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Posted: Thu May 30, 2013 6:28 pm
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Some days, Sal came across something entirely interesting, and on those days he was more or less okay to stand in the distance and merely watch the events unfold as they did, not bothering to interrupt out of fear of ruining the 'candid magic'. Today was one of those days, and from a distance he watched a familiar form pace like an angry caged animal. He had seen the rut before, at least in passing...but had never seen the cause of it until now, and as eager as he was to confirm his suspicions, he stayed back long enough to try and figure out why it was being done.
The longer he waited, the less answers he came up with, which was simply no fun.
"My my, if you keep that up sweetling, you will walk a hole straight through Halloween!" He called out casually as he strode calmly towards her. "Why worry your feet to bone?" Not that he was one to talk - his feet were actually bones, but it seemed like a good question at the time.
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Posted: Thu May 30, 2013 7:05 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 10:38 am
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"I imagine they were the first people to offer to take us in." Salbei could see her rage; then again, the little Filly wasn't the most adept at hiding how she really felt. A little firecracker, this one. "Here, where we can be together and regroup, is better than the alternative, as unfortunate as our current lot is." A thin, pale hand appeared from the folds of his robes, settling on her shoulder in a gesture that had meant to be reassuring.
"We will, little filly. But we are weak right now, we have to regroup, and while we wait we must pretend. When we are ready again, when our strength is back...they will suffer." Sal's voice had dropped, keeping the conversation between the two of them. He was just as angry as she was; he wanted to skin them while they were still alive. The difference was, he was a patient man, and had long ago learned restraint and patience.
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Posted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 12:22 pm
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At his low words, rich with so much promise, her snarl shifted into a predatory smile. She nodded, eagerly. "Yessss. And then." The thought made a hot, rich glee rise in her, and she welcomed it - it was better than being angry all the time. Of course, it made her impatient to get on with it already, but with Salbei and Mahir to temper her, to teach her and remind her of patience, of the long, cold joy in anticipation and solid planning... if she had them, she could wait.
Just barely.
"Thank you," she muttered. "Always... always so angry. For months." And the anger was still there. Maybe it was going to be a part of her forever. But it was kind of nice to feel something other than completely furious - and helpless - all the time.
"What now? Your lair?" she asked, because lingering on her own emotional state wasn't going to be a thing.
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Posted: Tue Jul 23, 2013 7:55 am
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Posted: Tue Sep 03, 2013 9:34 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 26, 2013 2:55 pm
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"You are more than welcome to stay with me, little warrior." To his credit, he had stopped calling her Little Lady for the time being, but who knew how long that would last. "I have a tent for myself and Na'ima that has room if you would like..." He was sure the hissing girl would recall his dear apprentice. "But I have a small yard, if you would prefer to try and burrow on your own." It was a sincere offer, and one he never hesitated in giving.
"Though...If you would like help, I have been...acquiring...some contacts in halloween. Perhaps they can help us make an underground home for you." He had gotten way too used to living in the tent above ground, sadly.
"But, ah...your Prize?" He questioned, the various trinkets in his hair clinking as he tilted his head quizzically.
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