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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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 Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 4:38 pm
Eros could be intimidating when he wanted to be.
And he knew Pothos could be intimidated.
"Pothos," stated Eros, eerily calm. "Your wings are fanned unnaturally. I know you're trying to hide something." He came a bit closer to his younger brother, almost pushing him down with the way he loomed over the blue Erote. Something in his eyes seemed dark and shadowed, all sense of humour totally gone from his typically mischievous or playful expression.
It was time for the angry father version of Eros to take over.
There was one thing for sure: never stab his daughter with arrows.
Ever.
"She is one of our own! You would do the honorable thing and let me speak to her, would you not, Pothos?" Eros' smile was almost a sneer. It was quite possible he was playing it up to get Pothos out of the way--or to make him wet his cloths, that was always funny--but he might have been legitimately rather angry.
Poor Aglaia.
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 4:39 pm
"Fortissimo?" he asked with an intrigued rise of his brow. "How Magnifico! That's an absolutely stunning name for such an alluring lady!"
"Well, seeing as this is a rather elegant party, perhaps you can charm me with a dance?" he asked, waving an arm out to the dance floor.
"I'm guessing that there are musicians in your family?" he asked then looked around. He brought a finger to his lips and tapped it there a moment. "Though with a nick-name like Mama Blues..." his eyes narrowed as if he was searching for the right words. Then it appeared that he had it as he grinned and nodded, rocking on his heels a bit. "Forgive me if I'm a bit forward in assuming this, but that would make you a singer, am I right?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 4:42 pm
Alma watched him take the hat off his head, her eyes glued to the item she currently coveted. "I have never seen one like that either." Her momma had a mask but she had never seen someone wear a hat thing on their head.
She heard every word he said, but it was when he pretty much spelled it out for her that she realized he'd let her have it. Moving her hands from behind her back, she clasps her blue hands together and batted her eyes at him. "Please, please, pleeeease may I try it on, just for a moment?" Already she could see herself wearing it, playing with the tassel. That was almost as good as having a tail..kinda.
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 4:42 pm
 Friase smiled as she leaned into Zoran's arm, happy to be with him again. She had asked him here...No...He had asked her here? Who asked who here again? Why were they here oh well. That didn't matter. What mattered was they were together right? She hoped. Did he even like her like that? Friase thought about this. They had been together through some stuff after all. Was this...A date? She wasn't too sure. Oh but first! " I made some bread and brought some jam as a gift!" She rummaged through her picnic basket, putting out a jar of jam. "Do you think the hostess will like it? I mean it's home ground but it's nothing fancy..." Fraise blinked as she saw an arrow fly by them. What in the world....
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 4:43 pm
With a bit of tears in his eyes, Hyd smiled softly at Bert. "Oh you are a life saver you are! I think we should get out of here... it's crazy..." he said, enjoying the calming sensation of his hair being pulled back and draped down his back. She smiled, wanting to just stay snuggled into his new friends chest for a while, hidden under the table.
That.. that wasn't weird right?
"I wonder if its safe?" he said curiously, leaning over to lift up the able cloth, only to have an arrow fly straight at him and jab him in the shoulder. His gaze lingered a moment after he had been shot, a purple figure in his sights. A strange sensation washed over him as he turned and blinked at Bert. "On second thought... excuse me... I have to go show this pae a thing or two." he said laughing as he crawled out from under the table and made his way over to Kasmai.
"Excuse me..." he said softly, tapping Kasmai on the shoulder. "But have you seen my hair? It's rather gorgeous." he said, flicking his head to show off his beautiful mane before turning around to showcase his equally beautiful matching tail.
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 4:50 pm
When she asked he pretended to think hard about it, eyeing the hybrid as if to see if she was worthy of wearing his hat. It was all for show of course. "For a moment, I do not see the harm." Making a youngin smile was instantly making the whole confusing party a little less horrifying. Taking his fez in both hands, the bow-tied pae held it out for her to take. "I haven't even caught your name yet. I am Beau. A pleasure to meet your acquaintance."
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 4:50 pm
Bert watched for a moment in silence and couldn't help but nod in agreement. It was getting downright insane in this place. Wasn't this supposed to be an engagement party?
"Perhaps we should. I'd hate for one of us to-" he trailed off, watching as Hyd leaned forward. From his angle, he didn't see Hyd get pinged with an arrow, so his face skewed at the bizarre turn-around Hyd seemed to display.
He blinked, watching as Hyd started to-... "Hey! Wait!" Bert reached forward to pull him back, but withdrew a hand full of air. What was he doing?! Showing off? What... in the world was going on here?!
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 4:50 pm
Amasis She doesn't talk so well. sweatdrop and has the emotional quotient of a 2 year-old.
So maybe he didn't really taste like fish. But that's a detail Dagen was willing to overlook. If she wasn't so hungry and eager to devour this Naiad whole, she might have noticed she wasn't actually trying to eat him. She may have gnawed a little on his shoulder, but it was a love bite than the "Ima eatchuu" feeling she wanted to have. Fish was her favorite afterall.
Mostly, she just slobbered all over him.
Wait. She recognized this hungry feeling. It wasn't for food. She pulled her face off his chest and scowled. Warslik. Never again. She growled and swung a fist to try and hit him in the shoulder, but not as hard as she hit Warslik or her sister. Those punches were reserved for those she loved. But this fish... "Dummy. You taste good. NO! I didna say dat. What you doin' to me?" She narrowed her eyes, accusingly. He was casting his magic juju or something on her. Had to be it. She doesn't like any Pae that much. But oh my gosh she needed this fish real bad.
She tried to punch his arm again.
Then tried to gnaw on him some more.
"Stupid." she mumbled.
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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 4:52 pm
Voluptas had to admit, she could get used to mortals telling her how beautiful and gorgeous she was. The woman was almost preening as Prisma complimented her again and again, moving in such a way so she could just amplify how gorgeous she was. Her curves looked larger, her hair shined in the light, and her wings fluttered ever so lightly...
Spoons? She had heard of makeup tips using spoons! "Oh, are spoons how you get your eyes so beautiful?" cooed Voluptas, voice warm as she looked the other over. "I have seen people make their eyes pop with the proper application of makeup with spoons... Oh, but you are gorgeous even without the makeup! How have we not met before?"
She certainly should get all the attention...
Okay, so she could see why Himeros liked all this attention.
A lot.
Especially from people so utterly gorgeous as Prisma was. Her head, unlike Prisma's, was not full of air, and her mind was probably already spinning long before the other's was. ... Especially now that her father flew off.
"You have such lovely wings," gushed Voluptas.
Fea Line Poor Prisma is broken XD Voluptas might be too.
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 4:55 pm
He had forgotten she could turn them back into cookies, that they were originally meant to be eaten. Somehow the thought saddened him but then again... they were cookies. Though it would seem that he had pulled her away with much more force than he realized.
When she collided with him, his hands went instantly to her waists to catch her and slow her momentum. He had failed, naturally but... her hips... her body so close to his.... and then it was gone...
Rubbing his hand through his mane as she pulled away to decrease the awkwardness, he eyed the two new males at the party. Coughing awkwardly at first, he glanced back down at her to shake his head. "No....no I saw two lovely ladies at first. Then arrows...and now males." he said suspiciously, slightly standing in front of her to hopefully stop any more flying arrows. "Not sure what kind of crazy parties you all throw here, but this is nothing like my home town... I am quite confused... and concerned..." he said, blinking at her. He was hoping for a nice quiet time.. .maybe a nice dance.
"I hope it is temporary... I do not fancy becoming.... female..." he blushed.
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 4:55 pm
Alma gave out a squee and jumped in place for a moment with a huge smile. She only stopped her jumping for joy when he held out the hat. Reaching out she acted every bit like she was being handed a treasure. Carefully she held it with both hands before lifting it up and plopping it on her head. It was a tad big for her but she didn't mind in the least.
One hand kept it steady and the other flicked the tassel to see it move. Laughing with such joy, she almost missed the male introduce himself, She'd forgotten her manners, again! "Nice to meet you, Beau, I am Alma and delighted to meet you!" That was extra polite to make up for being rude. Maybe it would counter the Alma-sense?
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 5:07 pm
The realization that Volputas was the daughter of a god was beyond Prisma. At the moment, all her brain could register was that this woman was FAB-U-LOUS. And that she wanted the harpy girl.
But the babe....
but the feathers....
.... the beauty...
Beaky!
Bodacious!
BIRDIE!!!!
Prisma's eyes went wide and blank for quite a while as her inner nothings fought against each other in nothingness extremely before she managed to pop back into reality.
WAIT. SHE USED SPOONS FOR HER EYES TOO?!?
"Sppooooooooooooooooooons for your eyes, why did I not think of this extremely?!??! I use them for my hair! Oh but now I must try them for my eyes! Can you even wear spoons on your eyes? You are much more pretty pretty than me yes yes extremely. You shiney shine shine like a thousand sparkles, and sparkles are amazing, so you must be doubley amazerazing!!! Why haven't we met beforey for for for Missy pretty pretty beautiful lady lady... what is your name?" she spewed on and on a bit, pondering now throwing out the hairware she had saved from her island trip with Mister Lisandru Sir.
CLEARLY FEATHERS BEAKY BIRDY BABY DID NOT LIKE SPOONS!
Maybe the arrows instead? Oh but where did she leave them?
"Pretty pretty gorgeous lady, do you have any arrows?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 5:07 pm
Aglaia heard the shouting from Eros, visibly wincing each time he spoke. And poor Pothos.
She spread a few feathers and peeked out at her brother. Why was he so mad at her? Other siblings were getting hit. Heck, she herself was hit. She chanced a glance towards her hero. Wow, she was adored by so many Pae'il.
Right. Eros.
She let her brother have control of his wings back, and she crouched behind him, looking at Eros with the biggest puppydog eyes she could muster. "I have never shot an arrow before today. I don't know how to aim. I didn't do any harm, just ... she thinks that faerie is beautiful." She rambled a bit, but still pleaded for forgiveness. "I'm sorry, I will try not to..." the meekness and fear crept back into her psyche from her ordeal last year when Eris scolded her for doing wrong and she lowered her head and put her hands over her ears, staying crouched down. Her little pink wings shook, vibrating a couple of loose feathers out to glide to the floor. "I'm sorry," she squeaked.Teigra Keeping you in the quotes cuz Himeros is still standing there.
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 5:08 pm
 "Pops stop it pops stop it POPS STOP IT!" Enki raised his voice as his father messed with his homemade suit and hair. This was embrassing-NO NOT THE THUMB LICK CLEANING OF THE FACE! "Pooooppppsss! It's ok I'm a big boy! I can look after myself!" It felt weird being here without Nama beside him. First year since they had met and were gifted with their two beautiful children. But Nama was off on his important journey. Thaddeus couldn't get Namaqua to say what it was about but it was clearly important to him. So Thaddeus didn't complain when he left, though he missed him every day.
And here was their boy. Their little beautiful boy, here, with his lady friend. Thaddeus couldn't help but smile as he made sure Enki looked perfect. Both their children grew up so fast.
"As long as you live under our rough you're still my little boy." Thaddeus smiled as he fixed a bit of Enki's hair that was loose.Enki fussed and pulled away. "Ok ok ok! I'm perfect now! Come on Pops, last thing I want is for Zecora to see you doting over me." Like on cue Enki turned around when he said her name, his eyes scanning the crowed for her. "I'm sure she won't care. Either way, you'll do fine. Stop being so nervous. And here." Thaddeus trusted a bouquet of flowers at his son. "You were so wound up you forgot these." Thaddeus smiled to his boy."Thanks pops." Enki fidgeted with the flowers for a moment before letting out a sigh. Spirits please don't let him mess this up.
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 5:09 pm
In an over dramatic way he raised his eyebrows and made an approving murmur as he nodded. "Just as I thought. That hat still looks good. Though it'll look even better when you're a little bigger." He had a soft spot for children, and Alma's childish mannerisms were no less than adorable. "Perhaps you can help me out here Alma. You see, I stumbled upon here by happenstance. The pure racket of the festivities lured me, so I'm at a loss as to what exactly is taking place. Is this a birthday party or some bizarre ritual as I have not missed pae inexplicably turn from one gender to the next?"
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