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Post by RANDOMNESS on Jun 16, 2006 23:59:44 GMT -5
"Delightfully creepy..." Genevieve repeated those words multiple times over in her head, filing it under whatever else she had been called. Ill omen, bad luck, disturbing, mysterious, creepy was one of them yes... but never delightfully creepy. Her ears poised themselves sharply, tail flicked and thumped the ground accordingly, and eyes gazed at him like glass orbs. Overall she looked as if she was taken back, or unsure, but in her mind played like a reel. Still moving pictures rolled around in her head.
"...Really? I dont ever recall being called such in my life. And why, my dear Galieo..." She gave the male something she had never shown in years, a smile played across her maw as if it had always been there, "... Did you falter in finding the answer to my question?"
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Post by Galieo on Jun 17, 2006 0:58:51 GMT -5
"There is, my friend, a first for everything..." It was definitely a day of firsts, it would seem. It was the first time Galieo had taken so quickly to a new comer to Whiteback, and the first time he had spoken so often, and most certainly the first time he had ever laughed so lightly and so much. It was beginning to unnerve the Delta, the more he thought about it.
His icy blue eyes eyed the smile upon the female's face, head lifting from his paws to tilt slightly at her question. He blinked blandly, face going blank as he pushed himself up off the ground and gave his pelt a good shake.
"I gave you the answer I wished for you to know. How long it took me to give you said answer, is irrelevant." He gave a soft huff, and an even softer smirk, "You should be glad that you got an answer at all, Genev."
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Post by RANDOMNESS on Jun 17, 2006 1:20:07 GMT -5
The smile, present for a few seconds, disappeared just as quickly as it had come, leaving the femme with her creepy and mysterious expression once again. Ears pressed against her sides, eyes remained set as white stone, and her tail stopped to hit the ground. Once again she looked as if she had just appeared there, Genevieve's crystal eyes and light to dark shades made her blend in with the snow where she lay until she pulled herself up. Clearly her emotions failed to be shown but something didn't quite match up. Why could he just let his mind so? Tell her what he was truelly thinking? There were times she just couldn't figure things out for herself...
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