What could you do? [PRP Omicronand sapphrion Kanny]

[Jackariah Beckett]

This rp is between my two Soquili Omicron Persei and Sapphrion Kanny




My teepee can be found here.  

[Jackariah Beckett]

sapphrion snoozed slightly as he stood in the warmth of the sun. A strand of his hair tickling his ear as the breeze blew through it softly. His brows furrowed slightly as he turned his head to face the wind, hoping it would blow his hair away from his face. There, that was better. He relaxed his face again, taking a deep breath of the summer air.

Today was such a calm day, and he loved it. He could think peacefully, remembering the pouty mare he had met the week before. Her velvety blue skin shimmering with water as she had come to retrieve the frog he had saved. She had been an odd one. Who had ever heard of befriending a frog? He gave a little shrug to himself, guessing that if someone is lonesome enough they would try and find friends any where.

His muzzle twitched with the beginning of a smile as he remembered her face lighting up at the site of the frog safe once more. He would try to find her again. If she was in need of friends that badly, he could sacrifice his time enough to at least keep her company a little bit.

It was during that train of thought when there was a loud crash. After which yelling began. A rumble of deep, gruff, growls built in his throat as he knew exactly what had happened, even with his eyes closed. Or what he imagined what had happened. It was that damn childish stallion arguing with his familiar again. Sapphrion's eyes fluttered open as he scanned the area for the troublesome pair. And their they were, fighting and yelling over that stupid toy his familiar owned. Sapphrion snarled as he walked over, convinced on telling them to shut their mouths or he would shut it for them.  

[Jackariah Beckett]

Omicron sighed loudly. Today was as boring as a summer day could get. No rain to run through, no lightning to dodge, and no new comers to try and recruit as his minions. Yes, today seemed like it would never end. He raised his head to try and gauge how long he had till the day was over. He had never really been good at that sort of thing, but it seemed like the sun was just about in the middle of the sky. He gave another bored groan.

It was then his rolling eyes laid upon the one mini of the herd. Omicrons lip peeled up slightly as he scoffed. Look at him, all peaceful and quiet. What made him so special that he could enjoy the day? He was so small, he wasn't good for any thing.

Opicrons peeled back lip twitched as it turned to a smile, almost wicked like if his expressions could ever be described so. That useless mini had had enough rest. It was about time Omicron caused a little trouble. Sapphrion could yell and turn red as much as he wanted, Omicron wasn't afraid.

Omicron looked around, trying to think what he could possibly do to start a ruckus. Xylence was laying near by, the toy spaceship next to him. Ahhh, he could do two things at once. He could get the ship, ever guarded by his annoying familiar, and disturb Sapphrion at the same time.

Omicron sneaked up quietly on the green goat. Reaching his neck out to try and grab the toy he yearned for. When suddenly Xylence bopped him hard on the nose with his cloven hoof. Pain shot through his nose as he forgot the reason for him being load. He yowled in pain as he cursed his smiling familiar.  

[Jackariah Beckett]

sapph stomped over to the bigger stallion. His leg fur almost standing on end. His worlds were so deeply snarled they were hard to understand "Listen, foal, if you don't shut yer trap, I will SHUT it for you!" His yellow eyes piercing Omicron with a glare he hoped would make the other listen and heed his words. He hated getting violent, but this foalish creature always seemed to be able to push him to his breaking point.

He saw Omicron smile slightly as he looked down, Sapphrion's tail hair now stood on end. The stupid stallion thought he was better than him, he could see it in his face. Not to mention he was often told by the glittering stallion that his size mad him worthless. It was the last straw. Sapph was in no mood to take gruff from this youngster today.

Saffrion reared on his back hooves and bit into a ibg bite of Omicron's hair. Tugging down and to the side, he was able to catch the stallion unaware and bring him down.  

[Jackariah Beckett]

Omicron rubbed his poor soar nose with his leg. Some day he would get the better of Xylance and take that toy from him. It fit him better anyways! He was the one how was an alien. Or at least part alien since he was convinced he had some alien ancestor. And someday his ancestors would come for him. They would help him take over and rule everyone, he'd show them all, he was going to be someone. Omicron glared at the green goat, he would be the first to learn there was more to him then just some silly stallion with hopeless dreams.

He noticed Xylence look behind him and turned just in time to see the annoying mini stomp up to him. It was then Omicron remembered the original reason for his try for the toy. It was to ruin Saphhrion's day, and it had obviously worked. Omicron smiled slyly down at the mini. Maybe now he wouldn't just stand there being all pompous with his patience. Though he never showed any patience when it came to him. Omicron humphed at this. He'd show that mini he was somebody too. Some day he would show them all.

Suddenly a tug on his hair pulled him out of his thoughts and onto the ground. The earth spinning around him as pain shot through his head and back as it hit the ground. He blinked a few times to clear the blur from his eyes. Buzzing in his ears, and he realized the mini was yelling at him again.

Omicron's eyes teared up slightly. He had only wanted to ruin Sapphrion's day. He didn't have to get so violent. Omicron lifted his head from the grass and sat up, glaring at the mini. Suddenly the minis expression changed and Omicron noticed the wetness on his cheeks. His cheeks grew hot, he wondered how the moisture didn't just sizzle off. "D-don't get the wrong idea! I-I'm not CRYING!" Omicron sniffed, making sure nothing ran from his nose. "This... this is just dew from the grass." He glared at the mini, barely having to tilt his head up to look at him in the face, almost daring him to say otherwise.  

[Jackariah Beckett]

Sapph steadied his stance. Moving to a natural standing position from the stance he had used to tug this foal to the ground. He was ready to start yelling at the stallion even more when he saw the tears in his eyes. He hadn't meant to really hurt the young stallion, just maybe knock some sense into him. His face grew soft with worry.

And yet, when the foal started to scream, Sapph's face grew tought once more. It seemed the ground hadn't knocked any sense into him at all. He was still the loud mouth he had always been. “Oh shut up! There was no rain last night and you know it. Take responsibility for your actions for once, damnit. If you're going to cry about something, then admit it.” He stared the foal in the eyes, grimacing that even on the ground, he had to admit the foal wasn't much shorter than he was tall.

“Stop being such a child. You're practically a young adult now. When are you going to stop fooling around and act like it?” Sapphrion would never admit it himself, but sometimes he felt he had some sort of duty to this stallion. He knew his father had left him before he could even pop from his basket. He had only joined this herd to give his poor mother a break sometimes. He could only imagine the stress it was to try and raise three children. Especially when one happened to be a problem child. He knew someone would have to teach this young buck how to be a man, and he hated the thought that part of the responsibility could be his.  

[Jackariah Beckett]

Omicron glared at the mini. “You're the liar!” He stood up quickly, angry that this mini had called him out on his lie. “And who are you to try and tell me what to do? You're just some mini with stupid leg hair!” He wiped his face and grinned down at the mini. He had felt so smart with that comment, there was no way the mini could ever think of something back to say. “Its not like you're my dad or any thing. Mama just leaves me here when she takes my sisters to the mountains anyways. “

Omicron gave a humph and turned his back to Sapph. Where had that goat gone with his toy space ship? He had gotten bored of arguing with this stupid mini. Who was he to say what he should and shouldn't do? He was just a stupid runt.  

[Jackariah Beckett]

Sapphrion fumed now. Of course he knew he wasn't this young stallions father. If he had been, he sure as hell knew the colt would have more manners than this. It was absurd, being called a liar from someone who obviously hardly knew the meaning of a lie. He grit his teeth and talked through them, trying not to lay a hoof on him. “No, I am not your father. I don't even claim responsibility to watch over you when you are a guest in this herd. But obviously, no one else wants to.” He tried to take a deep breath to calm down. As soon as he did, he saw the colt turn hide and ignore him. How rude could this colt even get! To ignore someone who was talking to you.

“I am TALKING to you, Omicron! It is polite to look someone in the eyes when they talk to you. NOT to turn hide and run.” Sapphrion bit onto the young colts tail and pulled, he was not getting away without learning something today. Even if what he learned was that some minis were not to be messed with.  

[Jackariah Beckett]

Omicron spotted the goat and took a few steps toward him before he felt another sharp pain. This time, the pain had come from his rump. When he turned his head to see the cause of the pain, Omicron saw Sapph with a huge tuft of hair sticking out of his mouth. If the pain wasn't so bad, Omicron probably would have laughed. Instead, he settled for more yelling. “What are you doing with my tail? YOU'RE GUNNA BREAK IT! LET GO!”

Quicker than Sapphrion thought possible, Omicron curled his body to attack the mini. He tackled him full force, hard enough to make the mini let go as he tried to catch his breath. The small colt had knocked the wind out of him. Omicron grinned as he saw the mini gasp for air. Now would be his chance to get revenge. “See how you like it, old man.” And grabbed a tuft of Sapphrions mane in his mouth, pulling back as he held the mini down.  

[Jackariah Beckett]

Sapphrion's lips curled upwards as he saw the pain on the foal's face. It wasn't enough to make him feel guilty this time, but his temper was starting to rise anyways. He hardly ever had the ability to hold back more than pure rage. He had never cared what others thought of him, as they had always been quick to judge him on his size. His mind floated slightly towards the blue velvety skin of his recent meeting and was able to find some sort of calm. She had been the only one to think highly of him on their first meeting.

He gripped onto the calmness as much as he could before letting go of the tail. He opened his mouth to try and give some advice to the colt. Advice he was sure would be ignored when suddenly he was on the ground and wheezing, trying desperately to bring back any of the air the colt had knocked out of him. His eyes became sharp, calmness wiped from his mind as he laid eyes on the young foal who had tackled him. "You dare tackle me?" his mind raced, trying to think of what he could do next that wouldn't cripple him for life. Maybe the best course of action today would be a lesson in fighting.  

[Jackariah Beckett]

Omicron's eyes widened slightly as he stared down at the mini. He didn't have much respect for the orange stallion with oddly piercing eyes, but he also hadn't wanted to hurt anyone too badly. Seeing the geezer lay there, his sides heaving had the color draining from his sparkles slightly. That is, until he saw the glint in the glare that was sent his way. He tried to square his jaw as the mini acted offended to find himself on the ground. "Maybe that'll teach you not to go around with part of me in your mouth! Think twice next time you old goat before you do that again. I wont always be this small."
 

[Jackariah Beckett]

Ahhhh, so the youngling was feeling big for his britches, was he? Sapphrion was now 100% sure the young colt could do with a bit of teaching of some manners. Even if the form of learning manners came in Sapphrion teaching him some of his fighting moves. "Listen here you little devil." Sapphrion got to his feet and felt all hooves connect firmly with the ground as he steadied his stance. "I have never once, and never will be some goat you can push around. Heck, even your own goat wont listen to you." He took a quick glance at Omicron's goat familiar lounging under a tree. He paid no mind to the orange mini yelling at Omicron as he played with his toy spaceship. Sapphrion smirked as he noticed Omicron's attention went to the goat under the tree. He might have felt sorry about the look that crossed Omicrons face if he hadn't been so angry at this point. Sapphrion's muscles tensed and released quickly, bolting under the foals body and rearing. Causing the foal to go flying through the air and land a little bit away. The goat merely pausing to see him land, judge no severe damage had been done, and continue to play. "Lesson one, kid" He said, using the term of a small goat as a little joke to himself. "Never take your eyes off an opponent. If you want to see your last day come when its meant to that is and not earlier."  

[Jackariah Beckett]

It was Omicron's turn to wheeze now. His neck in pain from it lashing backwards in the fall. This time he couldn't even use the dew as an excuse for the tear that rolled down his face. When his eyes finally managed to unblur themselves, he glared at the mini. Although impressed, and secretly filling the move in his brain for next time trouble came calling, he made sure to show the momentary hatred he had for Sapphrion. "Is... Is that all you've got, geezer? Or has your old age removed everything in your brain." He tried to steady his breath as his sore lungs regained normal air flow. Of course, his mother had always taught him to be nice and polite to his elders, but something about Sapphrion just made him itch. He always seemed to be at peace when Omicron saw him by himself. And yet from the moment he had seen him, Sapphrion had grumbled and growled at him, as if he was nothing but a burden.  

[Jackariah Beckett]

Sapphrion shook his head, suddenly tired of the antics and mouth of the foal. He looked up from Omicron to see his mother coming in the distance. Sapphrion gave a tired sigh and turned around to leave. "Looks like your mom's here to pick you up. Maybe next time this old brain of mine will show you another way to end up on the ground. Till then, don't bother me" And left to find a peaceful spot by the lake.