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I’ll burn this whole city down; Gaza - Lyris - 06-14-2015
And once again, she finds herself in the meadow.
She’s not entirely sure why she keeps ending up here. Part of it is probably boredom - the vast wilds of the Jungle can be isolating at times - but the other? She has no idea. She feels like she’s searching for something. Knowledge? Family? She can’t quite put her hoof on it …
But so far she hasn’t managed to find it on any of her trips to the meadow.
In fact what she has managed to find is a lot of disappointment and awkward conversations. It was here that she first ran into, and fought with, her half brother Cason. Here that she’d run into that strange mare …
In fact her last conversation here had gone rather poorly. She had run into an odd beast of a stallion, and had left the meadow with a rather bad taste in her mouth.
And yet for some reason, she keeps coming back.
She stands at the edge of the meadow, orange flecked eyes (so like her grandmother’s) surveying the fields of grass that lie before her. She should probably find someone to talk to (that’s why horses come here right?), but no one is catching her interest at the moment. With a heavy sigh she settles in to the shade of a large oak at the side of the meadow. She may not see anyone interesting … but perhaps someone interesting will find her.
She’s not entirely sure why she keeps ending up here. Part of it is probably boredom - the vast wilds of the Jungle can be isolating at times - but the other? She has no idea. She feels like she’s searching for something. Knowledge? Family? She can’t quite put her hoof on it …
But so far she hasn’t managed to find it on any of her trips to the meadow.
In fact what she has managed to find is a lot of disappointment and awkward conversations. It was here that she first ran into, and fought with, her half brother Cason. Here that she’d run into that strange mare …
In fact her last conversation here had gone rather poorly. She had run into an odd beast of a stallion, and had left the meadow with a rather bad taste in her mouth.
And yet for some reason, she keeps coming back.
She stands at the edge of the meadow, orange flecked eyes (so like her grandmother’s) surveying the fields of grass that lie before her. She should probably find someone to talk to (that’s why horses come here right?), but no one is catching her interest at the moment. With a heavy sigh she settles in to the shade of a large oak at the side of the meadow. She may not see anyone interesting … but perhaps someone interesting will find her.
Lyris
I’ll burn this whole city down
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RE: I’ll burn this whole city down; Gaza - Gaza - 06-17-2015
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RE: I’ll burn this whole city down; Gaza - Lyris - 06-24-2015
As she looks out across the meadow, her mind wanders. She wonders how many horses have passed through this territory through the years. From what she knows, the meadow has been here since the very start of Beqanna - an eternal, unchanging presence. Lives have changed here, relationships made and lost, lives started and ended … history made.
It was here that her grandmother had run into the stallion that had attacked her. Here that, in the heat of the assault, Lyris’ mother had been created. A simple, every day horrible act, that had changed so much. Without it, Lyris would not be here.
Odd to think about, really. Such a horrible thing to be thankful for. But she is. Because without it she wouldn’t exist.
She shakes her head suddenly, trying to clear her head. Such a weird, melancholy train of thought.
Thankfully a welcome distraction is on its way. As she tries to concentrate on the land before her, a large black shape moving in her direction catches her attention. She focuses in, curious. It’s a stallion, a massive black stallion. He continues on towards her, not stopping until he too is under the shade of the oak. He says he’s here for the shade and while she doesn’t entirely believe him (she’s met too many horses with ulterior motives), she lets it be. There’s no point in trying to call him on it, and besides, the oak probably is the only tree in the meadow throwing enough shade to cover his bulk.
He seems friendly enough anyway (and not at all like the last weirdo she met here), and she flashes a smile at his head as it sticks out from behind the tree. “Lyris. Nice to meet you.” God he really is a big creature, must be some draft in there somewhere. Probably doesn’t do well in the summer heat. “Heat getting to yah there big guy?” She snorts quietly. “Want some help with that?”
It was here that her grandmother had run into the stallion that had attacked her. Here that, in the heat of the assault, Lyris’ mother had been created. A simple, every day horrible act, that had changed so much. Without it, Lyris would not be here.
Odd to think about, really. Such a horrible thing to be thankful for. But she is. Because without it she wouldn’t exist.
She shakes her head suddenly, trying to clear her head. Such a weird, melancholy train of thought.
Thankfully a welcome distraction is on its way. As she tries to concentrate on the land before her, a large black shape moving in her direction catches her attention. She focuses in, curious. It’s a stallion, a massive black stallion. He continues on towards her, not stopping until he too is under the shade of the oak. He says he’s here for the shade and while she doesn’t entirely believe him (she’s met too many horses with ulterior motives), she lets it be. There’s no point in trying to call him on it, and besides, the oak probably is the only tree in the meadow throwing enough shade to cover his bulk.
He seems friendly enough anyway (and not at all like the last weirdo she met here), and she flashes a smile at his head as it sticks out from behind the tree. “Lyris. Nice to meet you.” God he really is a big creature, must be some draft in there somewhere. Probably doesn’t do well in the summer heat. “Heat getting to yah there big guy?” She snorts quietly. “Want some help with that?”
Lyris
I’ll burn this whole city down
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RE: I’ll burn this whole city down; Gaza - Lyris - 07-23-2015
He’s a little handsome, now that she thinks on it. In a big, awkward sort of way. Not really her type usually (she likes a man with a little more experience), but she can still appreciate. At least he’s a sight better looking (and more friendly!) than the last guy she met here.
She can’t help but chuckle too, when he mentions being from the Deserts. Definitely not the first kingdom she would have guessed, considering how he’s reacting to the heat. “The Deserts eh? They might wanna rethink how they’re making them these days then.” A stallion as big and black as himself can’t do well in all that sand and sun. Especially when he’s clearly doing so poorly in the summer heat of the meadow, which can’t be near as bad as it gets in the Deserts. Perhaps that’s why he’s here to begin with!
He certainly perks up though at her offer. Her smile widens and she winks playfully. “Oh a few things …” She throws her head up to the sky, concentrating hard. It’s always difficult to bring out weather that’s against the season, but she’s always up for a little challenge. The air around them chills and a white cloud gathers overhead. She manages to pull a few, tiny snowflakes out of the cloud before she returns her gaze to Gaza.
“Hmmm … how ‘bout a kiss?” She’s a little amused with her own brazenness - she’s usually not one for flirting - but she just goes with it. Why not have a little fun? He is cute after all …
She can’t help but chuckle too, when he mentions being from the Deserts. Definitely not the first kingdom she would have guessed, considering how he’s reacting to the heat. “The Deserts eh? They might wanna rethink how they’re making them these days then.” A stallion as big and black as himself can’t do well in all that sand and sun. Especially when he’s clearly doing so poorly in the summer heat of the meadow, which can’t be near as bad as it gets in the Deserts. Perhaps that’s why he’s here to begin with!
He certainly perks up though at her offer. Her smile widens and she winks playfully. “Oh a few things …” She throws her head up to the sky, concentrating hard. It’s always difficult to bring out weather that’s against the season, but she’s always up for a little challenge. The air around them chills and a white cloud gathers overhead. She manages to pull a few, tiny snowflakes out of the cloud before she returns her gaze to Gaza.
“Hmmm … how ‘bout a kiss?” She’s a little amused with her own brazenness - she’s usually not one for flirting - but she just goes with it. Why not have a little fun? He is cute after all …
Lyris
I’ll burn this whole city down
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RE: I’ll burn this whole city down; Gaza - Lyris - 08-11-2015
She had noticed that he's younger, but as she stands there grinning, she's suddenly struck by how very young he must be. He has no scars, grey hairs or wear marks of any kind to show any signs of aging ... he can't be older than five. Barely out of childhood. She feels a little like she's corrupting him. What fun!
"Ahh I see. Well the Jungle is green, but I don't think it would appeal to you all that much." If he can't even handle the dry heat of the the Desert, there's no way he could stand the thick, muggy heat of the Jungle. She even has trouble with it at times and she's lived there for most of her life! "The Gates is supposed to be quite green?" Another kingdom she has yet to visit - she should get on that. "The Falls too." And that one she can at least confirm personally.
When she finally pulls out her trick, she feels more than a little pleased to see the shock and awe on his face. She certainly does like to make an impression.
He however, manages to surprise her in return with his boldness. Instead of becoming flustered like she would have expected from most stallions his age, he rises to the challenge and gives her, well, way more than a simple peck. If she'd been human, she would have had a line of goosebumps along the path his muzzle and lips had taken.
She's a little flustered and it surprises her. She's used to being the one doing the frustrating, used to being the one to shock and annoy others with her behaviour. But she covers it as best she can (the only sign is a slight rise in the air temperature) and smirks at him. "You call that a kiss?! I think you can do better!" And she is entirely willing to test it.
Perhaps she's not the one who's going to do the corrupting.