Posted by Sammael on November 16, 2008, 12:41 am, in reply to "houses of the holy -- Sammael"24.116.11.190 As he wandered alone for the first time in this strange land, he could not help but wonder what on earth his sister was up to. He could only hope for the teacher that got her as a student. She would certainly give them hell, he was certain. Luckily for his teacher that would not be the case. He was the calmer of the two. The more delicate. The more considerate. How he missed her then. The curtness of her attitude. The almost abrasive nature of her comments. She was his and would always be. But the young black stallion with pumpkin colored eyes was looking for someone. And his mind began to put that in the foreground as he made his way through the academy. He couldn't help but feel like everything was alright here. It wasn't long before he spotted a waiting stallion. There was something about the way he watched the other horses that made Sammael feel drawn to him. He stopped once he reached the other stallion. "Hello there. I couldn't help but notice you seemed like you were waiting for someone. I am Sammael." Little did he know he had made one lucky guess. (ooc: lol feels familiar XD. and so does this - what color is he??? x.x lol. i want to say...chestnut???) Message Thread: houses of the holy -- Sammael - Kemush November 12, 2008, 9:20 pm and the forgotten - Sammael November 16, 2008, 12:41 am « Back to thread
As he wandered alone for the first time in this strange land, he could not help but wonder what on earth his sister was up to. He could only hope for the teacher that got her as a student. She would certainly give them hell, he was certain. Luckily for his teacher that would not be the case. He was the calmer of the two. The more delicate. The more considerate. How he missed her then. The curtness of her attitude. The almost abrasive nature of her comments. She was his and would always be. But the young black stallion with pumpkin colored eyes was looking for someone. And his mind began to put that in the foreground as he made his way through the academy. He couldn't help but feel like everything was alright here. It wasn't long before he spotted a waiting stallion. There was something about the way he watched the other horses that made Sammael feel drawn to him. He stopped once he reached the other stallion. "Hello there. I couldn't help but notice you seemed like you were waiting for someone. I am Sammael." Little did he know he had made one lucky guess. (ooc: lol feels familiar XD. and so does this - what color is he??? x.x lol. i want to say...chestnut???)
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