Wandering Memories

Thread in 'Ramathian Scrolls' started by Dragon Gaurdian, May 8, 2006.

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  1. ooc: Timestamp: 17 Dyo 81380

    Character: Drsuj

    IC: A blackened figure moved amoungst the ruins. It seemed to move on all four paws before quickly switching to two and back to four. He tried to stand on two legs and his eyes flashed with determination. Succeding, he seemed to caress part of the ruins. He had hidden himself out here for quite a while, content as he was far away from Kokoni prision. He smiled slightly, he couldn't get this place out of his life, he was just always drawn back here. It was his perfect refuge, nobody ever thought to search up here for the escaped Kokoni prisioner, and he hoped no one ever would. Therefore, every time he encourterned problems that were linked slightly to him, he would come here and relive the moments he had spent here.

    It was true, that during that time, it did nothing to help him renew his civilized being, but he still enjoyed the time he spent here. Drsuj let his paw drop from the ruin and he started to walk again, and odd figure moving about, but seemingly as one and at peace with the ruins about him. He felt safe here, which was good for him considering there were so few safe places he felt.
     
  2. <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span>
    <table class='ooc'><tr><td>Who:Ryokko
    Wearing:Blue shirt, with black pants, and black crescent moon earrings</td></tr></table>


    Ryo's wings silently beat the air. Her eyes flashed as she looked around. she was lost. She knew it plain and simple, she was somewhere, but lost. She groaned, and flew down, perching on some stone object. Well it wasn't stone, as she noticed, but rather metal, amazed she stroked her perch. She let out a coo of amazement and pulled a small poket knife out, cutting a round hole the size of a quarter out of it. amazed she slipped it into her pocket, that would fetch fine in the market if she carved it.

    She stood up and streached, he wings unfolded were huge. Or so the dark made i look, her almost see through wings were that way. Something moved below, who would be here washer only guess, as she crouched down and looked at the figure, she smiled, he teeth somewhat, glinting in the dim moonlight.

    Her tail lashed back and forth like a hungry cat, as she watched her, target. She closed her eyes shortly after she had crouched and sighed, finally, Ryokko had a source of entertainment.
     
  3. Drsuj looked about him once more. His burt charcoal colored fur seemed out of place amoungst all the white snow. He chuckled and dropped to all four feet once again, his front paws connecting with a cold crunch. He jumped up slightly at the unexpected feeling. Suddenly, one ear became trained to the area above him where Ryo was. His eyes shifted from right in front of him to out the side, almost glaring in that direction. He turned his head away but kept one ear trained on the area he had sensed another 'dragon was.
     
  4. Her silvers eyes flashed. He knew she was there. She spat, and slid down the side of her perch. When she touched the bottom, the snow made a loud crunch, followed by a swiftly hissed curse. So much for the element of surprise Ryokko was going for. To keep from making more noise, Ryokko glided along the top of the snow, barely touching, but barely flying either. Today, her hair was bound by brown leather, gold beads holding it in place. It kept her hair from flying around, and giving her more silence.

    She landed down next to the burnt colored arden. As she stood there like they knew each other she got bored with the silece and said, "<span style='color:blue'>Hi, what's your name? I'm Ryokko.</span>"
     
  5. His eyes flickered to her and he scuttled away slightly as she landed. He flicked his eyes and one ear to her as she questioned him "My name is known to few and far between and you are too close and too many." he said it in the scratchy type of voice one would expect from a hermit who has had little use for words in his life. he spoke in the same ryhming and hidden meaning forms that one would expect a hermit to use as well.

    OOC: Hehehe! i'm feeling very novelist/poet today
     
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