He brought his head back up, somewhat surprised by her reaction. His head tilted, an ear flicking as he watched the fawn. He stepped back, laying down to rest his chin on the ground in front of her, his way of trying to make up for startling her. "Just because I do not know that game doesn't mean that I do not know others. I played a lot of games when I was child," he murmured. He failed to mention being human while he played these games and that most of them involved fighting of some sort.
@Owl
There were other parts of the forest? The stag nodded, hoping his surprise was hidden behind the mask. "It is."
Wriggling on her belly towards him, she sniffed happily at his mask's eyeholes (lolwhut are you doing, Pica?!) before staring into one solemnly and pronouncing; "Then Acton be Pica's friend if he play games with her." And with that she went back to blowing air gently into his eyeholes and giggling softly.
Adding more for you to go off of. His personality is slowly starting to become more outgoing. At least with conversation.
He went silent for a moment before asking, "What...what other parts of the forest exist?"
@Niriya
Lol, our thoughts exactly.
He had no idea what to get from that other than to jerk his head back. He had no idea what to expect but that...was just...weird. Alright then. He blinked, "Friend?" he repeated. Was that...allowed?
Pica pouted, but didn't seem put of with her now determined examination-session, and shuffled over to flick at his ears with her nose, but the fluff inside them seemed to make her nose tickle, and she backed away hastily, sneezing all the while.
She smiled and answered "There is the ruins, it has a spooky feel to it, the playground, a place with a small drinking fountain and you can meet many new deer there. Then there is the pond, you can swim there and watch the fish go by. Then, there is one of my favorite places the great oak. It is very warm and safe even in the winter." She looked down remembering some of the wonderful deer she had meet at these places. "Would you like to see one of these places?"
He snorted, lowering his head to the ground, "You're a weird little thing, you know that?" His voice was soft, cutting his words from a scathing remark into something that was could be considered teasing. Of course, the fawn could interpret it anyway she wanted.
@Owl
The stag listened as she explained several places, but he was a loss when she questioned him about if he wanted to see one of them. "...sure...?" he tilted his head, "I...I don't mind which place though."
Turning her attention briefly from the small ant that she had accidentally squashed, Pica gave Acton a wide-eyed innocent look. "M-hm." Apparently, Pica didn't seem to detect implied emotions too well. Must be her small experience in the world. She nodded absent-mindedly towards herself more before bouncing back up, remembering her small walk in the pond just before she met Acton. She had wanted to tell somebody about the dragonflies, and Acton seemed okay with her talking, so... "Acton? Pica saw dragonflies today. And one landed on Pica's nose. And ..." she kept up a soft monologue interspersed with sudden energetic outbursts as she babbled in about her day in great detail, as only a fawn could notice.
She thought for a moment and then thought "Well I can show you were I sleep the most, its only southeast of the ruins and it will only be a good min. walk from here, will sing by the ruins and then I'll show you my spot. Then well stop by the great tree if you want to by then. That sound ok?" she said looking up at him.
The stag just watched her for a moment, wondering if she intended for him to actually add to the conversation or if she wanted to talk just to talk. Slowly he felt himself relaxing more as she spoke. Almost not enough for him to notice until he caught himself practically falling asleep and tensed to wake up again. What would she think if she realized he was asleep? She probably wouldn't notice unless she could see his eyes through the mask.
@Owl
Actaeon had no idea what she was talking about, but he nodded either way. Soon enough he would know what those places were. "Sounds fine to me," he agreed with a nod, "lead the way."
In the midst of her monologue, Pica noticed Acton tense up and stopped her [verbal diarrhoea] talking to tip-toe over to investigate what had made Acton do this. She snuffs at him - how was he? "Acton okay?" But she brightened up soon after to announce; "Pica hungry." And scampered off beyond the hill.
Actaeon really didn't know how to respond to that. Follow her? It was almost not worth the energy to get up and wander in that direction.
"No wonder your mother can't keep track of you," he growled to himself, pushing himself to his hooves to slowly amble after her.
XD Probably.
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Seeing that Acton wasn't following, Pica looks longingly at the blueberry patch before wandering over to encourage him. By then, he had gotten up. Pulling a face, Pica weaves around him, tree trunks and stumps. "Don't Acton want blueberries?" If he didn't, then no wonder he was going so slow.
Just going with off chance that he knows what blueberries are. I think he does. He should....I mean...he really has no reason not to. And Pica and her blueberries. xD
"Blueberries...?" he repeated swaying on the spot as he halted to follow her with his mask, "Maybe I'll have some..."
Pica loves her blueberries. >:l
And pff, of course Acton would know what blueberries are. Says Pica.
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So Acton did seem to like blueberries. Pica was a bit worried though when he began swaying from side to side - was he tired? In an attempt to suppot him Pica leans against a leg and motions her chin towards where her favourite blueberry patch was. "Over there, Acton. Pica will help you."
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Then again, nearly all blueberry patches are her favourite..
I bet she'd love pink lemonade blueberries, wouldn't she?
What are you...Oh. He peered down at her, slowly lowering his head enough to attempt to nudge her away from him. What if he fell over? She'd get squished! Or she'd just trip up in his scarf while he walked.
"It's alright, you go on ahead and show me were to go. I don't want you to get hurt if I fall."
Probably. Verily. Pica: Definitely.
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Pica blinked. Actually Acton may just be tired, seeing that he didn't seem to need her help. At least he knew she was trying to help. Unlike others, since her weight was tiny. Strutting forwards, head held high, Pica felt very important indeed - she was leading a grown up to a foodplace she knew! And she sure didn't hesitate when Acton told her to go ahead - scampering the short distance, Pica sets about stripping the bushes of their fruit with gusto.
Actaeon followed after her at a slower pace, plopping down near Pica, but well enough out of her way as so she could continue mowing down the blueberry bushes without him getting in the way. He stared at the nearest branch, lost in thought for several moments until insight came to him. He'd have to take off his mask in order to eat. He didn't really know what his face looked like under the mask. He hadn't had a private moment to see for himself. He wondered if his scars were still there...or if his face was completely mutilated. He hoped they had respected the dead enough to not cut his face apart.
He lowered his head to the ground, trying to catch the edge of his mask with a hoof. He succeeded after several attempts, slowly bring the mask down to rest against his neck with his scarf. He blinked a few times to adjust to the light, his blue gray eyes focusing in on the blueberries. The stag shifted his weight to where he could easily reach the berries without having to really move and started to nibble on the berries. He thought of it as horribly awkward, but maybe he'd just have to get used to it, since he couldn't really bring food to his mouth with his hooves.
Hmm... Not sure if she`s going to be official yet. I don`t want to make another account, but the only character I can really get replace is Amunet, which I don`t want to do. She could maybe be an rp character, unless you`d like to keep her in forest for Akhen`s sake? I can always make a new account, if need be?
Anywho
How?
This was the single question that rang through the mind of the young hind as she stared at the hulking, rounded statue in front of her. Water cascaded from what seemed to be its eyes, pouring down into an impossibly narrow stream. But where was the water coming from?
Where was this place? Surely it wasn`t home- though the young damsel could barely remember it. The thought of it both comforted and disturbed her, and she couldn`t quite understand that. Anyway, such strange idols were most certainly not worshiped at what little she could remember of home.
Stepping forward slowly, the hind stared up the length of the strange thing. It didn`t seem harmful- but surely, looks could be deceiving.
The youngling narrowed her eyes, mustering up what little bravery she said. Come on, then! What are you, some indecent, sniveling lady? Surely you are better than this.
The doe lifted a front hoof, carefully touching the strange idol. It felt solid, like an ordinary rock. It felt far too real to be a dream. Everything felt far too real- the wind blowing through her fur, the quiet chirping echoing the trees, and the rustling of the grass against her hooves. She gasped, hopping back in surprise as the spray whizzing from the idol`s eyes wet her slightly.
Amunet can just be an RP character. It could be assumed that the little bird is with him at all times, whether he's in forest or not, so if this little lady makes you happy, then keep her.
Oh and he's just as confused as she is...so he has no answers for her, unfortunately. Other than this place is called The Forest. He knows that much.
Actaeon halted once he hit the edge of the trees, staring at a giant...fountain of sorts. A doe was doing the same, which interested and confused him all the same. Maybe you were supposed to worship it? Wait...no. That couldn't be right. What's-her-face said that the Gods just wanted them to believe in them and enjoy life. They didn't need their subjects to constantly pray for them or to them. He did appreciate that. He merely watched the doe, uncertain what to do or how to approach. She didn't notice him, surely it was wrong to approach when she had no idea he was there?
Guess what? Slow replies. e_e (I'm assuming Akken's scars have healed through the magic of the forest?)
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Mid-chew, Pica paused in her munching. Why wasn't Acton joining in? Mebbe it was just that Pica was in his way. Shuffling to ones side of the patch she was currently demolishing, Pica catches sight of Akken's face as he pulls of his mask. It was smooth and serious. Pica glanced away quickly, fearing that Acton would get angry with her seeing his face. Some didn't like it, but Pica merely found it disturbing.
Eh, it could have. They weren't giant, face destroying scars, just little spots where a blade came within inches of slicing him to pieces. He doesn't mind them too much, actually. And pff, I don't mind slow replies at all. It's all good.
The stag caught some sort of movement of the fawn out of the corner of his eye, and he tilted his head in her direction, trying to understand if he did something bad...but he couldn't see his own face. He had no idea what it looked like. Only that he didn't have a deer face like she did, just a humanesque one. "Sorry..." he muttered, trying to quickly slip the mask back over his face, feeling dread in his stomach. What if he wasn't accepted here either?
Hm? Did Acton say something? With an effort, Pica tears herself away from the last few blueberries - she was getting pretty full anyhows - to waddle over to Acton. Bouncing was out of the category of movements for now. "..Acton? Why you puttin' back the mask on? Pica thought you were tummy-rumble." She tilts her head inquisitively.
This character makes me smile. I can't handle her at all. And this guy is growing on me. He's sort of fun once he gets to be more open with others.
Actaeon just blinked in response, halting in his attempt to bring the mask up to his face. She didn't care? But...didn't she just...? Eh, whatever. He let the mask fall back, nodding at her question.
"I guess I am." he replied quietly.
Alrighty then <3 I`m still not sure if I`m going through with this character yet, though.
And it`s fine. XD
The hind contined to quiver as she stared at the large idol. She blinked hard. If this perhaps was a dream, then she had to wake up sometime, did she not? Then she could return home...
But what was home? She could scarely remember it...
The doe felt the presence of another before she spotted it. Turning quickly, she was taken aback by the sight of another. Who was he? He looked quite unusual, that was for sure.
Taking a deep breath, the doe bowed to the other. This strange, new location did nothing to hinder the policy of respect that she had been taught- whomever had taught it. Besides, a decent lady would always show respect to her male counterparts.
Mustering up a morsel of courage, the young doe spoke. "H-hello there... Pardon me, but would you happen to know where we are?" She still wasn`t entirely certain that she wasn`t in Erebos.
Actaeon just watched her for a few moments, stuck on her bowing to him. His ears flicked forward at her voice, and he realized that his tiny window of opportunity to return her bow was gone. Huh. Some other time then. The masked stag made his way closer to her, stopping a respectable distance off.
"This....this is called The Forest." he replied, keeping his words somewhat short. He didn't want come off like he knew more about this place. He knew very little.
I'm trying not to go for cliche 'cute and big eyed' characters. D8
And Pica's already mighty attached to this guy.
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Pica nodded, satisfied. She didn't know why Acton did that, but at least he could share the blueberries with her. Of course, she'd eat faster, so butting Acton gently on the butt with her forehead she waddled out a little way to an uneated (spelling mistake intentional) patch that she had saved for him. "Acton go fill tummy..?"
Honestly, what I love about her is how you describe her. Her mannerisms and personality is just too cute.
Actaeon followed her after a few moments of waiting to see where she was wandering off to, mindful of the mask against his neck. He settled down beside Pica, starting to nibble on some of the lower branches. He shot a sideways glance at the fawn, wondering how many blueberries the little thing could even eat. Where did she put them all?!
"Is... is that it? Surely, there must be more to it?" Surely, there had to be more! Unless the Gods did not want her to know.
Then she realized what she had done. It was not decent for her, a young women, to be prying into things that weren`t hers to know.
But then again, this wasn`t a normal situation. She was going to find out where she was. If this truly was Erebos, then she would discover the reasoning behind her death. After all, no one passed through Erebos and survived, surely?
The hind narrowed her eyes. Her patience had thinned. She needed to know where she was! Urged on by annoyance and fear, she yelled. "But there must be more! Don`t treat me as if I am some weak-minded girl! I might be young, but I am no fool!"
The doe stopped, gasping. What had she done- yelling like a child? But surely there was good reason for it? If this male knew something, then he had to tell her.
"I`m so sorry.... I just... I have not the faintest idea how I got here, that`s all. If you know something else, please, please me- unless you cannot. You said this doesn`t end... are... are w-we dead, maybe? Is this Erebos?"
The stag's ears flew back at the doe's aggression, but he didn't recoil. If anything he had to stop himself from matching aggression with aggression. He bit back a retort, for once grateful that the mask hid his expressions. Erebus. The Underworld. The place of the damned. He had never thought of it like that.
"If this is Erebus, this is not how I imagined it," he commented dryly, "I do not know how you came here. All I know is I arrived here through death. I'm not sure if it is the same for you."
Then it shows I've portrayed bebe Pica just fine.
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Mid-chew, Pica looks guilty. Why was she packing away all the berries again? She kept forgetting herself. (she's doing a >.< face) Restraining herself, Pica eats slower, and finds herself full. Funny that she never notices it when she crams it all down. With a mental note as an experiment to eat slower next time, Pica tilts her head towards Acton's direction to see how he was going. Amazing - he'd barely made a dent in the blueberry patch! Amused now, Pica ambles towards the stag and collapses gingerly next to him, belly bulging and muzzle stained blue. "Uh.. -stifle burp- Acton slow at eatin'...heehee." She rolls around in something akin to a drunken state, giggling in short bursts, then stops short, upside down to study Acton's face. "Acton's face looks funny upside down. Or is it downside up?"
Are you planning on aging her? It would be fun to watch this little lovebug grow up.
He blinked, looking down at the young doe. Could you get drunk on blueberries? Fermented blueberries yeah...but fresh? Huh. He hadn't heard of that happening, but if you could Pica would be the one to accomplish it. Actaeon tilted his head at Pica's giggle fit and question, finding a smirk cross his face.
"You look funny too with your blueberry mustache," he replied, ignoring her question. He really had no idea how to answer her on that. He hadn't considered questions like that since he was her age. It took him a moment to realize he was smiling, but once he did he masked it behind a blank, annoyed expression. He couldn't show that he cared. If he did, they would find a way to take whatever he cared about away. They liked to do that. They liked to watch him suffer.
The doe`s ears flicked. "Y-you remember how you came to be here, then? I cannot remember much... Of the past events, I mean. I have only the slightest idea of home. Beautiful... but... something was wrong. Something was off..."
The fur on the back of the doe`s neck stood up. If this stag had truly arrived here through death, then it was very likely that this was Erebos.
But wait! She couldn`t remember much at all about where she came from, but she could remember what it had taught her. Erebos... Erebos itself wasn`t supposed to look like this, was it? Unless they were already in the Underworld... but surely, they would have remembered that?
The hind gulped. It was possible that they weren`t dead, after all? But then what?
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I should probably add that she`s from sometime between the years 200 and 100 B.C.; if I`m not mistaken the Greek city-states were fighting for independence against the then rising Roman Empire then. Yay history :3
Ah. He was...85-90 AD(little longer since he was in his thirties or whatnot...) or something. I haven't quite figured that out. Nor have I figured out if he was Greek or not...I want to say he was from an island...but then that'd change his story. /shrug/ I'll iron those out.
The stag's fur fluffed up along his spine, but other than that he appeared calm, "I remember how I got here...yes." he shook himself, "Consider yourself lucky, if you can't recall your final moments." he turned to study the crying rock for a moment, slowly walking around the back of the monument. He was moving to just move. He felt restless remembering how he died.
Ah, I see. Always found ancient Rome/Greece intruging. :3
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The doe blinked as the other fluffed up his fur. Yes... deer do that when annoyed, right?
"Oh, well... I understand, sir." Now that immendiate danger had appeared to pass, the hind felt a somewhat pompous air overtake her. Perhaps not the rude type, but a more... formal type.
The hind nodded slowly. "I assume you do not, but would you happen to know why we appear in this form? I cannot remember much, alas, but... Of what little I do remember, I have a feeling that I was not always like this."
Curiousity tingled in the doe`s fur as the other walked over to inspect the strange idol. She wanted to ask him more, but... it wasn`t a girls business to go about prying within foreign affairs, more? Besides, she did not know how he would react. She did not want to invoke the wrath of this stag.
"No. I do not. I awoke to this form just as you must have." he replied, appearing on the other side of the rock. He seemed somewhat disinterested in what she had to say. Though in truth he had as many unanswered questions as she. He stared at the water rushing down the eyeholes of the fountain. "This land is strange." he stated finally with a shake of his head.
Probably, but it's be pretty slow. I like being able to be mean yet get away with it. teehee. She's acting drunk since she's eaten too many blueberries again so she needs a lot of energy to digest them, and now she's on a low-energy state. For now.
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In a rather dozy way, Pica frowns. The fawn had a difficult time seeing Acton's smirk from her point of view - in her fawn brain he was pulling one corner of his mouth down. But why would he? Ah, well. Maybe it was because of her small stinky. She didn't mean it though. Really. With the most innocent face she could, Pica eases herself back onto her stomach, almost as if she were a blueberry herself and ready to burst. She didn't see Acton's face change, but she sure saw his blank and almost void-of-expression face. And Pica was confused. Verily.
xD Oh my, Pica actually sitting still. Actaeon you should capture this moment in your memory.
The stag took advantage of the fawn settling down. He didn't really feel like eating much, anyway. Actaeon placed his mask back on his face, resting his head to the ground, tilting it just enough to where he could watch her out of the corner of his eye. For the most part he was staring at the blueberries with their splashes of the green plants supporting them.
It's amazing, I know. o.e BABIES. <33333
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This sunlight wasn't making her any better in her resistance to sleep. Desperately, Pica opens them wide, and seems to begin exercising her eyes - suddenly starting from her prone position to stretched them wide before her head flops back down between her forelegs as her eyes droop shut.
"What are you doing, Pica?" the stag murmured, "Do you not sleep...quietly?" he asked, his voice actually giving a teasing edge. He couldn't help but add a chuckle to his words.
Pica gave an indignant snort in the brief period she was awake again. "Pica's just... trying not to sleep. Pica's trying to stay awake. Same thing." Nearly rolling, Pica totters over next to Acton to snuggle up as best as she could.
He smiled, allowing the little fawn to snuggle up beside him. With a twist of his head, he flicked his scarf over onto that side of them as so Pica could snuggle into the material if she wanted to. Twisted scars ran up the usually covered side of his neck, but he felt comfortable enough with the fawn to ignore potentially unlocking bad memories for the sake of a nap.
"Why don't you just sleep? I'll keep watch. Make sure these blueberries don't go wandering off anywhere."
IS THIS THE END OF THE RP. D8
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The rather tiny fawn flinched and looked up in a rather annoyed fashion when the end of the scarf flopped softly next to her face, but gave a condescending sigh and nudged her head underneath, using it as some sort of eye-blind. Still too bright. Trying to tug the scarf down with her, Pica wriggles her head into Acton's belly-fluff, small nose often poking his side rather roughly though they were always followed by apologetic mumbles. Her small hooves scraping shallow troughs in the dirt, Pica gives up eventually and flops, defeated.
Most likely. Pica's a lot of fun to RP with! You're welcome to start up another one. He's only changed a bit, since I sort of just added in his new personality as I went.
The doe nodded. "How.... strange." Was all she could manage.
Inside, the doe scolded herself. How daft you sound! Then again, was it really her fault?
"It certainly is. One day, perhaps, I`ll discover why my presence here came to me. Still, I wonder... why are we here in this form? I don`t remember much about... home... but I do recall the fact that I hadn`t always roamed the world in this form. I assume you do not know much, either."
She smiled and nodded. She
I'm always open to roleplay ^^
@Niriya Lol, it fits him
Lol, it fits him well.
He brought his head back up, somewhat surprised by her reaction. His head tilted, an ear flicking as he watched the fawn. He stepped back, laying down to rest his chin on the ground in front of her, his way of trying to make up for startling her. "Just because I do not know that game doesn't mean that I do not know others. I played a lot of games when I was child," he murmured. He failed to mention being human while he played these games and that most of them involved fighting of some sort.
@Owl
There were other parts of the forest? The stag nodded, hoping his surprise was hidden behind the mask. "It is."
Wriggling on her belly
Thank you, Tuo and Kohva!
@Owl Adding more for you to
Adding more for you to go off of. His personality is slowly starting to become more outgoing. At least with conversation.
He went silent for a moment before asking, "What...what other parts of the forest exist?"
@Niriya
Lol, our thoughts exactly.
He had no idea what to get from that other than to jerk his head back. He had no idea what to expect but that...was just...weird. Alright then. He blinked, "Friend?" he repeated. Was that...allowed?
Pica pouted, but didn't seem
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Yes ma'm
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She smiled and answered "There is the ruins, it has a spooky feel to it, the playground, a place with a small drinking fountain and you can meet many new deer there. Then there is the pond, you can swim there and watch the fish go by. Then, there is one of my favorite places the great oak. It is very warm and safe even in the winter." She looked down remembering some of the wonderful deer she had meet at these places. "Would you like to see one of these places?"
I'm always open to roleplay ^^
@Niriya She is such a
She is such a little doll.
He snorted, lowering his head to the ground, "You're a weird little thing, you know that?" His voice was soft, cutting his words from a scathing remark into something that was could be considered teasing. Of course, the fawn could interpret it anyway she wanted.
@Owl
The stag listened as she explained several places, but he was a loss when she questioned him about if he wanted to see one of them. "...sure...?" he tilted his head, "I...I don't mind which place though."
voo-doo doll. -prods Pica-
Turning her attention briefly from the small ant that she had accidentally squashed, Pica gave Acton a wide-eyed innocent look. "M-hm." Apparently, Pica didn't seem to detect implied emotions too well. Must be her small experience in the world. She nodded absent-mindedly towards herself more before bouncing back up, remembering her small walk in the pond just before she met Acton. She had wanted to tell somebody about the dragonflies, and Acton seemed okay with her talking, so... "Acton? Pica saw dragonflies today. And one landed on Pica's nose. And ..." she kept up a soft monologue interspersed with sudden energetic outbursts as she babbled in about her day in great detail, as only a fawn could notice.
Thank you, Tuo and Kohva!
She thought for a moment and
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@Niriya The stag just
The stag just watched her for a moment, wondering if she intended for him to actually add to the conversation or if she wanted to talk just to talk. Slowly he felt himself relaxing more as she spoke. Almost not enough for him to notice until he caught himself practically falling asleep and tensed to wake up again. What would she think if she realized he was asleep? She probably wouldn't notice unless she could see his eyes through the mask.
@Owl
Actaeon had no idea what she was talking about, but he nodded either way. Soon enough he would know what those places were. "Sounds fine to me," he agreed with a nod, "lead the way."
In the midst of her
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@niriya Actaeon really
Actaeon really didn't know how to respond to that. Follow her? It was almost not worth the energy to get up and wander in that direction.
"No wonder your mother can't keep track of you," he growled to himself, pushing himself to his hooves to slowly amble after her.
XD Probably. -- Seeing that
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Seeing that Acton wasn't following, Pica looks longingly at the blueberry patch before wandering over to encourage him. By then, he had gotten up. Pulling a face, Pica weaves around him, tree trunks and stumps. "Don't Acton want blueberries?" If he didn't, then no wonder he was going so slow.
Thank you, Tuo and Kohva!
Just going with off chance
"Blueberries...?" he repeated swaying on the spot as he halted to follow her with his mask, "Maybe I'll have some..."
Pica loves her blueberries.
And pff, of course Acton would know what blueberries are. Says Pica.
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So Acton did seem to like blueberries. Pica was a bit worried though when he began swaying from side to side - was he tired? In an attempt to suppot him Pica leans against a leg and motions her chin towards where her favourite blueberry patch was. "Over there, Acton. Pica will help you."
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Then again, nearly all blueberry patches are her favourite..
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I bet she'd love pink
What are you...Oh. He peered down at her, slowly lowering his head enough to attempt to nudge her away from him. What if he fell over? She'd get squished! Or she'd just trip up in his scarf while he walked.
"It's alright, you go on ahead and show me were to go. I don't want you to get hurt if I fall."
Probably. Verily. Pica:
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Pica blinked. Actually Acton may just be tired, seeing that he didn't seem to need her help. At least he knew she was trying to help. Unlike others, since her weight was tiny. Strutting forwards, head held high, Pica felt very important indeed - she was leading a grown up to a foodplace she knew! And she sure didn't hesitate when Acton told her to go ahead - scampering the short distance, Pica sets about stripping the bushes of their fruit with gusto.
Thank you, Tuo and Kohva!
Actaeon followed after her at
He lowered his head to the ground, trying to catch the edge of his mask with a hoof. He succeeded after several attempts, slowly bring the mask down to rest against his neck with his scarf. He blinked a few times to adjust to the light, his blue gray eyes focusing in on the blueberries. The stag shifted his weight to where he could easily reach the berries without having to really move and started to nibble on the berries. He thought of it as horribly awkward, but maybe he'd just have to get used to it, since he couldn't really bring food to his mouth with his hooves.
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Yuss Hmm... Not sure if
Hmm... Not sure if she`s going to be official yet. I don`t want to make another account, but the only character I can really get replace is Amunet, which I don`t want to do. She could maybe be an rp character, unless you`d like to keep her in forest for Akhen`s sake? I can always make a new account, if need be?
Anywho
How?
This was the single question that rang through the mind of the young hind as she stared at the hulking, rounded statue in front of her. Water cascaded from what seemed to be its eyes, pouring down into an impossibly narrow stream. But where was the water coming from?
Where was this place? Surely it wasn`t home- though the young damsel could barely remember it. The thought of it both comforted and disturbed her, and she couldn`t quite understand that. Anyway, such strange idols were most certainly not worshiped at what little she could remember of home.
Stepping forward slowly, the hind stared up the length of the strange thing. It didn`t seem harmful- but surely, looks could be deceiving.
The youngling narrowed her eyes, mustering up what little bravery she said. Come on, then! What are you, some indecent, sniveling lady? Surely you are better than this.
The doe lifted a front hoof, carefully touching the strange idol. It felt solid, like an ordinary rock. It felt far too real to be a dream. Everything felt far too real- the wind blowing through her fur, the quiet chirping echoing the trees, and the rustling of the grass against her hooves. She gasped, hopping back in surprise as the spray whizzing from the idol`s eyes wet her slightly.
All so real.... What if it wasn`t a dream?
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Oh and he's just as confused as she is...so he has no answers for her, unfortunately. Other than this place is called The Forest. He knows that much.
Actaeon halted once he hit the edge of the trees, staring at a giant...fountain of sorts. A doe was doing the same, which interested and confused him all the same. Maybe you were supposed to worship it? Wait...no. That couldn't be right. What's-her-face said that the Gods just wanted them to believe in them and enjoy life. They didn't need their subjects to constantly pray for them or to them. He did appreciate that. He merely watched the doe, uncertain what to do or how to approach. She didn't notice him, surely it was wrong to approach when she had no idea he was there?
Guess what? Slow replies. e_e
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Mid-chew, Pica paused in her munching. Why wasn't Acton joining in? Mebbe it was just that Pica was in his way. Shuffling to ones side of the patch she was currently demolishing, Pica catches sight of Akken's face as he pulls of his mask. It was smooth and serious. Pica glanced away quickly, fearing that Acton would get angry with her seeing his face. Some didn't like it, but Pica merely found it disturbing.
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Eh, it could have. They
The stag caught some sort of movement of the fawn out of the corner of his eye, and he tilted his head in her direction, trying to understand if he did something bad...but he couldn't see his own face. He had no idea what it looked like. Only that he didn't have a deer face like she did, just a humanesque one. "Sorry..." he muttered, trying to quickly slip the mask back over his face, feeling dread in his stomach. What if he wasn't accepted here either?
Hm? Did Acton say something?
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This character makes me
Actaeon just blinked in response, halting in his attempt to bring the mask up to his face. She didn't care? But...didn't she just...? Eh, whatever. He let the mask fall back, nodding at her question.
"I guess I am." he replied quietly.
Alrighty then
And it`s fine. XD
The hind contined to quiver as she stared at the large idol. She blinked hard. If this perhaps was a dream, then she had to wake up sometime, did she not? Then she could return home...
But what was home? She could scarely remember it...
The doe felt the presence of another before she spotted it. Turning quickly, she was taken aback by the sight of another. Who was he? He looked quite unusual, that was for sure.
Taking a deep breath, the doe bowed to the other. This strange, new location did nothing to hinder the policy of respect that she had been taught- whomever had taught it. Besides, a decent lady would always show respect to her male counterparts.
Mustering up a morsel of courage, the young doe spoke. "H-hello there... Pardon me, but would you happen to know where we are?" She still wasn`t entirely certain that she wasn`t in Erebos.
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Actaeon just watched her for
"This....this is called The Forest." he replied, keeping his words somewhat short. He didn't want come off like he knew more about this place. He knew very little.
I'm trying not to go for
And Pica's already mighty attached to this guy.
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Pica nodded, satisfied. She didn't know why Acton did that, but at least he could share the blueberries with her. Of course, she'd eat faster, so butting Acton gently on the butt with her forehead she waddled out a little way to an uneated (spelling mistake intentional) patch that she had saved for him. "Acton go fill tummy..?"
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Actaeon followed her after a few moments of waiting to see where she was wandering off to, mindful of the mask against his neck. He settled down beside Pica, starting to nibble on some of the lower branches. He shot a sideways glance at the fawn, wondering how many blueberries the little thing could even eat. Where did she put them all?!
The hind blinked at the
"Is... is that it? Surely, there must be more to it?" Surely, there had to be more! Unless the Gods did not want her to know.
Then she realized what she had done. It was not decent for her, a young women, to be prying into things that weren`t hers to know.
But then again, this wasn`t a normal situation. She was going to find out where she was. If this truly was Erebos, then she would discover the reasoning behind her death. After all, no one passed through Erebos and survived, surely?
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'cept Odysseus/shot
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"More?" he repeated, tilting
The hind narrowed her eyes.
The doe stopped, gasping. What had she done- yelling like a child? But surely there was good reason for it? If this male knew something, then he had to tell her.
"I`m so sorry.... I just... I have not the faintest idea how I got here, that`s all. If you know something else, please, please me- unless you cannot. You said this doesn`t end... are... are w-we dead, maybe? Is this Erebos?"
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The stag's ears flew back at
"If this is Erebus, this is not how I imagined it," he commented dryly, "I do not know how you came here. All I know is I arrived here through death. I'm not sure if it is the same for you."
Then it shows I've portrayed
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Mid-chew, Pica looks guilty. Why was she packing away all the berries again? She kept forgetting herself. (she's doing a >.< face) Restraining herself, Pica eats slower, and finds herself full. Funny that she never notices it when she crams it all down. With a mental note as an experiment to eat slower next time, Pica tilts her head towards Acton's direction to see how he was going. Amazing - he'd barely made a dent in the blueberry patch! Amused now, Pica ambles towards the stag and collapses gingerly next to him, belly bulging and muzzle stained blue. "Uh.. -stifle burp- Acton slow at eatin'...heehee." She rolls around in something akin to a drunken state, giggling in short bursts, then stops short, upside down to study Acton's face. "Acton's face looks funny upside down. Or is it downside up?"
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He blinked, looking down at the young doe. Could you get drunk on blueberries? Fermented blueberries yeah...but fresh? Huh. He hadn't heard of that happening, but if you could Pica would be the one to accomplish it. Actaeon tilted his head at Pica's giggle fit and question, finding a smirk cross his face.
"You look funny too with your blueberry mustache," he replied, ignoring her question. He really had no idea how to answer her on that. He hadn't considered questions like that since he was her age. It took him a moment to realize he was smiling, but once he did he masked it behind a blank, annoyed expression. He couldn't show that he cared. If he did, they would find a way to take whatever he cared about away. They liked to do that. They liked to watch him suffer.
The doe`s ears flicked.
The fur on the back of the doe`s neck stood up. If this stag had truly arrived here through death, then it was very likely that this was Erebos.
But wait! She couldn`t remember much at all about where she came from, but she could remember what it had taught her. Erebos... Erebos itself wasn`t supposed to look like this, was it? Unless they were already in the Underworld... but surely, they would have remembered that?
The hind gulped. It was possible that they weren`t dead, after all? But then what?
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I should probably add that she`s from sometime between the years 200 and 100 B.C.; if I`m not mistaken the Greek city-states were fighting for independence against the then rising Roman Empire then. Yay history :3
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Ah. He was...85-90 AD(little
The stag's fur fluffed up along his spine, but other than that he appeared calm, "I remember how I got here...yes." he shook himself, "Consider yourself lucky, if you can't recall your final moments." he turned to study the crying rock for a moment, slowly walking around the back of the monument. He was moving to just move. He felt restless remembering how he died.
Ah, I see. Always found
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The doe blinked as the other fluffed up his fur. Yes... deer do that when annoyed, right?
"Oh, well... I understand, sir." Now that immendiate danger had appeared to pass, the hind felt a somewhat pompous air overtake her. Perhaps not the rude type, but a more... formal type.
The hind nodded slowly. "I assume you do not, but would you happen to know why we appear in this form? I cannot remember much, alas, but... Of what little I do remember, I have a feeling that I was not always like this."
Curiousity tingled in the doe`s fur as the other walked over to inspect the strange idol. She wanted to ask him more, but... it wasn`t a girls business to go about prying within foreign affairs, more? Besides, she did not know how he would react. She did not want to invoke the wrath of this stag.
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It is rather
"No. I do not. I awoke to this form just as you must have." he replied, appearing on the other side of the rock. He seemed somewhat disinterested in what she had to say. Though in truth he had as many unanswered questions as she. He stared at the water rushing down the eyeholes of the fountain. "This land is strange." he stated finally with a shake of his head.
Probably, but it's be pretty
againso she needs a lot of energy to digest them, and now she's on a low-energy state. For now.--
In a rather dozy way, Pica frowns. The fawn had a difficult time seeing Acton's smirk from her point of view - in her fawn brain he was pulling one corner of his mouth down. But why would he? Ah, well. Maybe it was because of her small stinky. She didn't mean it though. Really. With the most innocent face she could, Pica eases herself back onto her stomach, almost as if she were a blueberry herself and ready to burst. She didn't see Acton's face change, but she sure saw his blank and almost void-of-expression face. And Pica was confused. Verily.
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xD Oh my, Pica actually
The stag took advantage of the fawn settling down. He didn't really feel like eating much, anyway. Actaeon placed his mask back on his face, resting his head to the ground, tilting it just enough to where he could watch her out of the corner of his eye. For the most part he was staring at the blueberries with their splashes of the green plants supporting them.
It's amazing, I know. o.e
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This sunlight wasn't making her any better in her resistance to sleep. Desperately, Pica opens them wide, and seems to begin exercising her eyes - suddenly starting from her prone position to stretched them wide before her head flops back down between her forelegs as her eyes droop shut.
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"What are you doing, Pica?"
Pica gave an indignant snort
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He smiled, allowing the
"Why don't you just sleep? I'll keep watch. Make sure these blueberries don't go wandering off anywhere."
IS THIS THE END OF THE RP.
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The rather tiny fawn flinched and looked up in a rather annoyed fashion when the end of the scarf flopped softly next to her face, but gave a condescending sigh and nudged her head underneath, using it as some sort of eye-blind. Still too bright. Trying to tug the scarf down with her, Pica wriggles her head into Acton's belly-fluff, small nose often poking his side rather roughly though they were always followed by apologetic mumbles. Her small hooves scraping shallow troughs in the dirt, Pica gives up eventually and flops, defeated.
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Most likely. Pica's a lot of
sure - it's a bit late right
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/claws way into this
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The doe nodded. "How.... strange." Was all she could manage.
Inside, the doe scolded herself. How daft you sound! Then again, was it really her fault?
"It certainly is. One day, perhaps, I`ll discover why my presence here came to me. Still, I wonder... why are we here in this form? I don`t remember much about... home... but I do recall the fact that I hadn`t always roamed the world in this form. I assume you do not know much, either."
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