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Posted by LYCORIS on January 25, 2009, 5:49 am
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He had hurt her! All she was doing was try and help. What seemed like madness, that her trying to care for him at induced made her speechless and baffled, and hurt her feelings, a lot! A takes a fair amount to hurt Lycoris’s feelings that much, but that worked. Still dumfounded by the shock, and the rejection of her care, she watched him go. Smacked away by the smell of Bargirl, or whatever his name was. His smell lingered in the air of Andarin and her open gawking face turned into a frown, a relatively bratty one that pressed at her speckled lips. It’s then she decides the only thing to do is to confront him about it.
Lycoris can be quite the clever lass, as demonstrated by the following. No idiot would avoid Desreál, to go the long way round to the desert. Although she had never been there she could smell it directly on that side of Desreál. Well not directly, but close. One would assume all the foliage dies out and then there’s a bit of no-mans land, and then BAM Ni’Srilan. So she plots to confront him in Desreál.
Leaping into action, Andarin is like the inside of her eyelids, and she’s able to get to Desreál much before them. Her guiding fast winds, it would ensure her cross sectioning them. And heck, any chance she missed, she was willing to go to the barren desert. It was bothering her. But she finds him in Desreál.
Her wind shudders at their fire as they strolled together, but she ignored it, slowing down, not relying on its currents and ribbons now. Although it braids through her tail in fear of fire wraith, and for the first time in a very long while there’s an upside down smile on her lean face. “what was that about!?” Lycoris practically hollers, storming towards him, an interesting sight. She is a small malnutrition mare, stamping towards a bronze warrior. But her amber eyes are lit with something different now. “I was just tyring to help!” Lycoris lets out a yelp, snapping her tail, irritated. “Didn’t you get taught any manners!? You Shouldn’t just push someway away like that? What about ‘please’, and ‘thank you’? It’s all fine to call others silly little names, but to recoil at their touch…” Suddenly she was less angry, and resembling somewhat of a child on the brink of fears. As she spoke she had been stepping forwards and shoving herself up against him roughly, but now, she leaned backwards, with her greying speckled lips trembling, “Well it hurt my feelings!”
LYCORIS!
AIR I <3 SCHOLAR <3 ANDARIN
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