she might as well plunge in feet first. Social by nature, she had never been able to resist meeting a new face. - Agani de'Luah - 12-13-2008 [html] Sorry. Are you all right? Was what he read from her face, and he nodded quite pleasently, pulling himself into a sitting position to better converse with her. Although logically, he wasn't really conversing.[/html] |