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 Posted: Thu Aug 13, 2009 9:04 pm
*Kero's eyes grow wide...and he gently fingers the flower*
No way....the blood rose....How did she do this....
*Looks at Averus...guilt tinging his eyes pink*
Averus...I...I hadn't realized you thought me serious....sending someone on that little errand is a way to politely request their abscence...I needed to talk to Keva about something...but this....this...Averus...ask anything you want of me, and within reason, it is yours...have you any idea how rare this flower is?!
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Posted: Thu Aug 13, 2009 9:11 pm
The horse just rolls his eyes and sighs, "Get me some ice then... me mouth hurts..."
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Posted: Thu Aug 13, 2009 9:13 pm
*Kero takes Averus's mouth into his hands, glowing gold...every scratch heals...replaced by new flesh*
Better than some ice? Now what do ye really want, kiddo?
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Posted: Thu Aug 13, 2009 9:17 pm
"Nothing..." says the horse defensively. "I thought ye were serious. Took me forever to find that blossom." He is pouting, milking it for all it's worth, but he also has had his feelings hurt. Kerobian is beginning to realize just how simple and loyal the horse really is.
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Posted: Thu Aug 13, 2009 9:22 pm
*Kero takes Averus's head in his hands...knowing words can't convey this...and gently pulls hi into his mind, letting the images speak of how sorry he is...how he really did not know Averus thought he was serious...how he would never have sent him on that silly errand had he thought he would really looked for it*
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Posted: Thu Aug 13, 2009 9:27 pm
The colt nods once and trots off to bug Keva, but Kerobian senses he's lost a little of the horse's admiration with his fool's errand.
"Sorry, Kero, that boy of mine can be a little single minded at times." says Champhy with a knowing smile. "And I fear he looked up to you far more than ye might have thought he did."
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Posted: Thu Aug 13, 2009 9:36 pm
*Kero shakes his head*
I made a stupid mistake, Champhy...but he needed to realize that I'm still mortal....beneath all this, I'm still the baby dragon I once was...and I make stupid mistakes...lots of them...
*Turns into a lion cub, reminiscent of his old days, and curls up in front of one of the hearths, wrapping his tail around himself*
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Posted: Thu Aug 13, 2009 9:44 pm
"Regressing ain't gonna solve anything, Kero." says the horse wisely. "So does the young lord show promise or what? M'lady seems to think so, but the Master doesn't seem to think he's much for sword work."
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Posted: Thu Aug 13, 2009 9:46 pm
*Kero's ears flicks towards her*
I'm trying to take a nap...not regress...if I regress, you'll know, Champhy...and I have seen a talent in Keva...but I'm keeping it to myself for now...
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Posted: Thu Aug 13, 2009 9:52 pm
Champhy chuckles to herself as she goes about her work, but her step seems a little lighter for the news. Regardless of how Keva feels, the palace would indeed miss him if he left, because unlike his siblings, he has gone out of his way to cultivate friendships with most of the staff.
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Posted: Thu Aug 13, 2009 9:56 pm
*Kero is soon snoring, lulled into peace by the fire's heat*
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Posted: Thu Aug 13, 2009 10:02 pm
Averus convinces Keva to go swimming, even though the kitsune doesn't really care for the activity and everything seems to go fine until dinner time, when suddenly the young fox lord begins to sneeze and sniffle something terrible. He looks miserable and Averus feels as though it is all his fault.
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Posted: Thu Aug 13, 2009 10:06 pm
*Keo looks at Averus...then at Keva...then at Averus...then bursts out laughing, holding a pill out to the cub*
Here...it's a solidified form of a disease curing agent found in my venom...should cure your cold...
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Posted: Thu Aug 13, 2009 10:09 pm
Keva sniffs and wipes his nose on a kerchief and he eagerly reaches for the pill. "Tanks... uncul kewro, dis naz ov mine wone stup runnin..."
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Posted: Thu Aug 13, 2009 10:15 pm
*The instant he pops it in, he feels better...his nose dries up...and his headache clears out...under the table, Kero pockets his placebos, his red-gold glowing hand fading to normal pale flesh*
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