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[It had been a long day and the storm was quite welcome, the heavy droplets that rolled down along his his spine, and soaking into his mane to drench him completely was rather refreshing. It made the stallion giddy and feel drunk with joy, his heavy hooves clashed noisily against the pavement the way he bucked, kicked and whinnied his way to the park.

His long elegant tail switched this way and that behind him, as if he were desperately trying to remain balanced. Once those cloven and silvered hooves came into contact, with the lush, fresh grass he throws himself heavily, landing on the grass with a thud on his back, rolling and wiggling like a drowning worm on the grass.

Jezeus was the happiest he had been in a long time, sure the human form was fun and useful, yet nothing compared to his own natural skin, especially when he was rolling it hard against the ground to make his own mud puddle.]
greenteengenius: (Curiouser)
From: [personal profile] greenteengenius
[Lyrl, meanwhile, is hanging around in the trees in his underwear. It brings back good times.]

Now, what would you be?

[It's addressed to himself--he's not expecting the thing to answer.]

Date: 2012-08-14 06:17 am (UTC)
greenteengenius: (Curiouser)
From: [personal profile] greenteengenius
[Lyrl's eyebrows go up just slightly. He's seen people who come in a lot of forms but most of them have fingers or tentacles or something. This one looked like a new type of horse.]

A unicorn. What planet do you come from?

hey, no big

Date: 2012-08-14 06:41 am (UTC)
greenteengenius: (Thinky)
From: [personal profile] greenteengenius
Voorl, though I am Coluan by blood.

[Well, half Coluan, anyway.]

I was not aware Earth had a sentient species by that name. Perhaps you're from another Earth?

Date: 2012-08-14 06:53 am (UTC)
greenteengenius: (Diplomacy)
From: [personal profile] greenteengenius
This is a nexus. Anyone here might be from anywhere, anywhere being rather larger than usual in this case.

[Lyrl gives the hoof before shrugging and shaking it. It's not like he's unused to getting dirty or getting his hands on hoofed animals--it's just that he's usually ripping their throats out with his teeth.

And if he can't have a meal he'll have information.]

Are you a shapeshifter by any chance? It's rare to find a sentient being who can't manipulate objects with some dexterity.

Date: 2012-08-14 07:05 am (UTC)
greenteengenius: (>_>)
From: [personal profile] greenteengenius
Good to know.

[He's used to everyone being daft, though.]

I'm curious. If I am to be stuck here for now, I would at least have it be informative.

[And he's not going starite-hunting in this weather.]

Date: 2012-08-16 01:01 am (UTC)
greenteengenius: (Default)
From: [personal profile] greenteengenius
Is it aging you?

[He shrugs.]

I plan to remain lounging here until the rain stops.

Date: 2012-08-16 02:05 am (UTC)
greenteengenius: (Default)
From: [personal profile] greenteengenius
Your purity? How provincial.

I am muddy enough I think. [Especially with you getting it all over the place.]

Date: 2012-08-18 09:19 pm (UTC)
greenteengenius: (Default)
From: [personal profile] greenteengenius
[Why does he even try socializing? He leans and relaxes.]

Are you planning on running around naked but for the mud after this?

Date: 2012-08-19 03:44 am (UTC)
greenteengenius: (>_>)
From: [personal profile] greenteengenius
Have you considered writing "tub" on a piece of paper?

Date: 2012-08-19 04:23 am (UTC)
greenteengenius: (>_>)
From: [personal profile] greenteengenius
[He winces; did you have to shake on him? Even if he was planning to shower later ... ]

This power is wasted on you if you do not even consider how it may be used. [He shakes his head.]

Date: 2012-08-19 04:41 am (UTC)
greenteengenius: (Default)
From: [personal profile] greenteengenius
Perhaps it is. Perhaps you are. The whole thing is irritatingly mysterious.

Date: 2012-08-16 01:59 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] koudelka
[ She was used to trying to scrape together shelter wherever she could in order to wait until storms subsided. Today she didn't have such luck in finding an abandoned doorway which she could sit under until the storm passed, she had to opt into sitting under one of the trees in the nearby park. Koudelka adorned for a ratty brown cape that she used in order to shield her head from some of the stray droplets that found their way between the leaves.

She glanced up as the strange horse romped its way into the park, rolling about as if it were a child. Almost immediately she could sense that the creature had some...strange spirit about it. Something very old. But she couldn't pinpoint exactly what was so unusual about this particular creature--Such was the gift and curse of a clairvoyant. In these cases she couldn't ignore the feeling. Perhaps touch and interaction would provide more clarity.

The girl narrowed her eyes and stood up. Sheathing her face she approached the horse, she bore in mind that she should give it some space. ]

Aren't you being a little childish?

Date: 2012-08-19 03:24 am (UTC)
koudelka: (Lightness)
From: [personal profile] koudelka
[ Ah, so it could talk. At least it wasn't a malevolent spirit. However, what was this creature doing out here? She gave a bit of a condescending snicker and put a hand to her mouth. ] You don't say. I was under the impression that your kind were much more ..graceful.

Date: 2012-08-19 04:18 am (UTC)
koudelka: (Come)
From: [personal profile] koudelka
[ She gave couldn't help but restrain an amused laugh in the back of her throat which spilled out into the beginning of her words. ]

Don't be coy with me. Besides, It's not bathing if your goal is to get the dirt on yourself.


Date: 2012-08-19 05:16 pm (UTC)
koudelka: (Lighting)
From: [personal profile] koudelka
[ Of course, the some speckles of the mud were flung right in her direction. She didn't find it too particularly bothersome; she was already hampered from the rain. What was a little dirt on top of that? She simply gave a small and hiss of breath between her teeth. ]

I find it hard to believe that someone as old as you worries about those kinds of things. Then again, considering how you act..

[ Of course, knowing his age was just based on the gut feeling she had at that point. She wasn't completely sure if it was accurate, but Koudelka tended to move on instincts. ]

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