The After Party
Posted: Tue Apr 27, 2010 4:20 pm
OOC| Party thread seems officially dead, sooo... Startin this up.
BIC| Frolic found herself watching Darroch with a familiar numb ache, her ears tilted curiously as he played with his latest discovery. The foal was quite the prodigy when it came to elemental workings, that much was for sure.
Darroch himself had abosolutely no interest in the mare that stood near him, so he paid her no attention. As ever, he was short-sighted and focused directly on his present moment. While it gave him a more or less worry free life, the half grown colt could also come across as slightly uncaring because of it as well. He didn't worry what others might do or think, never fretted over what someone had said or done, and had no concerns for the future at all. His mother often looked at him and said that one day, he would find someone that would make him think beyond his own present, and it would be the biggest shock of his life. It made no sense to him when she said it, and in any case he didn't dwell over it. She could say what she wanted, it didn't really matter at the moment.
Nor did it matter that he had been overjoyed when Satomi had joined him after all, or that he had been intrigued by the strange filly with the mis-matched hoof. His mother would give it thought and explore these new reactions, as would most others, but he was only concerned with his current experiment. Not how his running off due to this new interest would have effected the others.
Hybrid found himself intrigued as well, standing a fair bit closer than Frolic was as he watched the earth churn under the colt's hooves. It had taken a little understanding, but it made sense to him now, what the little one was doing. Well, not quite so little any more, but still...
Darroch had been mucking with the grass once again, exploring his level of control and reveling in the sensation of having millions of bodies. He never thought of his talent outside of when he was using it, and this last time had given him a revelation as the grass he tried to manipulate wound up limited because of rough, dry soil. His whole face changed as he considered the problem, only to realize that his talent was nature. It wasn't plants or trees or bushes, but nature itself. And the ground was part of nature, wasn't it?
So he stood and shifted the earth without using the grass roots to do so for the first time, watching it roll around under his hooves and lift him in the air a bit, giggling at the sensation of the motion tickling the roots. What else was nature? An encouraging nicker from Hybrid made him look around and spot a nearby creek. Perfect! Small enough to start with, at least.
Frolic snorted as he trotted passed her, too intrigued to wonder why she hadn't left for her rain forest once again, even if she knew the answer easily enough. She was scared, in all honesty, and didn't want to be left alone for the moment. It was a terrible sensation, feeling yourself go insane, facing the confused anguish alone. Most of the time she couldn't stand the thought of others near her - just leave her to suffer in peace, as if that made any sense at all - but after the quick appearance at the party, she just wanted some sort of distraction.
Darroch provided that by rearranging the landscape and twisting the creek into a rather skritchy looking name, with exaggerated loops - Satomi. Then it shifted about, going through all the names he knew, from his mother to the best friend of his bonded, Vineda, to his father.
Hybrid snorted under his breath as Pixie's name shifted over the landscape. It was just as well that Darroch focused only on living, as the moment and moods came. He wouldn't know what to do if the youngling had started asking why he had yet to see his father.
He hadn't come out of his own home for time out of mind, in all honesty. Many in his realm came and left on a near regular basis, but Hybrid had put himself through a sort of boot camp until he felt he was back to his usual self. Stronger, surer in his actions, he looked the opposite of Frolic in every way. She held her head low, watching out of the corner of her eye, and he stood firm and strong. His body was still frailer than many others, but it was healthy and sound once again. He wouldn't be able to win in any kind of physical battle, but he would at least be able to keep up with the best of them now.
Well, perhaps not Breeze...
He shook his head, sending sparks flying from his ears as he flexed his bare neck, nudging Darroch's shoulder once the creek had returned to its normal shape.
"You're sweating, youngling. Get in that thing and cool off before you try more."
Darroch frowned, and he knew what was coming. The colt could be painfully entranced, once something caught his attention.
"I'm still figuring this out all the way, but thanks."
Hybrid nipped his hide, hard, making him squeal in surprise and causing Frolic to jump near by. Darroch snorted as he spun around, automatically weaving grass up to wind around his hooves for a more solid stance as the earth shifted to turn him, pulling him away from Hybrid. A threatening clash sounded in he air and lightning sparked over the stallion's neck - he could find a charge almost anywhere - only for the ground to shift again and throw him backwards, flipping him onto his side.
No sooner did he land than dormant vines shot out to wind around him, coated thickly with earth that merely burnt and hardened as the stallion tried to brush them aside with surges of lightning. It took a few minutes for the layer of dirt to be blasted away enough for the lightning to break the thick vines, and when he looked up he saw why there wasn't more being piled on as it was blasted away - Darroch was back to focusing on what interested him at the moment. Currently it was getting trees to bend over and dance.
Frolic stood with her mouth agape as Hybrid climbed to his feet and glared, obviously simmering. He knew when he was bested, though he did not like it in the slightest. She took a step backwards, thinking of running back home - only to feel a shift in her mind, a moment's panic sinking in before she blinked and her face went blank. In the next instant she was trotting forward, a small smile tugging her muzzle as she eyed the colt and thought of how he reminded her of Stice.
"What are we watching?"
Hybrid grunted.
Frolic
Darroch
Hybrid
BIC| Frolic found herself watching Darroch with a familiar numb ache, her ears tilted curiously as he played with his latest discovery. The foal was quite the prodigy when it came to elemental workings, that much was for sure.
Darroch himself had abosolutely no interest in the mare that stood near him, so he paid her no attention. As ever, he was short-sighted and focused directly on his present moment. While it gave him a more or less worry free life, the half grown colt could also come across as slightly uncaring because of it as well. He didn't worry what others might do or think, never fretted over what someone had said or done, and had no concerns for the future at all. His mother often looked at him and said that one day, he would find someone that would make him think beyond his own present, and it would be the biggest shock of his life. It made no sense to him when she said it, and in any case he didn't dwell over it. She could say what she wanted, it didn't really matter at the moment.
Nor did it matter that he had been overjoyed when Satomi had joined him after all, or that he had been intrigued by the strange filly with the mis-matched hoof. His mother would give it thought and explore these new reactions, as would most others, but he was only concerned with his current experiment. Not how his running off due to this new interest would have effected the others.
Hybrid found himself intrigued as well, standing a fair bit closer than Frolic was as he watched the earth churn under the colt's hooves. It had taken a little understanding, but it made sense to him now, what the little one was doing. Well, not quite so little any more, but still...
Darroch had been mucking with the grass once again, exploring his level of control and reveling in the sensation of having millions of bodies. He never thought of his talent outside of when he was using it, and this last time had given him a revelation as the grass he tried to manipulate wound up limited because of rough, dry soil. His whole face changed as he considered the problem, only to realize that his talent was nature. It wasn't plants or trees or bushes, but nature itself. And the ground was part of nature, wasn't it?
So he stood and shifted the earth without using the grass roots to do so for the first time, watching it roll around under his hooves and lift him in the air a bit, giggling at the sensation of the motion tickling the roots. What else was nature? An encouraging nicker from Hybrid made him look around and spot a nearby creek. Perfect! Small enough to start with, at least.
Frolic snorted as he trotted passed her, too intrigued to wonder why she hadn't left for her rain forest once again, even if she knew the answer easily enough. She was scared, in all honesty, and didn't want to be left alone for the moment. It was a terrible sensation, feeling yourself go insane, facing the confused anguish alone. Most of the time she couldn't stand the thought of others near her - just leave her to suffer in peace, as if that made any sense at all - but after the quick appearance at the party, she just wanted some sort of distraction.
Darroch provided that by rearranging the landscape and twisting the creek into a rather skritchy looking name, with exaggerated loops - Satomi. Then it shifted about, going through all the names he knew, from his mother to the best friend of his bonded, Vineda, to his father.
Hybrid snorted under his breath as Pixie's name shifted over the landscape. It was just as well that Darroch focused only on living, as the moment and moods came. He wouldn't know what to do if the youngling had started asking why he had yet to see his father.
He hadn't come out of his own home for time out of mind, in all honesty. Many in his realm came and left on a near regular basis, but Hybrid had put himself through a sort of boot camp until he felt he was back to his usual self. Stronger, surer in his actions, he looked the opposite of Frolic in every way. She held her head low, watching out of the corner of her eye, and he stood firm and strong. His body was still frailer than many others, but it was healthy and sound once again. He wouldn't be able to win in any kind of physical battle, but he would at least be able to keep up with the best of them now.
Well, perhaps not Breeze...
He shook his head, sending sparks flying from his ears as he flexed his bare neck, nudging Darroch's shoulder once the creek had returned to its normal shape.
"You're sweating, youngling. Get in that thing and cool off before you try more."
Darroch frowned, and he knew what was coming. The colt could be painfully entranced, once something caught his attention.
"I'm still figuring this out all the way, but thanks."
Hybrid nipped his hide, hard, making him squeal in surprise and causing Frolic to jump near by. Darroch snorted as he spun around, automatically weaving grass up to wind around his hooves for a more solid stance as the earth shifted to turn him, pulling him away from Hybrid. A threatening clash sounded in he air and lightning sparked over the stallion's neck - he could find a charge almost anywhere - only for the ground to shift again and throw him backwards, flipping him onto his side.
No sooner did he land than dormant vines shot out to wind around him, coated thickly with earth that merely burnt and hardened as the stallion tried to brush them aside with surges of lightning. It took a few minutes for the layer of dirt to be blasted away enough for the lightning to break the thick vines, and when he looked up he saw why there wasn't more being piled on as it was blasted away - Darroch was back to focusing on what interested him at the moment. Currently it was getting trees to bend over and dance.
Frolic stood with her mouth agape as Hybrid climbed to his feet and glared, obviously simmering. He knew when he was bested, though he did not like it in the slightest. She took a step backwards, thinking of running back home - only to feel a shift in her mind, a moment's panic sinking in before she blinked and her face went blank. In the next instant she was trotting forward, a small smile tugging her muzzle as she eyed the colt and thought of how he reminded her of Stice.
"What are we watching?"
Hybrid grunted.
Frolic
Darroch
Hybrid