The Courage You Have Left [Open,Grey]

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The Courage You Have Left [Open,Grey]

Apollo the Merciful Posts: 251

Outcast atk: 5.0 | def: 8.5 | dam: 5.5

Stallion :: Unicorn :: 15.3 :: 11 HP: 63.5 | Buff: NOVICE

Zola :: Black Cat :: None Sparrow

#11

12-04-2012, 10:04 PM

Apollo

How can you say that your truth is better than ours?

Phaedra was the name of the beauty before them now, and Apollo found her smile to be captivating. She was a beautiful creature indeed, and the Overo found that he could easily spend quite some time listening to the silky velvet sound of her voice. It seemed to be filled with a natural ability to flirt, and her demeanor appeared as if she had plenty of experience in persuasion. What a marvelous creature… As the mare before them continued speaking, the Unicorn found his interests in her perked, but in an entirely different way. The way she spoke of this sect, The Grey, there was no missing the pride and satisfaction in her tone.

“The Grey?”He asked with a slight tilt of his head, crystalline horn askew as he watched Phaedra move like the embodiment of grace between he and Alcina. A bitter taste of jealousy towards the other stallion rose in his throat as the tawny femme brushed her wing along the blue and black stag’s wing joint, but he resisted in speaking of it. It would do him no good in this situation… The envy was short lived, however, as Phaedra turned her attention upon him, seeming to appraise him. Unconsciously he held his head a little higher, but still regarded her with soft, honey eyes.

Phaedra’s words of The Grey were appealing, Apollo discovered. All his life he had lacked such structure, such stability, and while he was afraid he would not make a grand warrior, he believed that he had other assets that could be useful to this group. Perhaps he could learn, as well, if they found it in themselves to teach him… Another factor was that he would be able to stay with Phaedra, this mysterious beauty.

Inhaling deeply, the painted Unicorn made his decision. He could wander Helovia to his heart’s desire, but it may never give him a sense of satisfaction. Perhaps The Grey would offer him that. If he could have a purpose, then Apollo knew he could thrive in this new land.

“Phaedra,” Apollo began, a boyish smile crossing his lips, “If you and The Grey would have me, I would gladly join your ranks.” Such a prestigious group probably had some sort of initiation, but the Overo would cross that when he came to it.

[ooc: Sorry for the long wait, guys… I haven’t been able to find much muse for Mister Apollo, but hopefully that’ll change once I get out of the Threshold!! Also, he’s somewhat smitten with Phaedra. X3]

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