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Post by Caylis on Mar 3, 2013 10:35:20 GMT -5
Brynneth nodded and followed Circa, murmuring an apology to her friend as she said. "Sorry about that, it's just that I can't stand people with attitudes like that. First, Heroin and now, Carnal." She bowed her head as she realized that Circa wanted nothing more to do with it. "Sorry once again."
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Post by Jason on Mar 3, 2013 10:56:06 GMT -5
After watching the scene for how long, as the others trotted off, some fuming, others calm, he decided to come out, his darling rabbit about his neck. He had not wanted to risk her safety. But he was aware Static respected him, so she was the one he would spend his time around. "Bonjour, mademoiselle," he purred, snaking in between Funeral's feet if he was still present. "Such constant harsh word," said he in a loud heave. "Comparing leaders is no good, considering everyone has strengths and weaknesses. And death at the claws of a slave is not necessarily a show of weakness. After all, my Victor ended up a slave here for a short period of time. Of course, everyone thought Former was a bit foolish for keeping him, but Victor is strong and would always make an excellent bargaining piece? Don't you think?" He shrugged his shoulders and sat down in front of her, curling his tail around his paws.
Chardonnay squeaked a few times, seeming to speak now, as these squeaks sounded very close to Shard's French. "Oui," he said, letting her out and onto the ground. "Mais rester entre mes pattes." She listened to him and stayed between his paws, as requested. She piped up again and he chuckled. "She asks if you would like to train with her. She thinks I am too small for constant training. She just needs to practice her jumping. You don't have to, though."
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Post by Silverfang on Mar 3, 2013 11:40:34 GMT -5
The King watched as the beings began to leave, Funeral keeping his mind on the alert as the air of agitation and things not so desirable was thick around them. Once the area was clear, the body would relax, eyes closing as he thought. There was probably nostalgia in that thick head, but it was quickly brushed off as the fur of something small made it's way around his legs. Staring down at Shard, his jaws kept shut, overlooking him for a bit - a rabbit? And this.. foreign language..
A shake of the head; the King wouldn't turn this into a trivial streak for himself. Perhaps he stopped understanding Shard at this point, but there was an amount of respect for the older male that lingered as well. He placed himself near the two left, and settled down, ears perked if anyone else wished to join the calmer group. [/color]
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Post by kahara on Mar 3, 2013 11:46:16 GMT -5
STATIC DONOVAN
[/i] She said kindly. The small cat and his pet rabbit were still an interesting sight to the spy and, as with last time, she couldn't pry her eyes from them. When he proceeded to talk in that strange language -- French, was it? -- she tilted her head. Definitely something she had to look into -- other languages. In the world of being a spy it certainly had to be handy to know how others spoke. "Train.. with her? Practice jumping? Well.. sure, why not. I won't hurt her though, will I?" Static asked. She had nothing else to do with her time after the argument with Carnal, and to pass time with Shard and Chardonnay would be an interesting experience.[/ul][/blockquote]
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Post by Jason on Mar 3, 2013 12:38:12 GMT -5
Chardonnay leapt onto his shoulders in a swift, fluid motion, moving to stand on his head. She was still not even half way to maturity, but sharing Shard’s blood was certainly affecting her, causing her to outperform any grown rabbit. Not that she would ever be a threat, but he wanted her to be able to avoid all threats. He changed to a sitting position and held his paw. “Show them your balance, dear.” She jumped unto his paw and sat up on her hind leg, perfectly balanced and steady. “She just wants to practice her agility with something larger than me.” The rabbit jumped down so he could hold up both paws for her. “You hold your paws up like this and when she makes contact, just push a bit.” He smiled and demonstrated. Chardonnay sat in front of him now, and with little warning, the fluffy, brown rabbit launched at his left paw, landed on it vertically and launched off and was on the ground again. Then she did it to the right paw. He occasionally moved his paws and the little creature became a mahogany blur. She stopped and Shard put his paws down. “Pretty easy? I can offer you some training as well. Teach you a few secrets. Or languages.”
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Post by kahara on Mar 4, 2013 0:52:43 GMT -5
STATIC DONOVAN
[/i] She said as she placed her paws up like Shard had done and practiced the same movement. When the spy felt she had the movement down she gave Chardonnay and Shard a nod. "Alright, ready when you are. And I'd love to learn a few languages from you.. and any special moves you may have." Static said. She tried well to hide her excitement from sounding like a cub again. But truth be told she was very excited. This small, mysterious cat had taken an interest in her. That or he was very overly polite, much unlike many in Meurtrier. Nonetheless she thought herself a fool if she'd turn down a nice offer like that. Static was so caught up in the training and talk she'd almost not noticed the king was close with them.[/ul][/blockquote]
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