OOC| It's no problem, and I would love to keep it going.
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I'll reply to this later on myself, I have class, then financial aid issues, then I have to call my mother back to tell her how to raise the girls, and if I get off the phone with her in time I might get in a shower; if not someone else will be calling me to keep me tied for a bit longer and
then I can shower. I'll be sure to reply today though, I'm really exited about the circle.
BIC| Path nodded politely to Sign, a soft spark shimmering off of her tail ring as memories crossed her eyes. It had, indeed, been an experiance, the meeting of this gentle mare. Tossing her main lightly to let the sun warm her better, she took a small step back and spoke with perfect conrtol, her baratone words smooth as glass. She had managed to surpress her hurt; there were other matters at hand.
Sparkle glanced over at her as she tossed her main, not quite sure how well she'd take to playing the game. To be perfectly honest, he couldn't remember having ever seen her play. Marco Polo or no Marco Polo though, he was still fuming from Pixie leaving his bondmate on her own. While Path had managed to control her voice, his own came out crackling with pent up tension.
"Path, do you wanna be the one to guide the it serian away from danger?"
The question surprised her a little and when she looked back at Sparkle her eyes were smiling. He really didn't mean any harm and he was a very caring stallion. There were times when he annoyed her into forgetting such things, but there were still these little things he did to constantly remind her. Before she could answer him though she heard hard hoofbeats. Looking up to see the newcomer and finding this....This brightly colored stallion that was very much a second Sparkle she had to hold back a groan of dissapointment. She had hoped, for just a moment, that it had been her mate.
"Hi again," Sparkle greeted, his whole face lighting up with a smile as he recognized his old friend. "Of course you can play, and if you'd like we can consider adding you to our circle as well. You know me and Path, and this is Amber and Sign. Guys...Er, gals, this is Crest!!"
Giving a happy little skip, Sparkle looked at the others to see how they took to his friend, his gaze freezing on Paths face as she nodded politely. While her face gave away nothing, he could see the crushed hope in her eyes. And while Crest was certainly fun to play with, there was no telling if he was the kind of stallion that could be there for others. Honestly, there was no way to even tell if he'd forget all about the reason they were all meeting in that cold valley. As Path often pointed out to him, there was a fine line between energetic and simply immature, one that he often crossed when it came to his games.
And Path, just as sociable as ever, was hanging back during this talk of games and play, quietly standing on the edge of the crowd and observing what everyone did. This wasn't comfortable for her, and the sudden showing of this new stallion made her nervous; Sparkle could tell that much easily by the constant flicking of her tail from side to side. She always moved that sky blue swatch of silk at the end like a ribbon through a river's currents when she was nervous.
Sparkle hoped the game would help her. Lord knew he needed it at the moment, the current circumstances being much too serious for his own comfort.
OOC| Never try to do college algebra while explaining teenagers to your mother....And never try to do
anything while explaining nine year olds to her. At least the baby's easy to understand.....Ohhh, my head. Anyway, this probably isn't very good because of that; my apologies.
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