She laughs a lot Vermillion thought to himself, watching the mare. His mind clouded as a vision of a young mare, who, coincidentally looked exactly like him, only more feminine, rushed to him. Her eyes were the same stormy blue as Pluto's. She was asking him something, Have you seen my sister Pluto? She laughs a lot. And in his waking dream, Vermillion nodded. Why of course. Laughing Pluto. Surely I know of whom you seek! The vision faded away, leaving a small smile on his velvety puzzle. If anyone ever was looking for this mare, he felt he could name enough prima facia characteristics to aid them.

Torasin, Kiba, Ktu, Eytan, Tor, d'art, his daughter, Zamoro, Svetlana, Pluto

Now she was asking him about flirting. Was he familiar with it? No... not in the slightest. But there she was laughing again and oh...what was she doing? She was going to show him? One. Gear up She was saying. He half inspected to her metallic sounds, like an engine, but instead she was just raising her tail and her head. It made her look....Like a statue? his mind offered. Ah. -maybe? What are good qualities of a statue? They are hard...they endure...they often represent someone famous or- But she was continuing before he could understand why she wanted to look like a statue. Two. Compliment. Oh Lord does that mean that I-... Did he flirt with her? Was she saying that any and all instances of a compliment meant one was flirting? Or only when it followed step 1? So as long as his head hadn't been raised, nor his tail, it didn't count? But also, he had a leonine tail; did that change things? Torasin, Kiba, Ktu, Eytan, Tor, d'art, his daughter, Zamoro, Svetlana, Pluto And Step three, go with the flow She took a step towards him, and suddenly he felt painfully aware of every part of his body. Now Pluto appeared to be cresting her neck in a very masculine way, standing tall and proud. But at 14.3, there was nothing really tall about Vermillion.

"Right. Okay then, so I er…Step 1." He rose his leonine tail high up, far too high in all likely hood, and strained is muzzle up and into the air. Be. A. Statue. He thought, trying to channel his inner alabaster, or jade, or whatever statues were made out of. Still in this strained position, he moved to step two. "You have lovely..er..that is, your feet. No. Scratch that, your wings are…blue and fluffy." Was that a compliment? What had he just said? Now go with the flow? Pursing his lips together, still not quite sure how to do this step, he took a large breath in, and held it. His tail was still up, and his muzzle was at about a 45 degree angle pointed upwards, putting a terrible strain on his back. With great effort, and still holding his breath, he puffed out his slender, almost feminine chest. His cheeks had started to colour red with the effort he was putting in. Finally, being able to hold it no longer, he exhaled in a sharp blast, slumping sideways and the lack of oxygen knocked him off balance. Righting himself, he nodded politely to Pluto, hoping never again to have to flirt in his life. "Thank you for the instruction."

Still feeling a little light headed, he listened as Pluto offered condolences about Solomon, and offered aid. "Well if you ever should see him, he looks just like me, only a little shorter. Ah..but - but, don't mention that. He gets quite sore about it. Also, he doesn't have a horn, only a small bump there….Don't mention that either." If Pluto were paying attention, she would have picked up on the fact that if his brother did not have a horn, then it made the possibility that the twins being hybrids, more than likely. He hadn't met any of the racist unicorns of Helovia yet, and so had no qualms about offering this information. I>Torasin, Kiba, Ktu, Eytan, Tor, d'art, his daughter, Zamoro, Svetlana, Pluto "If you were to see him, I am apart of The Grey. Any of our members could relay the message back to me."

& if you were going to crucify me,
I wouldn't want 'nobody to see.
Cause you can kick me hard when I'm down.
down, down down.

Maybe flirting isn't for you, eh? Vermillion smiled and shook his head, taking her giggle to mean that she wasn't disappointed in his performance. He would much rather be laughed at, than to disappoint another. "I would greatly appreciate that, Pluto." He said politely as she offered to contact him, should Solomon suddenly pop up. He was almost sure that that day would never come, but ever the optimist, Vermillion accepted her words at face value. Flicking his leonine tail, his soft green gaze washed over Pluto's stomach, which was considerably larger than it ought to be, given a mare in her physical condition. "So you're expecting? A--, uh. A baby that is. A foal. " He wasn't sure whether this was a good thing, and so refrained from saying so. His eyebrows raised slightly, as he focused his attention solely on her. His awkward boyish smile breached his lips as he naively wondered what having a child would be like. Likely, it would be more of a burden than searching for a lost twin, of that he was sure.

Vermillion absently wondered what it would be like to have a partner. He always had Solomon in his life, and had never considered the scenario he now found himself in, wandering through life alone. Was having a partner, like having a twin? Sharing everything, having someone to rely on..? That sounded pleasant to Vermillion. He wasn't so sure about the....well, the physical aspect of the relationship. Sure, he and Solomon had a scuffle every now and then but...of course nothing more. He felt the bond between he and his brother was nearly as strong as any other could be, so it didn't seem to him that adding a physical level to it was really adding anything. Dislodging himself from these unsettling thoughts, he refocused on Pluto with a polite smile.

& if you were going to crucify me,
I wouldn't want 'nobody to see.
Cause you can kick me hard when I'm down.
down, down down.