from where you are

[PRIVATE] from where you are

Voodoo Posts: 231

Outcast atk: 7.5 | def: 10 | dam: 2.5

Stallion :: Unicorn :: 16.2 :: Eight :: Birdsong HP: 61.5 | Buff: NOVICE

Ouija :: Arctic Fox :: None Nevada

06-15-2016, 01:18 PM (This post was last modified: 06-15-2016, 01:19 PM by Voodoo.)

“Voodoo!” the Moon Doctor called back, the ocean spray glinting around her playfully in the dull sunlight. When you finally reached the water's edge, she emerged from the sea like a goddess, the salty droplets rolling down her long, pale legs. It took a moment of gawking before you could force your dead eyes to find the lively green ones that made the woman who she is. "My dear Voodoo." Her breath was warm and inviting as she reached out to nearly touch your bloodied chops. We tugged roughly at our make-believe shirt collars, feeling the tension that built in your gut. Dual toned ears perked forward and you arched your long neck to appear slightly taller, looking down at the pegasus with a delicate smile. She smelled so earthy and clean, like she always had, but the time apart had dulled everything about your dear friend - her smile, her smell, her sweet voice.. but you'd never forget those eyes.

It had only been a few seconds of staring that made your guts churn and flutter all at the same time, but it had felt like forever. Finally, Alysanne pulled your head from your dick and brought you back to the present, asking how you had been... how had you been? The years that you had been gone were nothing more than bleak, though educational. You had tried to work with your gift as much as possible, but it's difficult to gain patients when you're nearly too nervous to touch them. "I've been, fine. It's been a long time bea- Alysane." 'ALMOST, HE ALMOST SAID IT! HE CHOKED!' we all cackled at your weak attempt to validate the admiration you had always had for the fellow Doctor.

"What about you? You look.. good, as always." If you could rub the back of your neck and crack your knuckles like a scared teenage boy, you would.

Ouija's ears flopped backwards at the sound of approaching wings, her tail lifting away from the sands for a moment. Her slobbery tongue immediately fell from her black-lined jaws and big ears perked up, hard eyes finding the owl in the air. She chattered in small canine-cries, prancing at your feet but watching Hemlock, hoping to play. Her tail poked straight out, fluffing out slightly as she was so easily excitable.

It had been years ago since they had met, Voodoo and Alysanne.. it had been the same day that Ouija decided it was time to join this world and emerge from her egg. You remembered the stink of Rostislav's drink on his breath, the scent swirling around the stuffy cave that you had taken to. Was it the same room that the rock water fountain was displayed in? Or perhaps it was the room with the glowing moss? A visit to the caves was needed soon.. hopefully it's still there. Regardless of whether it still stood below ground or not, having been funneled into the caves like mice running from a storm was the best thing that had ever happened to you. You had not only found and hatched Ouija, but had also made great friends in the process.

That was something you'd always be thankful for, because they all brought back your sanity, whether they knew it or not.

"Voodoo." 'Ouija.' 'Voices.'

Ooc: *Facepalm* Duh. Lol. They make me smile like crazy, they're sooo cuute!
@Alysanne