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Post by Irielle on May 22, 2008 7:51:46 GMT -5
"She`s beautiful", Iri nodded in acknowledgement and sent the following question to Pan, "..How long have you two known eachother?". The closeness of dragon and mystic was undeniable (00C: kind of like that between r.s and t.b).
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Post by Pan on May 23, 2008 20:23:05 GMT -5
((ooc: wtf........))
"Well she found me not long after I turned 14, usually you find the egg and then it hatches, but I guess Seraphina was too impatient to wait." She laughed. "I found her while I was out exploring the rock pools on a beach back home, she was only just a hatchling, she could barely wobble her way ut of the forest. But I just knew when I saw her that we belonged to each other."
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Post by Irielle on May 26, 2008 17:50:19 GMT -5
"Ah", Irielle beamed at the story, she always liked happy endings. "How did you come across her name?"
(o.o.s o.o.c =P i love writing bullshit lol... ill inform you later my feathered friend...)
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Post by Tamuril on May 27, 2008 2:55:40 GMT -5
"Who are you trying to kid Irielle?" Tam snorted. "You don't love happy endings, infact I remember a time when you went to extremes to prevent me from having a happy ending."
She turned to Pan to further elaborate, as Pan looked confused and also interested in the story.
"It started on the morning of my birthday, I got out of bed, I was happily being served breakfast by my male escort friend Havier while opening my presents when in flew what appeared to be a giant bird. It was infact, Irielle, in a dodo costume, fastened to a series or pullies so as to allow her the action of 'flying'. After landing in my breakfast, she then proceeded to attempt to ravage Havier. At this point I was laughing because Havier has a fear of birds and was beating her beak with a mug, while Irielle screamed 'AGAIN.....AGAIN MY HAIRY.......hairy.......frrrrrriend.' When I asked Irielle if she would like to join Havier and I for breakfast she turned on me and began to peck at my face, luckily a phone booth fell from the ceiling at that moment, landing between Irielle and myself, thus protecting me from her deathly peck. She then ran around my house, kicking over furniture and I believe at one point she soiled herself in rage when she discovered we were out of lemonade. And pan, that was just breakfast."
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Post by Irielle on May 28, 2008 18:37:25 GMT -5
(werent you meant to be the feathered friend lassi?)
Irielle shrugged, "Things change, people change, I can even remember Havier changing. He was infact Harriet once. And Harriet loved birds," she concluded sadly.
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