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Post by pendrag0nknight on Nov 4, 2011 23:48:45 GMT -5
What would you care to know about the mysterious white swan, Nadia?
She smiles politely, tilting her head so her swan-mask markings emphasize her large eyes. Making a ballerina's curtsy, she leads with her shoulder to straighten again, a poetic motion.
"Pleased to meet you. Have you something to ask?"
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Post by treyxkoren on Nov 5, 2011 12:05:54 GMT -5
What's your favorite thing to do?
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Post by Schwarzen*Adler on Nov 5, 2011 17:52:52 GMT -5
If given the choice, would you rather give up the cause and pursue life as a world-famous dancer known throughout every region or give up dance but see through your cause and eventually partake in its victory?
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Post by pendrag0nknight on Nov 7, 2011 11:15:16 GMT -5
"My most favorite thing to do is ballet--but it may be a tie..." she frowns, a pretty expression that turns her mouth into a small rose, as her eyes sweep off thoughtfully, ivory lashes flickering.
"I also really enjoy being with Idris and Lionel. We are the best of friends." Now her smile is warm and gratifying.
Nadia's eyes darken from amber to a more deep, faceted dark-blood hue.
"As to the other question," her voice drops, and the tendrils of a more animal sound build in her throat. "I will make SURE that Elena pays for the murder of my flock."
Then, more calmly, "Once she is dead and our cause is victorious, I will have plenty of fans among our kind who will enjoy my ballet. I can still be world famous."
Soothed by those thoughts, the trumpeter swan begins to preen her feathers using the bridge of her nose.
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Post by treyxkoren on Nov 9, 2011 17:27:44 GMT -5
Any ideas what the color blue is?
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Post by pendrag0nknight on Nov 16, 2011 0:14:27 GMT -5
For a moment, there is a thoughful pause, before the swan resettles her feathers.
"A color, of course. Like the darker shades of the twilight sky before dawn."
She grows more thoughtful
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Post by treyxkoren on Nov 21, 2011 20:40:23 GMT -5
Is the answer to the universe really, 42?
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Post by pendrag0nknight on Nov 30, 2011 14:37:00 GMT -5
Nodding sagely, Nadia replies,
"It is indeed. That's how many fish a ballerina needs to eat to stay fit."
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Post by treyxkoren on Dec 7, 2011 16:05:01 GMT -5
Leilah cocks her head at her dear Nana after cuddling with her, "Nana, are we rivals in love?"
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Post by pendrag0nknight on Dec 13, 2011 1:07:55 GMT -5
A puzzled expression appears on the swan's delicate features.
"Hmmm? How so? Who do you love?" She blinks her ivory lashes at the beautiful other hybrid. They are like yin and yang, dark and light, both graceful and gorgeous.
"I love Idris and Lionel. We are the bestest friends."
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Post by treyxkoren on Dec 13, 2011 10:59:55 GMT -5
Despite the relief of non competition, Leilah's eyes began to water, "You don't love me? Nana?" She wined, she entered Nadia's space she was prepared to either cuddle with her in joy or burst into tears. "Sister?" she gives her wet puppy dog big kitten eyes.
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Post by pendrag0nknight on Dec 13, 2011 21:28:47 GMT -5
"Oh no! No!" startled, Nadia ruffles her feathers in distress.
"I didn't mean that! I love you too! You are my big sister! I do love you!" she insists.
She would never want to make Leilah cry.
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Post by Schwarzen*Adler on Jan 13, 2012 10:52:45 GMT -5
Leilah cocks her head at her dear Nana after cuddling with her, "Nana, are we rivals in love?" A puzzled expression appears on the swan's delicate features. "Hmmm? How so? Who do you love?" She blinks her ivory lashes at the beautiful other hybrid. They are like yin and yang, dark and light, both graceful and gorgeous. "I love Idris and Lionel. We are the bestest friends."Despite the relief of non competition, Leilah's eyes began to water, "You don't love me? Nana?" She wined, she entered Nadia's space she was prepared to either cuddle with her in joy or burst into tears. "Sister?" she gives her wet puppy dog big kitten eyes. "Oh no! No!" startled, Nadia ruffles her feathers in distress. "I didn't mean that! I love you too! You are my big sister! I do love you!" she insists. She would never want to make Leilah cry. "Rivals in love?" a young child grins, " What are those? It sounds fun to do though!
Well.... I know rivals play a lot of games together~ Do you guys play games too? And what kinds of game?
Are they fun games? Oh... but do they take long? Anyway, I like games that take long too~ They're fun to play and give me something to do!
Oooh! Oooh! Wait! I just remembered somethin'!
Mister Xerxes and Mister Bodyguard (Jax) are rivals~ Are they rivals in love too?
Geez... everyone seems to have a 'rival-in-love' thingie! ..... Hmm... Do you think Matt will play 'rivals-in-love' with me?"
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Post by pendrag0nknight on Jan 20, 2012 12:07:13 GMT -5
Nadia stares curiously at the child. He just keeps talking, and the words make so little sense.....
"Why don't you ask this 'Matthew'? Not every rival is a rival in love. For example," amber eyes darken "I have a rival who is more my enemy. I will kill her soon."
The swan settles back down, brooding in silence over her revenge.
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Post by treyxkoren on Feb 21, 2012 15:41:08 GMT -5
Leilah creeped inside the theater, she wanted to surprise her Nadia after her performance on stage. She looked beautiful and radiant out there, by far one of her most best performances. She noticed that the door to Nadia's room was unlocked so she greeted herself happily as she stepped into Nadia's room. "Nana Happy V-day" she said excitedly, she brought out a giant batch of roses, her swayed happily. "You did great out there, how do you always show such....passion?"
~Happy V-day
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