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She found herself spending a lot of time staring at the glass wall; it was a miracle of magical engineering, a feat worthy of Cinnoru himself. Many hours were lost when the steel soldier poked and prodded at the barricade, trying to see if she could make so much as a mark on it - after days and days of tests, she still hadn't managed a scratch. It really was incredible, and Nyx had never felt safer than when she was behind it, an invisible barrier between any predators or ill-wishers. She saw the stallion near to the outside of the wall, and was in two minds whether to approach - it wasn't really her business, after all. But through the glass distortion she saw Evangeline along with another male, and decided to hell with it, she was going to poke her nose in. It didn't even occur to her that the buckskin stallion could object to the horn that adorned her head; by now the woman was well used to racism, but still didn't expect to see it directed at her. Perhaps she was naiive, or perhaps she was so determined to believe in peace that she ignored any possible threats - either way, she trotted over to the trio, her body language perfectly neutral. She arrived in time to hear the stranger say the word Isilme, and instantly Nyx's ears pricked. She looked at him (noting in a detatched manner that he was the first individual she had met in Helovia who didn't have a companion, not one that she could see, anyway) with her usual cheerful expression, tones quite bouncy and unworried as she spoke. "You're from Isilme too?" she asked. It seemed Helovia was a mass gathering-place for those who had left Isilme during its destruction; Nyx had arrived five years late, but she was here at last. She looked around at Evangeline with a small smile, the other Edge stallion was given a nod, before her attention moved back to Ricochet. His otherwise handsome face was marred by hideous burns, but the usually blunt mare decides now really wouldn't be the time to point that out. "I'm Nyx, it's nice to meet you," said the iron lady, quite oblivious to the fact he'd probably rather kick her into the middle of next week than find out her name. She felt quite the odd one out, a sole unicorn in a trio of equines, but nothing bad could possibly happen here... |
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[OPEN] Hitting Unseen Barriers
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OOC: hope it's okay to throw her here!
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Hitting Unseen Barriers - by Ricochet - 12-21-2013, 09:40 PM
RE: Hitting Unseen Barriers - by Evangeline - 12-21-2013, 11:29 PM
RE: Hitting Unseen Barriers - by Dragomir - 12-22-2013, 03:15 PM
RE: Hitting Unseen Barriers - by Ricochet - 12-22-2013, 07:43 PM
RE: Hitting Unseen Barriers - by Nyx - 12-22-2013, 09:52 PM
RE: Hitting Unseen Barriers - by Evangeline - 12-26-2013, 09:57 PM
RE: Hitting Unseen Barriers - by Dragomir - 12-28-2013, 03:08 PM
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