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Post by joltbelle on Jan 4, 2009 20:46:03 GMT -5
"I am so sorry, sometimes I wish I had a sixth sense" she mumbled with irratation at herself. She wanted to ask more questions about his daughter but knew her Leader's well-being was at stake. Their day had gone well so far, best not to push it.
Tuira looked back toward where they had entered the safe haven. An uncomfortable feeling hung in the air. She knew what it was like to lose a loved one. However in this case it sound as if Halo didn't know for sure. -That is much worse. Wondering if you should keep hope about them.- With a bob of her head she walked smoothly back to the entrance of the haven. Her thoughts roared louder than the waterfall behind her as her hooves plod the soft, damp earth. She slowed to stop and looked back at Halo with a smile that showed more enthusiasm than what she felt.
Her forelock fell over her eyes when she twitched her ears. With a sigh she bobbed her head until her mane fell back out of her sight. Her eyes scanned the sky appreciatively with the clouds looking soft in all the blue.
Tosh
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Post by Halo on Jan 5, 2009 13:48:38 GMT -5
Halo mentally kicks himself for sounded so sore about it. He does it every time someone asks and every time he makes someone guilty for it. It’s not their fault and it’s not their fault for asking; they didn’t know and can’t read his mind. He’s just a big fool, really, a court jester playing the part of a king. There is a rustle of movement beside him and he lifts his head in the direction Tuira had been, his gaze having to follow her invisible trail towards where they had come into Symphony Falls. He tilts his head and smiles back at her, a little curious about whether or not he should follow after or not. Maybe he should, just to assure her that he is fine about the whole thing and doesn’t want her to be upset about it. Or then he can just look foolish for assuming she is sad for his sake.
Maybe he is turning arrogant, like Joker, the King of Highlands of Darkened Frost. He snorts with distaste of the idea and tosses his head, bounding forward in a smooth, collected lope. As he approaches he slows to a trot and then stops with his body perfectly aligned with her bodice. He nudges her shoulder playfully with his own and smiles. “I hope you are not feeling bad for my sake.” There, that sounds better than what else was concocting in his head. ~Jynxed Halo
(OOC: Sorry, I wasn’t sure if you were hinting that you wanted to end the thread or what. If you do, let me know. >.>)
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Post by joltbelle on Jan 19, 2009 20:37:37 GMT -5
Ooc: Yes. I am just not completely sure as to what else to write, so yes, it would be fine to end this thread. Also I don't always have time to reply to the posts, or get on the internet at all. Should I begin to post how long I will possibly be gone?
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Post by Halo on Jan 20, 2009 9:11:44 GMT -5
OOC: It's cool on ending the thread, but, um, I'm not really sure I understood your last sentence.
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