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07-21-2014, 12:04 AM
Rostislav Nothing. Absolute nothing. That was the 'experience' I had being passed out. As I began to came to, I wondered if I'd died. No.. no if I'd died there wouldn't be.. plant being stuffed in my mouth. What is that? It's.. weird. Weird as in different. I'm not sure yet if I like the taste, but it does seem to be helping me awaken. I groan as only a fatty stallion can groan, and my eyelids peel open. A strange purple mare stands over me, concern and pain chiseled into her face. Err... what the hell is going on... I grunt and when I think she has cleared the area enough, I clamber awkwardly to my feet, hooves splayed slightly as I try to balance myself. Passing out from lack of oxygen is not exactly what I had in mind for the day. I thought I was going to be taking a beast home with me, but right now I want nothing to do with any of them, really. Except the purple one. She's helping me out like a bro, and I appreciate the fuck outta that. I look up at the two that I had seen before, and now... another. This.. Tandavi.. is quite a handful. The look on her face is full of emotion - shock, joy at seeing this mare called Amaris, longing, sadness. All the feels on that little one's face. The stallion next to her.. he seems fine enough, but I still can't figure out who is the "newbie". He's got a strange spiderweb pattern on his face, and I decide to name him Spidey until I figure out what his real name is. He recommends we leave and I can't help but agree. Clearly this is not my place. This reunion does not include me or Alija here next to me. I murmur an apology and goodbye, and my thanks to Alija. She leaves, and I am close behind her. There is no need to stay here and risk my lung function any longer. Walk. Talk. OOC: rosti out! Top Shelf Sexy Badass |
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