Post by Flutter (Frosty) on Jul 20, 2011 0:00:24 GMT -5
Story is located on this board (LD) if you don't want to be confused, dear RP stalkers. The story itself started back in 2006, with Koda, but Ange only started remembering it within the last four/five months. The RP takes place in current time (that was for you, Ruan XD)
However, the actual location of the RP is in the Iset Desert, in its sole kingdom/town/thing, Hathor.
Ange stared at the Black colt, who looked both intimidated and enchanted by the fair Queen. Well? Her ears were forward, intent on catching any answer that might be whispered. She watched- without anger- as the two foals seemed to silently debate as to whether to tell her or not.
Well, we weren't sworn to silence, the Black colt thought to himself. The Light colt seemed to want to silence his companion, but hey, freedom was freedom! We were told to find someone that smelled-
Like roses. Children, you may go to the rooms that Rhamut has selected for you. Ange, how could you question such obviously tired foals?
We're not tired. She just asked a question, lady. That was the Light colt, who was a little sleepy, but definitely not tired. All we did was blow up a dead person. Nyct realised all at once how innocent that seemed, and not out of character for her- she was well-known for ridding certain areas of the undead. She nearly relaxed, but realised that would give away her secret quicker than Toran being bribed with a fire root beer.
Nothing out of the usual, why? She hadn't meant to sound so irritated, but really... Ange needed to keep her muzzle out of places it didn't belong. If you don't mind, I need to go and talk to Xo again.
She watched as her sister moved with purpose towards the drawing room. You're dismissed, little ones, she said without thinking. Whatever was going on made her feel uncomfortable and left a bad taste in her mouth.
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Toran's tail flicked in anger. Way to nearly give it all away. Head hurt? He ensured that the door was locked- heaven forbid Ange decide to join their little forum. You told us you'd done it ages ago, Nyct. He hadn't wanted to hear all the nasty freaking details and assumed that Nyct had more class than that.
I'm on edge, get off my friggin back. So sorry I don't want Ange to know that I incinerated the ex-lover she didn't know existed to prevent her from finding out about the foal she never got to raise. She took in a deep breath. She knew she'd done right- just not at the time everyone had wanted it done in. If they'd of wanted it done immediately they should have freaking done it themselves. Anyhow. I'd been keeping him in a labyrinth just north of No-Man's Land. No one ever knew he was there. It'll be weeks before the smoke hits the horizon enough for Ange to notice it, she picked back up on their conversation as if she hadn't interrupted it.
However, the actual location of the RP is in the Iset Desert, in its sole kingdom/town/thing, Hathor.
Ange stared at the Black colt, who looked both intimidated and enchanted by the fair Queen. Well? Her ears were forward, intent on catching any answer that might be whispered. She watched- without anger- as the two foals seemed to silently debate as to whether to tell her or not.
Well, we weren't sworn to silence, the Black colt thought to himself. The Light colt seemed to want to silence his companion, but hey, freedom was freedom! We were told to find someone that smelled-
Like roses. Children, you may go to the rooms that Rhamut has selected for you. Ange, how could you question such obviously tired foals?
We're not tired. She just asked a question, lady. That was the Light colt, who was a little sleepy, but definitely not tired. All we did was blow up a dead person. Nyct realised all at once how innocent that seemed, and not out of character for her- she was well-known for ridding certain areas of the undead. She nearly relaxed, but realised that would give away her secret quicker than Toran being bribed with a fire root beer.
Nothing out of the usual, why? She hadn't meant to sound so irritated, but really... Ange needed to keep her muzzle out of places it didn't belong. If you don't mind, I need to go and talk to Xo again.
She watched as her sister moved with purpose towards the drawing room. You're dismissed, little ones, she said without thinking. Whatever was going on made her feel uncomfortable and left a bad taste in her mouth.
----
Toran's tail flicked in anger. Way to nearly give it all away. Head hurt? He ensured that the door was locked- heaven forbid Ange decide to join their little forum. You told us you'd done it ages ago, Nyct. He hadn't wanted to hear all the nasty freaking details and assumed that Nyct had more class than that.
I'm on edge, get off my friggin back. So sorry I don't want Ange to know that I incinerated the ex-lover she didn't know existed to prevent her from finding out about the foal she never got to raise. She took in a deep breath. She knew she'd done right- just not at the time everyone had wanted it done in. If they'd of wanted it done immediately they should have freaking done it themselves. Anyhow. I'd been keeping him in a labyrinth just north of No-Man's Land. No one ever knew he was there. It'll be weeks before the smoke hits the horizon enough for Ange to notice it, she picked back up on their conversation as if she hadn't interrupted it.