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| Dreamy Ideal | Apr 14 2010, 04:06 PM Post #16 |
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you can be king
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Odell continued through the sand that made him sluggish towards the person that set off Bruce’s attention for the second time that day. Blue orbs smiled as his lips did when the silhouette of the person started filling in while the distance between them further faded. “You look like a mess.” The first words that left the other’s mouth served to make the prince chuckle towards the brunette, stopping just short of him so he could slide on his shoes again. Bruce ran circles around the other man’s feet happily, woofing up a storm. “Good morning to you Nolan.” He greeted as he fought for balance on the shore that threatened to throw him off of his feet before he could get his slippers back onto them. Nolan was the son of a noble that took residence in his castle and shared a large amount of lessons with him. Nolan was Odell’s favorite person in the world because Nolan was a dangerous man…or a daring young adult gearing up to be a dangerous man. Nolan was his exploration partner, his companion in crime, and Nolan was his best buddy. Nolan also had a funny name but Odell never told him because Nolan had a bad temper. Nolan was also a lot stronger than he was and Nolan had no problems tossing him into the ocean and watching him flail around for breath while submerged in the salt water because Nolan was a bit of a sadist. Nolan had his good and his bad points. “What are you doing up sp early? It’s barely noon.” Over the conversation that Bruce was trying to have with him in his doggie language Nolan spoke to the robed prince, folding his arms over his chest. “There were women in my bedroom making out so loud that I couldn’t sleep.” Silence. “Ow.” Odell rubbed the spot on his forehead where the palm of Nolan’s hand hit him, giving a bit of a glare before he slid into laughter. “If you’re going to lie to me at least make it less appealing.” The man in the riding getup chastised in his deep voice, shaking his head. “Now what are you doing out here?” “Talking to a hot red head…stop that.” The prince protectively shielded his head when he was hit again, no longer laughing. “What did I just say?” Odell didn’t know what he was going to have to do in order to make his friend believe he was telling the truth. He never told him anything less but unless he was saying that he was bored out of his mind or ready to do something that could get them into trouble in spite of them being ‘of age’ it was typically held as though Odell was embellishing his boring life. There was some benefit though, he could tell his friend just about anything to get it off of his chest and never worry about him figuring it out. “Come on, we’ve got riding and you probably need to take a shower.” Nolan stepped forward, gave him a sniff, and then wrinkled up his nose. Odell pushed him away and laughed, moving up the beach and back towards the palace, tapping the brand new shells stuffed into his robe pocket. |
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I wonder why it is I don't argue like this with anyone but you | |
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| prismcircuits | Apr 18 2010, 09:26 PM Post #17 |
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Songbird~
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((Sorry for being gone, I've been sick X___x )) Leith slowly made his way toward the beach, treading water and casting his eyes out toward the shore to try and spot the human and his fire-breathing monster. Had they, perhaps, run into a human or other sort of threat? It would make sense for Sir Bruce to want to protect his master, especially if he was a steward of the people. While Leith knew there wasn't much physically he could do to help, he had his Ceru and he could use it even from afar if need be. He paused in place and dove quickly underwater the moment he saw that the beautiful blonde Odell had stopped in front of another human male. He thought he would be seen at once considering the distance, but they were quite involved in their conversation to the point that he eventually lifted his head high enough out of the water so that his ears were no longer open to the sounds beneath the waves in favor of trying to eavesdrop on their conversation. Maybe it wasn't such a good move, to try and be sneaky around his possible human friend, but Leith couldn't help himself. He'd been enamored of Odell from the moment he'd caught sight of him and this seemed a natural sort of reaction. Curiosity, that's what it was in a word. He nearly jumped out of his scales when he saw the dark-haired male hit Odell on the head, but the expression on his face wasn't particularly threatening so he called off the energy that was swirling between his fingers back and continued watching. Hearing was utterly ridiculous a notion, since the wind was having fun with their words and all he caught was babbling nonsense or fractions of sound from where he was floating. But he felt instant stabs of envy with the way the pair was playing around. He'd seen many mermen his own age acting thus with their 'friends' but he'd never had the joy of experiencing such manly friendship, probably due to his cursed status. So Odell had human friends. Did that mean he would be reluctant to add a strange water-dweller among the ranks of his stylish companions? He could only wonder. |
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<center><img src="http://i1331.photobucket.com/albums/w586/satelliteolove/kosignew_zps709e1219.png"/> <size=2> And I'm damned if I do and I'm damned if I don't; So here's to drinks in the dark at the end of my road. And I'm ready to suffer and I'm ready to hope; It's a shot in the dark aimed right at my throat. </size></center> | |
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| Dreamy Ideal | Apr 23 2010, 06:53 PM Post #18 |
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you can be king
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((;; Gah! I hope you’re feeling better doll~)) Thankfully when Odell returned to his chambers the two forbidden lovers had their share of daring rendezvous and left their meeting room back to its owner. The prince unloaded the shells that he got on the beach into the small decorated box meant for such items that was stuffed in his bottom dresser drawer, then stripped down so he could shower and change into his riding clothes, all while Nolan banged against his door, shouting for the prince to hurry himself up with riling up Bruce to woofing at the same time. Speeding through his routine, Odell emerged from his room with a kick to the shins for Nolan. “And what was that for?” “You know what it was for. It takes more than 10 minutes to shower and dress.” Odell claimed, shutting the door to his room and starting down the hall towards the stairs, Bruce following on his heels. Nolan was quick to catch up after recovering from the blow to his leg and almost tripping over the dog that always turned all of his attention to the other human whenever he was around. “If you weren’t such a princess maybe it wouldn’t take you so long.” Nolan didn’t give him any slack for having to take more care with his appearance than other members of the house, cutting him off so he was the first down the stairs and in the main hall. “So seriously, what were you doing at the beach so early in the morning?” “I told you the first time why I was at the beach. I was up and there was this odd red head by the caves that I started talking to.” Odell stuck to his first story as they made their way outside, the prince turning down random requests for help by random servants that were in his path back to where the horses were kept. “He had seashells in his hair and called Bruce a fire breathing beast. I mean he was really freaked out by him.” Both men took a look over at said dog who found a way to trip over all of his paws. “He just seemed so…out of nowhere.” “Red hair?” Nolan pointed out the one part of the story he wasn’t buying. Odell nodded wildly. “Bright red, like you wouldn’t believe.” His friend shook his head. “You might have been still dreaming guy.” He said with a sympathetic pat to Odell’s back. That wasn’t a too far off possibility. Odell had the proper item to reassure him he didn’t have a dream crawling around on the beach but chances were he was going to be a busy man for the rest of the day and it would be long after nightfall before he had a chance to grab up the shell. |
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