Posted by Sammael on February 11, 2009, 6:38 pm, in reply to "sammael, a continuation;"24.116.11.190 Poor Atticus, always getter a bad rap. She was really quite lovely when given the chance. Or rather she could be quite lovely when she decided it was a good time. Sammael knew this and that is why he loved her. He was not much for violence, then again he had his own strange tendencies so I suppose that is why he just doesn't judge. Her frowned slightly as she said he couldn't really know her. She had seemed so familiar. Her features were like he had already seen them before. But she would be right of course and he didn't doubt her. He nodded in response. He supposed he was ready. What was needed to be ready? Should he have already had some element? She he have been more active in his home? (Well that one is a given.) Should he have spent more time away from Atticus? Then again that wasn't going to change anyway so I am not sure why that would matter. Even though he would never know she wished to sift through his thoughts, he would be happy to know she didn't. He didn't really like the thought of such an intrusive action, then again he would be in that predicament someday. Hopefully. He didn't really know what to say about himself. And he wasn't really sure what he sought. It was all new to him and yet he paid no particular attention to any one part. "I suppose you should now about my sister, Atticus." She already did to some degree, but that was really all there was about him. "We have different mothers you see...but our fathers are the same. Her mother died though..." A bit of information he had never told her actually. "And mine took her as her own. We were raised as twins. As far as she is concerned, and frankly me for the most part, we are twins." Yes, the trickery of secrets at its finest. "I have been here for a while, but preferred to spend my time wandering with her. So in actual appearance I haven't been around much. Then again I suppose I was around long enough to be attacked by the elements in Ni'Srilan." It was a distant memory now as they had only been foals at the time. "I am not really sure if I am seeking anything. I know I need to try and stay active in the desert. Not drift as I sometimes feel necessary. I suppose I don't know enough to seek anything else." He nearly shrugged as he finished speaking. Was he really easier than his sister? There was no outward aggression, that is true. But was he really any less difficult? Message Thread: sammael, a continuation; - ap kaspara; February 11, 2009, 3:07 pm as always - Sammael February 11, 2009, 6:38 pm very true. - ap kaspara; February 12, 2009, 12:44 pm i need a default subject - Sammael February 12, 2009, 9:10 pm « Back to thread
Poor Atticus, always getter a bad rap. She was really quite lovely when given the chance. Or rather she could be quite lovely when she decided it was a good time. Sammael knew this and that is why he loved her. He was not much for violence, then again he had his own strange tendencies so I suppose that is why he just doesn't judge. Her frowned slightly as she said he couldn't really know her. She had seemed so familiar. Her features were like he had already seen them before. But she would be right of course and he didn't doubt her. He nodded in response. He supposed he was ready. What was needed to be ready? Should he have already had some element? She he have been more active in his home? (Well that one is a given.) Should he have spent more time away from Atticus? Then again that wasn't going to change anyway so I am not sure why that would matter. Even though he would never know she wished to sift through his thoughts, he would be happy to know she didn't. He didn't really like the thought of such an intrusive action, then again he would be in that predicament someday. Hopefully. He didn't really know what to say about himself. And he wasn't really sure what he sought. It was all new to him and yet he paid no particular attention to any one part. "I suppose you should now about my sister, Atticus." She already did to some degree, but that was really all there was about him. "We have different mothers you see...but our fathers are the same. Her mother died though..." A bit of information he had never told her actually. "And mine took her as her own. We were raised as twins. As far as she is concerned, and frankly me for the most part, we are twins." Yes, the trickery of secrets at its finest. "I have been here for a while, but preferred to spend my time wandering with her. So in actual appearance I haven't been around much. Then again I suppose I was around long enough to be attacked by the elements in Ni'Srilan." It was a distant memory now as they had only been foals at the time. "I am not really sure if I am seeking anything. I know I need to try and stay active in the desert. Not drift as I sometimes feel necessary. I suppose I don't know enough to seek anything else." He nearly shrugged as he finished speaking. Was he really easier than his sister? There was no outward aggression, that is true. But was he really any less difficult?
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