Re: (Belated) St. Patty's Day Festivities! All Welcome!
Posted: Thu Mar 25, 2010 11:01 pm
((OOC: Silverdust, you seriously need to RP with us more often. The bromance bit made my day. And, as an aside, Shimmer and Galaxy would totally be up for a challenge with Brittle Have I mentioned how amazing you guys are?))
--Gem and Talia--
Gem tried her best to manage a smile in reply to Frostbite,Vapor and Tinsel. The mares had been close friends of the “family” for years now, and the last thing that she wanted to do was to make them feel unwelcome.
“I’ve been managing,” she said to Frost, slightly evasive. Truth be told, she was rather miserable, but she wasn’t about to admit that to Frost. The mare had had enough on her plate for many years, or so she had surmised. Gem wasn’t about to taint her happiness by raining on her parade, sort to speak. She nodded at Tinsel, resisting the urge to giggle, despite her dreary mood. “I’ll… let Silver explain,” she said simply. “It was nice to see you both!”
Gem nodded in response to Path, feeling increasingly antisocial. Her previous bit of optimism was fading quickly. If only she had the option of escaping to the fields like Tatter and the others… not that she was particularly keen on being near him. It wasn’t that she disliked the current company either; rather, she just wanted a moment to be alone, to wallow, in essence. She knew that the others were concerned- they barely left her alone most days. But they were suffocating her, and she just wanted an opportunity to nurse her hurts in relative solitude.
“If you’ll excuse me,” she said to the group, with her best imitation smile, “I believe I’m needed elsewhere. I’ll leave the tour to Nymph.”
With that, and without waiting for a reply from the shy mare, she cantered off quickly before she could be coerced into explaining herself or her abnormal behavior.
What I need, she thought, is one good night of intoxication. Perhaps Breeze had the right idea of things.
She approached the vat with a certain degree of trepidation; she had never gotten drunk herself, but she had seen the effect that the stuff had had on others, and figured that it was exactly what she needed right now. She mimicked Breeze’s earlier trick and managed to procure a full bucket of the offensive looking liquid. She stared a moment at her reflection in the green rippling mess, noting her bedraggled appearance.
No matter, she thought, her golden eyes weary, it’s not like I’m looking to impress!
With that, she drank deeply before subtly surveying the two stallions that were surrounding her. Breeze already seemed two sheets to the wind, that much was for certain. He had a slightly glazed look in his eyes, and seemed to sway just the slightest bit. The corners of her mouth turned upwards involuntarily. The poor stallion would be lucky if he could stagger! The other she was unfamiliar with, but she knew that he had come in with the latest group of Serians. So he knew Web… for a moment, she considering speaking to him, but she dismissed the idea rather quickly. She wasn’t nearly drunk enough to be social. She took a couple more deep draughts, content to simply watch for the moment.
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Talia beamed at her companions and gestured towards the cottage, trying her utmost to be the good little hostess.
“Feel free to come inside you two. I had originally intended for the green beer to be for bondeds only, but I’ve quickly come to the conclusion that that will not be the case tonight,” she added with a bright laugh. “None the less, grab a glass, enjoy yourself, and feel free to wander if you’d like.”
--Nymph, Karma, Bridle and Vision--
The timid little mare pranced nervously as Gem dismissed herself, anxious now that she was being left with the entire group. Karma continued to prattle on with whomever would listen, and was entirely no help at the moment. She smiled graciously at Path, her expression apologetic. She couldn’t believe that Gem would leave her alone like this!
“I’m sorry about her,” she said with a tiny, sheepish smile. “I would be more than happy to show you the area.”
She quickly turned her attention back to Frost, dipping her head in acknowledgment. “Yes, it is Nymph,” she replied shyly, pleased that someone had remembered her name. “It’s nice to meet you again too. I’d be happy to show you where… Oh!” she said, stopping short with a petite exclamation. “There he is!”
Bridle and Vision chose that moment to approach the large assortment of mares, both of the stallions drawn to the larger group by the sound of familiar voices. Both of the stallions’ ears perked visibly. With an overly loud whinny, Bridle galloped towards his mate, his hooves thundering against the ground during his approach. He nuzzled her happily, overly affectionate considering how long it had been since he had seen her. With a grin, he touched noses with Tinsel in greeting. The little mare might as well be a daughter to him, and had been since she and Silver became mates.
“It’s good to see you again love,” he said roughly to Vapor. “Do you know how long I’ve had to suffer through “Battleaxe” and “Chompers” from our son without your lovely interventions?”
He smiled warmly at the little mare, hiding behind his warrioress. “You are far too good for him Tinsel. He’s out back behind the cottage, no doubt getting himself into even more trouble. It is good to see you again.”
The reunion was interrupted briefly by Vision’s arrival, as he trotted up next to Bridle. He was fairly certain he had heard Frost’s voice nearby…
With a broad grin, he pinpointed her location and all but sprinted to greet her.
--Nip, SilverRain and Ovela--
The little filly snorted in derision and flicked her tail in a fit of pique. Drink of water? She’d take another sip of that green beer stuff any day, but water was the last thing she wanted if it meant that it would ruin her fun.
“I…” she began to protest, but was stalled suddenly by the appearance of her “guardian”. Eyes wide, she scurried closer to the all-too-available frame of Zephyr. No doubt she’d be in even more trouble if her father found out about her purposely evading Silver. She knew all she would have to do was flash her father a sincere smile and he’d forget all about reprimanding her but still…
She used such a technique on Zephyr now, hoping that it would work equally as well with the mischievous mare as it did with her father.
“The beer’s right this way,” she said with a wink, moving quickly so as to avoid an inevitable punishment. As she turned, she came face to face with Web. She stared unashamed at the dark mare, trying her best in her green beer induced haze to place her face. Finally coming to the obvious conclusion that she didn’t know her, she beamed brightly and shrugged.
“Hi!” she said simply, as she muffled a hiccup. “Are you here for the beer too?”
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Nip, unlike her companion, had begun to slow as she rounded the cottage’s corner. She felt the sudden intake of air as SilverRain flashed by her, and she sighed in exasperation at his impulsive and reckless rush. As a result, she was able to see the approaching collision with a great degree of clarity. Instead of stopping him, she flicked her tail in amusement and stood back to watch the show.
Silver was, indeed, surprised. Chaos’ mad yell caught him completely off-guard; he snorted in surprise and tossed his mane, attempting to slow himself by digging his hooves into the ground. Unfortunately, one hoof caught in a slight dig in the earth, causing him to stumble and fall awkwardly. Also unfortunately, his bulk was crashing with such force that it looked as if he might collide directly with his friend, purely as a result of his accumulated momentum…
--Tatter and Mango--
Tatter glanced up from his relative quiet as he saw a familiar figure approaching the fields.
Hellion.
It had been quite awhile since he had seen the mare- well before he had even met Mango. He smiled a little, the expression relatively foreign to him. He always looked slightly pained when he smiled. At best, the more genuine ones better resembled a sarcastic smirk. None the less, the change had alerted his mate, who followed his gaze to the two mares, her expression slightly quizzical.
“Know them from somewhere?” she asked, amused. Rarely was Tatter’s interest ever piqued.
The stallion nodded. “They had come here previously, on another such occasion. Hellion is one of the few, aside from yourself, who I can identify with.”
And reasonably tolerate, he added as an afterthought.
He shrugged as best he could and nudged his mate. Out of all of the Serians in attendance, their company was perhaps the only company he would keep. The other mare was unfamiliar, but if she kept her company with Hellion, he had no doubt that he would be able to abide her presence as well.
He flicked his forelock out of his eyes with an irate snort. He’d give them the option to approach him, if they chose to do so. He had never been the type to initiate conversation.
--Galaxy and Shimmer--
Shimmer, ever the perceptive mare, felt eyes on her from afar. Casting about for the source, she spied a stallion off in the distance, closest to that vat of stuff that Talia had found oh-so-entertaining. Curiously, she appraised him, fascinated by his minor interest.
She didn’t know him, that much was for sure, yet she barely knew anyone here, so that was no surprise. She sensed something else in this stallion; a hidden wealth of strength perhaps? Could he be a warrior?
Hmm… a potential challenge, she thought with a smirk. She had always relished some good-natured fun, and the Serians in her family group, Galaxy aside, were barely able to hold up during the briefest of spars.
Best to wait, she thought. If the opportunity presents itself, I’d happily oblige. Besides, the longer he spends drinking, the more likely I am to succeed during any possible future match, provided that he doesn’t sober up.
Grinning to herself, she turned her attention back to Galaxy. The mare was approaching him now. She regarded the two of them with frank interest; she had never been able to identify with Galaxy’s apparent attraction to specific individuals.
This ought to be interesting, she mused, as she settled down to watch any surrounding events unfold.
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Galaxy watched her approach out of the corner of his eye, somehow pleased that she had decided to join him. He hated to admit it, but he had been unusually curious about her since their meeting during that one snowy afternoon in the fields. Something about her called to him. She seemed hauntingly familiar. He had tried to explain this to Shimmer but to no avail; the mare could understand basic interests in others, but not to the same degree. He had thought, at first, that he was intrigued merely because she preferred her own company rather than that of others, like himself. That such a small similarity had been the only reason that he had been particularly inquisitive. Now he wasn’t so sure. He had heard Vision talk about Luna and her background, having heard it from his mate, Frostbite. She was… amazingly complex, or so he had concluded.
He smiled welcomingly at the mare, silver eyes flashing behind his cascading mane.
“Luna. Good to see you again,” he responded warmly. “I’m better, now that you’ve joined me,” he added, a bit of his old impish behavior shining through. He straightened and shook the hair out of his eyes, his figure silhouetted against the dimming sun. His star-spangled hide seemed almost to shimmer in the creeping twilight, as if his coat was drinking in energy from the newly appearing stars. He studied her, serious now.
“If you don’t mind me saying so,” he stated, quietly, “you seem troubled Luna.”
His newfound confidence made it easy for him to speak so candidly, but he hoped that he hadn’t overstepped some invisible boundary by asking after her. His intentions were pure- she seemed hurt, distracted, and if he could alleviate any of her pain by listening, he would.
((OOC: DEAD. >.< Soooo long! Sorry for the book!))
--Gem and Talia--
Gem tried her best to manage a smile in reply to Frostbite,Vapor and Tinsel. The mares had been close friends of the “family” for years now, and the last thing that she wanted to do was to make them feel unwelcome.
“I’ve been managing,” she said to Frost, slightly evasive. Truth be told, she was rather miserable, but she wasn’t about to admit that to Frost. The mare had had enough on her plate for many years, or so she had surmised. Gem wasn’t about to taint her happiness by raining on her parade, sort to speak. She nodded at Tinsel, resisting the urge to giggle, despite her dreary mood. “I’ll… let Silver explain,” she said simply. “It was nice to see you both!”
Gem nodded in response to Path, feeling increasingly antisocial. Her previous bit of optimism was fading quickly. If only she had the option of escaping to the fields like Tatter and the others… not that she was particularly keen on being near him. It wasn’t that she disliked the current company either; rather, she just wanted a moment to be alone, to wallow, in essence. She knew that the others were concerned- they barely left her alone most days. But they were suffocating her, and she just wanted an opportunity to nurse her hurts in relative solitude.
“If you’ll excuse me,” she said to the group, with her best imitation smile, “I believe I’m needed elsewhere. I’ll leave the tour to Nymph.”
With that, and without waiting for a reply from the shy mare, she cantered off quickly before she could be coerced into explaining herself or her abnormal behavior.
What I need, she thought, is one good night of intoxication. Perhaps Breeze had the right idea of things.
She approached the vat with a certain degree of trepidation; she had never gotten drunk herself, but she had seen the effect that the stuff had had on others, and figured that it was exactly what she needed right now. She mimicked Breeze’s earlier trick and managed to procure a full bucket of the offensive looking liquid. She stared a moment at her reflection in the green rippling mess, noting her bedraggled appearance.
No matter, she thought, her golden eyes weary, it’s not like I’m looking to impress!
With that, she drank deeply before subtly surveying the two stallions that were surrounding her. Breeze already seemed two sheets to the wind, that much was for certain. He had a slightly glazed look in his eyes, and seemed to sway just the slightest bit. The corners of her mouth turned upwards involuntarily. The poor stallion would be lucky if he could stagger! The other she was unfamiliar with, but she knew that he had come in with the latest group of Serians. So he knew Web… for a moment, she considering speaking to him, but she dismissed the idea rather quickly. She wasn’t nearly drunk enough to be social. She took a couple more deep draughts, content to simply watch for the moment.
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Talia beamed at her companions and gestured towards the cottage, trying her utmost to be the good little hostess.
“Feel free to come inside you two. I had originally intended for the green beer to be for bondeds only, but I’ve quickly come to the conclusion that that will not be the case tonight,” she added with a bright laugh. “None the less, grab a glass, enjoy yourself, and feel free to wander if you’d like.”
--Nymph, Karma, Bridle and Vision--
The timid little mare pranced nervously as Gem dismissed herself, anxious now that she was being left with the entire group. Karma continued to prattle on with whomever would listen, and was entirely no help at the moment. She smiled graciously at Path, her expression apologetic. She couldn’t believe that Gem would leave her alone like this!
“I’m sorry about her,” she said with a tiny, sheepish smile. “I would be more than happy to show you the area.”
She quickly turned her attention back to Frost, dipping her head in acknowledgment. “Yes, it is Nymph,” she replied shyly, pleased that someone had remembered her name. “It’s nice to meet you again too. I’d be happy to show you where… Oh!” she said, stopping short with a petite exclamation. “There he is!”
Bridle and Vision chose that moment to approach the large assortment of mares, both of the stallions drawn to the larger group by the sound of familiar voices. Both of the stallions’ ears perked visibly. With an overly loud whinny, Bridle galloped towards his mate, his hooves thundering against the ground during his approach. He nuzzled her happily, overly affectionate considering how long it had been since he had seen her. With a grin, he touched noses with Tinsel in greeting. The little mare might as well be a daughter to him, and had been since she and Silver became mates.
“It’s good to see you again love,” he said roughly to Vapor. “Do you know how long I’ve had to suffer through “Battleaxe” and “Chompers” from our son without your lovely interventions?”
He smiled warmly at the little mare, hiding behind his warrioress. “You are far too good for him Tinsel. He’s out back behind the cottage, no doubt getting himself into even more trouble. It is good to see you again.”
The reunion was interrupted briefly by Vision’s arrival, as he trotted up next to Bridle. He was fairly certain he had heard Frost’s voice nearby…
With a broad grin, he pinpointed her location and all but sprinted to greet her.
--Nip, SilverRain and Ovela--
The little filly snorted in derision and flicked her tail in a fit of pique. Drink of water? She’d take another sip of that green beer stuff any day, but water was the last thing she wanted if it meant that it would ruin her fun.
“I…” she began to protest, but was stalled suddenly by the appearance of her “guardian”. Eyes wide, she scurried closer to the all-too-available frame of Zephyr. No doubt she’d be in even more trouble if her father found out about her purposely evading Silver. She knew all she would have to do was flash her father a sincere smile and he’d forget all about reprimanding her but still…
She used such a technique on Zephyr now, hoping that it would work equally as well with the mischievous mare as it did with her father.
“The beer’s right this way,” she said with a wink, moving quickly so as to avoid an inevitable punishment. As she turned, she came face to face with Web. She stared unashamed at the dark mare, trying her best in her green beer induced haze to place her face. Finally coming to the obvious conclusion that she didn’t know her, she beamed brightly and shrugged.
“Hi!” she said simply, as she muffled a hiccup. “Are you here for the beer too?”
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Nip, unlike her companion, had begun to slow as she rounded the cottage’s corner. She felt the sudden intake of air as SilverRain flashed by her, and she sighed in exasperation at his impulsive and reckless rush. As a result, she was able to see the approaching collision with a great degree of clarity. Instead of stopping him, she flicked her tail in amusement and stood back to watch the show.
Silver was, indeed, surprised. Chaos’ mad yell caught him completely off-guard; he snorted in surprise and tossed his mane, attempting to slow himself by digging his hooves into the ground. Unfortunately, one hoof caught in a slight dig in the earth, causing him to stumble and fall awkwardly. Also unfortunately, his bulk was crashing with such force that it looked as if he might collide directly with his friend, purely as a result of his accumulated momentum…
--Tatter and Mango--
Tatter glanced up from his relative quiet as he saw a familiar figure approaching the fields.
Hellion.
It had been quite awhile since he had seen the mare- well before he had even met Mango. He smiled a little, the expression relatively foreign to him. He always looked slightly pained when he smiled. At best, the more genuine ones better resembled a sarcastic smirk. None the less, the change had alerted his mate, who followed his gaze to the two mares, her expression slightly quizzical.
“Know them from somewhere?” she asked, amused. Rarely was Tatter’s interest ever piqued.
The stallion nodded. “They had come here previously, on another such occasion. Hellion is one of the few, aside from yourself, who I can identify with.”
And reasonably tolerate, he added as an afterthought.
He shrugged as best he could and nudged his mate. Out of all of the Serians in attendance, their company was perhaps the only company he would keep. The other mare was unfamiliar, but if she kept her company with Hellion, he had no doubt that he would be able to abide her presence as well.
He flicked his forelock out of his eyes with an irate snort. He’d give them the option to approach him, if they chose to do so. He had never been the type to initiate conversation.
--Galaxy and Shimmer--
Shimmer, ever the perceptive mare, felt eyes on her from afar. Casting about for the source, she spied a stallion off in the distance, closest to that vat of stuff that Talia had found oh-so-entertaining. Curiously, she appraised him, fascinated by his minor interest.
She didn’t know him, that much was for sure, yet she barely knew anyone here, so that was no surprise. She sensed something else in this stallion; a hidden wealth of strength perhaps? Could he be a warrior?
Hmm… a potential challenge, she thought with a smirk. She had always relished some good-natured fun, and the Serians in her family group, Galaxy aside, were barely able to hold up during the briefest of spars.
Best to wait, she thought. If the opportunity presents itself, I’d happily oblige. Besides, the longer he spends drinking, the more likely I am to succeed during any possible future match, provided that he doesn’t sober up.
Grinning to herself, she turned her attention back to Galaxy. The mare was approaching him now. She regarded the two of them with frank interest; she had never been able to identify with Galaxy’s apparent attraction to specific individuals.
This ought to be interesting, she mused, as she settled down to watch any surrounding events unfold.
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Galaxy watched her approach out of the corner of his eye, somehow pleased that she had decided to join him. He hated to admit it, but he had been unusually curious about her since their meeting during that one snowy afternoon in the fields. Something about her called to him. She seemed hauntingly familiar. He had tried to explain this to Shimmer but to no avail; the mare could understand basic interests in others, but not to the same degree. He had thought, at first, that he was intrigued merely because she preferred her own company rather than that of others, like himself. That such a small similarity had been the only reason that he had been particularly inquisitive. Now he wasn’t so sure. He had heard Vision talk about Luna and her background, having heard it from his mate, Frostbite. She was… amazingly complex, or so he had concluded.
He smiled welcomingly at the mare, silver eyes flashing behind his cascading mane.
“Luna. Good to see you again,” he responded warmly. “I’m better, now that you’ve joined me,” he added, a bit of his old impish behavior shining through. He straightened and shook the hair out of his eyes, his figure silhouetted against the dimming sun. His star-spangled hide seemed almost to shimmer in the creeping twilight, as if his coat was drinking in energy from the newly appearing stars. He studied her, serious now.
“If you don’t mind me saying so,” he stated, quietly, “you seem troubled Luna.”
His newfound confidence made it easy for him to speak so candidly, but he hoped that he hadn’t overstepped some invisible boundary by asking after her. His intentions were pure- she seemed hurt, distracted, and if he could alleviate any of her pain by listening, he would.
((OOC: DEAD. >.< Soooo long! Sorry for the book!))