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take my hand, take my everything; Offspring, Fox, any - Radiant - 06-06-2017 build me up from bones, wrap me up in skin Radiant RE: take my hand, take my everything; Offspring, Fox, any - Offspring - 06-07-2017 something has been taken from deep inside of me; the secret I've kept locked away no one can ever see. But now, where ice had once been, fire now burned, leaving him longing for days long gone, lost to the ether of his memory. The thick, unyielding humidity of an unforgiving summer is heavy on his skin, but as the warmth of a flickering ember smolders within him, he is altogether unbothered by it. Beads of sweat linger along the slope of his broad back, and there are darkened streaks of its salty brine along his sides, staining the surface of his dark skin – but he is unmoved. It no longer stirs bitterness, but rather, indifference. And still, the fire burns brightly – while his mind ruminates on memories that were only that: memories. He is drawn to the sea, though he does not know why – perhaps the sweltering heat has stirred him from his reverie, or perhaps there is something else, pulling him away from the pooling lava at the rooted curve of the mountain – but nonetheless, his heavily muscled legs carry him to it, and he is soothed by the gentle ocean breeze that touches his skin upon his descent. The deafening roar of the stirring waves quiets his wayward thoughts, and his eyes peer towards the churning waters, but only for a moment. He is moved, instead, towards a slim, petite figure lingering along the shore; she is young, caught between the lankiness of her youth and the developing curves of her feminine adulthood. Her skin is touched by rust, reminding him of someone from his past, someone he longed to see again. Quietly, his behemoth form sidles alongside her, stealing a glance to her wistful expression before casting his gaze out towards the seemingly endless sea. ”The ocean is a small reprieve from the summer heat,” he muses aloud, thoughtfully. ”my name is Offspring. What is yours?” wounds so deep they never show; they never go away. like moving pictures in my head, for years and years they've played. Offspring RE: take my hand, take my everything; Offspring, Fox, any - Fox - 06-10-2017 My heart saw the things my eyes couldn't see Summer swelters around them in all its humid glory. The sun shines its brightest upon them, warming the entirety of Beqanna with its merciless rays. For Tephra, with its volcanic core and steamy, lush greenery, it only becomes more intense. More thick with heat and endless mist. For a snow lover like Fox, it is positively soupy. Fortunately, he carries winter with him, the only relief to this blessed heat. Still, even with its dampening effects and ability to melt his snow and ice far too rapidly, it is hard to depress the eternally buoyant spirits of the young red stallion. So it should come as no surprise that he can be found bounding across the crisscrossing streams of lava, flaring red amongst the black, as he makes his way towards the nearby sea. His burnished copper coat is slick with sweat and water, the effects of his varied attempts to cool himself. Despite this, his eyes glitter with delight and his steps abound with energetic enthusiasm. For a spare moment, he doesn't notice the pair of figures standing along the shore not too distant from him. When he does however, recognition is nearly instantaneous. A wide, contagious grin growing upon his lips, he ambles towards them in a surprisingly leisurely manner. But then, even he can't always have endless supplies of energy. As he nears, the similarities between he and his younger sister are immediately apparent. Indeed, they could have been twins were it not for the year difference in their ages. The rusty color of their coats are almost identical in shade, the amber of their eyes a near replica of their sire. And their similarities do not end there. In one respect though, he had grown quite different. His own frame had become more solid, the gangliness of youth giving way to the broad musculature of a young stallion. “Hellooo!” he greets brightly, as he comes to a halt on the other side of his sister, beaming gaze roaming across the newly crowned king before settling on his youngest sibling with a wink. “Fine day, isn't it? Although I do say it would be finer were it not quite so, er, wet. Shouldn't be wet if it's not raining.” He pauses, chuckling at his own (admittedly rather lame) joke. “Easily enough fixed though, I should say.” Abruptly a flurry of snow surrounds them, cooling the air in the immediate vicinity, catching the breeze off the water and turning it a tad chillier. “Can't do much about the wet, I'm afraid, but helps with the heat.” In the brief silence that follows, Offspring’s question registers, and for a moment, he has the wherewithal to look a bit chagrined. “Didn't mean to interrupt, my friend.” With a grin, he turns to Radiant before continuing. “How've you been, sis? Been too long.” Fox Sorry, his chattiness refuses to be curtailed :| RE: take my hand, take my everything; Offspring, Fox, any - Radiant - 06-20-2017 build me up from bones, wrap me up in skin Radiant ooc: She is unknowingly using her happiness induction on both of them. Just ignore it if you don't want to be affected by it! |