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| ƒierce | Nov 5 2013, 06:58 PM Post #1 | ||||
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LIAISONyou make me righteous, like i can rise above it all A smirk lies coiled on her varnished black lips, her mismatched eyes surveying the land as if it were a plaything to be had. But the young mare stands quietly, not calling out for attention. She would have it soon enough. The smirk twists at her lips, morphing her demeanor into one of spite before smoothing into a reserved and sinister thing. Her rich bay color was tarnished and laced with white paint, snowflake and varnish markings, darkened into black at her legs before fading into more white markings. By far, she was one of her parents' prettiest. An example of beauty that could be so intelligent and molded from the dark. The moonlight gave the land a pretty blue glow, and the pale light shone in her blue and brown eyes. The black tips of her ears twisted back into the jet tendrils of her mane. Despite the slight sensation of nerves roiling about in her barrel, Liaison couldn't deny the exhilaration at being on her own. All the opportunities she could have. Konsair would have rather kept the young mare with her, but Liaison was determined. And she wouldn't budge. Her mother was on her own, just as much as Liaison was now. The pintaloosa didn't want to be tied down; so she left as soon as she could have. She was disappointed with her father, a Light. And, while she had learned much of the Darks from her mother, Liaison knew that her mother was getting into the later years of her prime. She, on the other hoof, was ready to spread her wings. The bay had not had much interaction with males, but she figured that it took practice. She would have to learn as she went and not hide her intelligence. Now she just had to wait for a stallion to show up, and Liaison would begin her own life. but you’re the only one that brings out the demonfemale . bay pintaloosa . appaloosa sporthorse . 15.3 hands . ezra x konsair . dark OOC: click her name to see her lineart Edited by ƒierce, Nov 9 2013, 10:35 AM.
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| Bibliobibuli | Nov 18 2013, 01:42 AM Post #2 | ||||
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It had been quite some time since the inky stallion had found himself wandering the homeless lands. His herd was quite bountiful, and all of youth, nonetheless. That was something to be said for a stallion nearing his fourteenth birthday. Though Lothan was still the picture of prime and power. He had good bloodlines, his sire, who has surpassed twenty by a few years, was still nagging him back in Navigator Point. He was just waiting for the day his sire became senile enough to distort the efforts of Lothan to push him over one of the many cliffs that consisted of their home, or at last lose his footing, making it easier for the both of them. The fact that Lothan allowed Maurus to remain showed he wasn't completely heartless, even if at most times he could appear so. Navigator Point had just welcomed it's second set of twins, and Lothan could use a break from the disgusting innocence so many foals brought to the land. It made him look soft, being surrounded by all his spotted and paint babies. Apparently the thoroughbred hybrid had a thing for spots and blotches, and cradle robbing. Though he saw no issues with this, if anything it just further concreted his confidence. This is why when dark eyes fell upon the form of the bay paint and spotted form of the mare just few meters away, his interest was instantly drawn to her. Instead of hurrying, he proceeded with a cocky saunter. It was his first experience with a mare he didn't hold claim over in quite some time, he was a little out of practice in the charm section. After all, when the newness of his arrogant humor rubbed off he lost most his charm. He smirked, this must have meant that against their will (them being his mares) they succumbed to him, they must have to still be there even after the charm wore off. Once close enough, he spoke. No warning whicker was given as surely she would have noticed him approaching. "Don't waste your time waiting on a prince charming, follow your new king. My name is Lothan." He offered a wink, before his face reverted to being void of expression. "And might this youthful vision I lay my eyes upon have a name?" Not bad, he thought, for being out of practice. He wasn't necessarily gearing to bring another mare home, but if the boat rocked that way he wouldn't contest. She would be a pretty trophy. |
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| ƒierce | Dec 16 2013, 12:37 PM Post #3 | ||||
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LIAISONyou make me righteous, like i can rise above it all The pintaloosa was little more than surprised when a stallion of onyx shade came sauntering her way. He was older, dark in color, and clearly into his prime. How fitting that this male should have come to her. Though Liaison had no idea who he was, she didn't really care. When he spoke, the white-tarnished maiden was almost positive that this was the sort of stallion that she had been looking for. Too bad for Konsair; she would have really liked him too. Despite his charming words, Liaison could almost tell that it was an act, but he was a good show. The smirk previously on her black varnished lips crept across her features again, staying on her lips as she spoke. "I am called Liaison, and kings are the only ones worth my time." Konsair would almost have smiled at that. Her mismatched eyes gazed upon him carefully, surveying him and watching ever so close. This Lothan character had her interested, very interested. Liaison didn't care about charms and acts. She would have been delighted to see his true nature and demeanor. but you’re the only one that brings out the demonfemale . bay pintaloosa . appaloosa sporthorse . 15.3 hands . ezra x konsair . dark OOC: Sorry it's not longer, Bib. I'm still getting used to playing her. sorry it's late! |
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| Bibliobibuli | Jan 8 2014, 12:27 AM Post #4 | ||||
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Her response wasn't what the stallion was typically used to. More often than not his ego irritated the mares he approached, making their decision to follow him back to his snowy kingdom all the more victorious. While he found her response interestingly different, how he went about speaking to a homeless mare hadn't changed. Long cords of his crimson tinted tail slapped at his hindquarters as he took in her demeanor in the brief silence. So she was expecting a king, and he was befitting of the title. Just where would she fit in in his herd? Mares traditionally were the decision makers when it came to homeless, but with Lothan, nothing is traditional. "You say kings are the only stallions worth your time. Well, lucky you I am a king." Ivories flashed in a jabbing sneer as he paused briefly to survey her young attractive physique. "What makes you so sure you are worth my time? Are you more than just a pretty spotted face? I'll tell you, my mares would eat you up if you lacked backbone. It's a battle of wits, and I know better than to bring home someone ill equipped." A sideways smile formed, his husk voice laced with amusement and sultry charm. Her exotic, young, lustrous body was enough to draw the stallions first attention, like it would any other. Though Lothan knew better than to let any pretty face linger in his kingdom, let alone allow them to call him king. ooc: No worries! My replies wont be as long as usual as I have a lot of posts to do. |
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| ƒierce | Jan 27 2014, 02:01 PM Post #5 | ||||
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LIAISONyou make me righteous, like i can rise above it all The briefest smirk dashed across her charcoal lips, her mismatched eyes watched as Lothan spoke. Her pretty face raised a few degrees. What made her worth his time? She breathed, thinking for a moment. A smart mare would do that. "I would say that I am more than a pretty face, but what mare wouldn't say that? I think that I would bring new intelligence and perspective into your herd, and, with time, I could prove to be useful and productive." She was trying her hand at selling herself. Liaison had little experience in a herd setting, but she knew that she'd have to try it at some point. She was young and untried, but she was determined almost to a fault. but you’re the only one that brings out the demonfemale . bay pintaloosa . appaloosa sporthorse . 15.3 hands . ezra x konsair . dark |
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