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Post by frostylover on Jul 17, 2009 12:53:07 GMT -8
Falcon walked in The Fringe, looking for women. Of course. The short 25 year old man scanned his grey, almost white eyes over the ground. No women in sight. Dang. He rubbed his Short, spiked white blonde hair with his hand. Where could he find a lady? He was foolish, but he could not help it. He was driven crazy by women, and loved it. Short, tall, skinny, wide, it did not matter to him. They were all the same. All Women, man's favorite creature.
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Post by kylie on Jul 17, 2009 13:04:30 GMT -8
Alice's tiny little frame danced across the blooming forest. Spring had come, and everything was filled with life. The trees were no longer bare, the woodland creatures awoke from their slumber, and the sun was bright again. Here and there, the sun's light peeked through the canopy and warmed Alice's pale skin. She was silent as her small feet danced across the forest floor. The fae parted her bright pink lips and began to sing. She didn't sing words so much as syllables such as "ah" and "la" in her high soprano vocals. The doe didn't care if she warned the woodland creatures of her presence, because she loved them. Her trilling voice rang through the silent forest as her song shot higher and higher in pitch until it was an almost inhuman sound. She continued skipping through the forest, sing her sweet song. "La-da-dum-dee-ah." she continued in her chirpy, bird-like voice. She ran forward with a sudden burst of speed and leapt into the air, twirling around, before landing softly on a bed of pine needles.
Alice wasn't at all a big person. Standing at only 4' 10" she tended to look a bit weak. She was very thin, but what she lacked in muscle she made up for with her speed and agility. Alice continued dancing through the forest, singing her sweet melody. Here and there, she would stop to marvel at the creatures around her, but for the most part she left the bushes and creatures alone. She would never dare harm another animal, seeing as she was vegetarian.
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Post by frostylover on Jul 17, 2009 13:07:43 GMT -8
Falcon heard a fae's voice and instantly woke up more. He looked around and saw that it was coming from the forest and that is where he went. he followed the voice like a beacon until he found the fae. He sat in a bush and spied on her. She was quite small, under 5 feet. Yet he was only 5'9" so look who should be talking.
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Post by autumn on Jul 17, 2009 13:10:06 GMT -8
Autumn entered the fringe. Her red hair was now quite messy from all the running she had been doing today. She wasnt in the fringe for any particular reason. She just liked to see all the different races together. In some ways it was magical. She stood on the edge looking around. She saw a young human scanning the crowd but gave up. He must be looking for someone. She sat against a tree and looked up. The sunlight was blinding and she quickly looked back down.
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Post by frostylover on Jul 17, 2009 13:12:36 GMT -8
Falcon sensed another fae and soon saw her. She was wuite a beauty, despite her scars. He watched both faes at the same time.
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Post by kylie on Jul 17, 2009 13:16:48 GMT -8
"I know you're there." she giggled. When she giggled it was a light and airy thing, and almost irresistible to not laugh along. There wasn't a hair out of place on her perfectly un-neat head. Her short black locks spiked out to the side, accenting her pale skin. She continued her song, acting as if he wasn't there, as she awaited a reply. Her song still sported no words, but it was beautiful all the same. The pitches of her song reached new heights, almost making up for her physical lack of it. She danced around, hardly caring if he was there, but made sure not to stray too much so that her petite ears would catch his reply.
She assesed the space in front of her before running forward and launching her small frame into the air. She spun twice before landing softly on the ground. she climbed into a low branch in a tree and leaped off of it, this time flipping, before landing in a bed of pine needles. She continued her crazy antics, dancing and singing all the while.
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Post by autumn on Jul 17, 2009 13:18:47 GMT -8
Autumn noticed that man looking at her. She blinked her light hazel eyes. Odd. She pulled a small book out of her pack and began to write. After a moment she looked up again. There was another in the fringe. A small pixie-like female. Autumn shook her head and looked at her book again. She missed the dancing.
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Post by frostylover on Jul 17, 2009 13:21:13 GMT -8
Falcon smiled. One fae was quite energetic, that would be.. fun. He looked at the other, she looked wise and smart. he stood up. "Oh so you do little fae?" he said to the first then glanced back at the second. Women were soo enticing to him.
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Post by autumn on Jul 17, 2009 13:25:13 GMT -8
Autumn ignored all that was going on around her. Memories is what she wrote in the book. Memories of her sisters (Alice and Bailey). Memories of her brothers (Alex and Caleb). Memories of her mother, and of her father. Not all were pleasant. But that was the thing with memories. Most were not. Even memories of beating, she wrote those too. writing was in a way her saviour.
(bad spelling)
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Post by kylie on Jul 17, 2009 13:34:39 GMT -8
The pixie-like fem turned her emerald gaze on the other who was unknowingly dubbed Falcon. "I'm fantastic, thanks." she said, a dazzling smile on her beautiful features. All of the features on her beautiful face were bright, despite the previous events of the past night. "I was just singing. I love to sing! And dance, too. Do you enjoy singing and dancing?" her green eyes were sparked with curiosity. She continued her enchanting melody, her soprano vocals, echoing through the quiet forest. She brought her right leg back, and curled her right arm in front of her. She then stuck her left arm straight to the side. She pushed her right leg off of the ground, performing a graceful pirouette.
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Post by autumn on Jul 17, 2009 13:37:31 GMT -8
Now Autumn was listening in. The other female in the clearing was already making her mad. She was annoying. Like everything in the world was sunshine and flowers. That girl has never had a day of hardship Autumn muttered softly so nobody could hear. Autumn looked up, not showing any of her annoyance on her face yet and smiled at both of them.
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Post by frostylover on Jul 17, 2009 13:38:37 GMT -8
Falcon grinned slyly. "depends on the kind of dace." he chuckled. "And what is your name my dear fae?" he asked her. The Word WOMEN and FUN were mixing them selves in his head. It looked something like this. Women are fun. He was foolish and crazy for them.
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Post by kylie on Jul 17, 2009 13:45:53 GMT -8
"I dance all kinds." she said cheerfully. "My name is Alice." she shot him another dazzling smile through bright pink lips. "What is your name?" her chirpy, sing-song voice pressed upwards in pitch. She continued her enchanting song, this time changing the mood of it. The melody was now a lulliby sound. It was gentle and sweet. Her dancing changed, too, into a more graceful, flowing dance. She twirled around him, jumping upwards to whisper the words into his ear.
She didn't care what he thought of her, for she was a carefree induvidual. Some may think her immature but others would realize she is just a very happy induvidual. She quieted for a moment, craning her head so that she could hear the songbirds. When they quieted, she replied to them, copying their melody, exactly but adding her own twist to it. "I love the songbirds." she said matter-of-factly.
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Post by autumn on Jul 17, 2009 13:50:09 GMT -8
Autumns head shot up upon hearing the name Alice. My sisters name... Autumn stood. "Hello" She said with a smile approaching the two people.
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Post by frostylover on Jul 17, 2009 13:50:53 GMT -8
Falcon smiled, one thing on his mind. FUN. "Falcon, and you are sure you do ALL dances?" he asked.
He turned to the other fae. "That is a beautiful name." he said and smiled at Autumn.
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