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Posted by LYCORIS on January 31, 2009, 4:02 am, in reply to "you put those words in my mouth then"
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Her air suddenly became more apparent. Lycoris had kicked her element out of the way, because it wanted to writher and run from the fire, but in a rushing motion, it comes back to her. It creeps inside her, and in warning begin to pull her pink, white, red, locks of hair. Her lips upturn, and body writhers unhappily towards him, hooves digging into the earth, that her air was beginning to better, to get her attention, because they had a bit more knowledge about the stability of fire horses if they got worked up. Also being air and all, running was the preferred option.
Words bubble and trouble up her mouth to reply to his rotting comment, but then he’s angry. The speckled mare is defensive, as defensive as she can get with her mane and tail being pulled away by her air. Amber eyes gleam, with a reflection of his fire but Lycoris does not budge, until the words sink in. He didn’t want to be friends? The rage leaves Lycoris in a blink, as he roars with his fire and words, and the only thing to get her out of the way is the wind. The holds on her hair, tug her backwards as red and oranges lick towards her, and she ends up sprawling onto the ground.
There was a tingling on her nose. A strange quiet was left after her lanky body hits the ground, and the fire is left as smoke steaming from Voraer’s mouth. Feverishly, ribbons of air are leaping through her mane, and tail. It only takes her a minute though, to stand, wrinkling her nose until it hurts. This was quickly, as it was raw and red and crisp. A smell was burning in her sensitive nostrils and it made her nauseous. Her forelock had also been singed away, but otherwise Lycoris was in tact. She was however, staring at Voraer, and anything normal would have trouble comprehending why she wasn’t crying. Lycoris looked awfully close to it, amber eyes dark, swaying on the spot, but she didn’t. There wasn’t a smile on her face, and looking sick she responds, and ash spills from her mouth. “I’m sorry for making you angry. I just want to be your friend,” And so Lycoris will start again from square one. Because she loves, she want to love everyone, and she wants them to accept it, even if her entire face gets singed off. Heck, she could start a crispy club with Joh.
LYCORIS!
AIR I <3 SCHOLAR <3 ANDARIN
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