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Post by Yamamoto on Apr 11, 2008 17:10:43 GMT -5
Bamre was sitting in his bed with his legs crossed with one the books he had with him open on his lap. Iron was sitting on his usal peruch on Bamre shoulders looking down at the book. Bamre smiled at the thought of Iron looking at the word as though he could read. This made Bamre reach up and pet the firelizard who showed his enjoyment for what Bamre was doing. Bamre looked up and looked around and back at his book which was getting interesting. He then thought Well at least I am glad I came here.
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Post by Franny on Apr 11, 2008 21:16:06 GMT -5
"Having fun reading?" Darket cheerfully asked. He never gave up a moment of trying to be cheerful. He then asked, "Whatcha readin?" His voice seemed almost singsong as he said this. He loved interrogating people.
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Post by Yamamoto on Apr 12, 2008 8:46:14 GMT -5
Bamre looked up Darket and was relived that it was not someone else. Iron looked at Darket suspiciously and Bamre said to Iron "Calm down my little friend this person is a friend." He then looked up at Darket and said "Hello and don't worry about Iron he is just a bit over protective." He then closed his book and said "It is just something on history and stuff like this and yes I am having fun." He did not feel as nervous around Darket because he already knew him and that was the way he usually was around people. He then said "What about you how are you doing." It was then that he realized that his right sleeve was pulled up exposing his scars. He was about to pull it down when he realized that someone would see them sooner or later. Plus Darket had probably seen them anyway so it was probably too late to hide them because he never liked anyone to see them anyway. So he just left it pulled up.
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Post by Franny on Apr 12, 2008 18:44:48 GMT -5
" I'm fine," Darket cheerfully responded. Darket always seemed in up spirits, except when talking about his parents murders. then he normally got sad, but then would pop back into his happy state of life. Nothing else could ever bring him out of high, cheerful spirits.
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Post by Yamamoto on Apr 12, 2008 18:54:29 GMT -5
Bamre then sighed and said "Well thats good." He then reached over to Iron and petted him. Iron then sensed his pets fillings about his scars and he bent his head down and licked them. This made Bamre smile and he said to Iron "Thanks my little friend." He then looked make up at Darket and said sorry "I am just not a good conversationalist."
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Post by Franny on Apr 12, 2008 18:58:17 GMT -5
"Oh, I can understand that. My sister isn't that great a conversationalist either. Darket, seeing the cool flit decided to ask, "so how'd you get him?" He said this while pointing at the flit. Darket desperately wanted a flit.
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Post by Yamamoto on Apr 12, 2008 19:11:51 GMT -5
Bamre then looked at Iron as he took him off his shoulder and held him in his arms then he turned and looked back at Darket and said " Well back when I still lived at the cothold that I lived at I for a while dropped into a real depressive state. I started to hurt myself." He then pointed to the scars on his arms. He then said "I believe that my brother found out about it. He then gave me a egg I guess to cheer me up and when it hatched I Impressed this little guy. After that everything worked out and this little firelizard as been my only friend till I came here."
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Post by Franny on Apr 12, 2008 22:12:20 GMT -5
"Wow, that's amazing," Darket said with sincerity. It was amazing sometimes how life worked out. "So what do you hope to impress?" Darket asked, always being curious.
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Post by Yamamoto on Apr 13, 2008 7:38:57 GMT -5
Bamre sat and thought about this for a second. He was not really sure he had not thought about it since coming here. He guessed one of the smaller colors of dragons might be nice, but a larger one would be nice to. He then replied to Darket "I am not really sure what color I hope to impress. I really just hope that I impress one at all.
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Post by Franny on Apr 13, 2008 12:22:00 GMT -5
"Oh, I think everyone will impress, except maybe me because I am so young. At least one hatching should like you. There hasn't been a clutch this big in ages!" Darket exclaimed. He would believe in others impressing and not himself until the herdbeasts came home. He would even seem cheerful about this prospect.
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Post by Yamamoto on Apr 13, 2008 12:30:28 GMT -5
Bamre thought about and was trying to remain hopefully about it, but his usual pessimist view was just keeping him from believing so, but he kept his thoughts to himself. He said to Darket " Yeah I guess so. If I don't though at least I have Iron so it does not really matter."
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Post by Franny on Apr 13, 2008 12:37:13 GMT -5
Darket quickly asked the next question, since he just had to bug the older candidate, "But you must have a favorite dragon color?"
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Post by Yamamoto on Apr 13, 2008 12:44:28 GMT -5
Bamre thought about the different colors, but he never had really had a favorite. He liked them all. He then replied " Not really I think all the colors are beautiful. What about you what is the color you hope to impress?"
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Post by Franny on Apr 13, 2008 15:43:18 GMT -5
This stumped Darket. He was fine with pretty every color, even green might be okay. He had to admit though, his favorite color was the blue dragon. They were such a lovely color. He decided to answer, "I like blue the best, though I would be fine with any color, even green.
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Post by Yamamoto on Apr 13, 2008 15:54:45 GMT -5
Bamre thought about this, but it still did not rellay matter to him what kind of color he impressed. Only that he did impress. He then repiled " Yeah I guess that a blue would good, but as I said I rellay dont care which type I impress."
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