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[Shenmue654]

Mar looks at Myitt rather seriously and states, "When it is all over, I promise you that I will make the rest of your eternal existence as gloriously happy as I can manage. If you felt pain, then it was from the very act of being around me. As I am when all the variants of my Self are complete. And you couldn't really call that my fault."

Mar then grins at her and states, "And how can you admit such a thing when your entire group has spent the evening calling me a petty soul-stealer and an arrogant fool? Really Myitt, you'd almost be giving me credit for what I truly represent, rather than who this variant appears to be. "

[Myitt]

"Gloriously happy for you, and that is what makes you an arrogant fool," says Myitt smolderingly.

[Shenmue654]

Mar glances at her with an almost offhand look, like he doesn't really consider her fury all that important. "Actually, you should find it quite enjoyable as well. Once you are as I want you to be. And as for me...arrogant I suppose I am. Pride was what I had in spades before much else. A fool, Myitt...well perhaps I am now. I'm drunk, mortal, and only one of many. But..."

Mar looks at Myitt very carefully. "If you remember what happened correctly...then you know perfectly well that in my prime I am no fool."

[Alic]

Ossanlin threw back Alic quickly and it caught her off-gaurd, she almost tripped over her own feet and stumbled. Her chest felt heavy and she wiped the sweat off her eyes and forehead. She was quick but for some reason she tired quickly, due to working her hardest from the beginning.

Alic very much admired the larger male Andalite's strength and muscle. In ways that she was jealous and in ways where it may be inppropriate to be looking so much. He was starting to become distracting but she refused to give up.

Stepping towards him she found a puddle to help quench re thirst, not stopping to show she needed it.

Alic ****ed an eyebrow, smiling. <I would hate to say "rusty".. I just bring something different.> She then tried to stop her heart from leaping at his compliment. She came back with her usual humor. <That I am, so I've been told.> Sounding overly confident, she knew, but that was her style.
((at the bar. If not for predictive text none of this would make sense!))

[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

((Oh Patty, your liver must really earn it's keep.  :p))

Ossanlin can barely see something in Alic, perhaps she was flagging?  He was a little out of breath himself but only partially because of the combat.  His eyes had widened as he let the thought escape...she was though...one of a kind.  He schooled himself...he was an active-duty War Prince that really couldn't offer anything to a female, it wasn't right.  A part of his mind was starting to see Alic in a different light thought, and he couldn't stop it.  He had thought of her as a child more often than not, but now he saw a petite but full-grown female...and one to grab males' eyes at that.  He shook his head a bit as his fur glistened in the moonlight, she was giving him quite a workout indeed.  Both mental and physical.

Ossanlin re-engages his battle-mentality, though he can't stop all thoughts from pushing through...maybe she would like to dine tonight...a nice gallop through a clearing would....but no, back to the fight.  He knew she'd slap him right across the face with that tail if he wasn't careful.  He continues to sway his tail back and forth, suddenly striking from his right side, the flat of his blade aimed straight for her upper left shoulder.

[Six]

Ah do be doubtin' tha' sir" Wolffe said as he drank his shot and placed the glass back down "Perhaps Ah sould be makin' it fairer on ye, but since ye be a Colonel I donae think Ah will" He poured the round this time, noticing that Radec was already experiencing the effects of the alcohol, he nodded to himself "Ah do be thinkin' tha' ye nae have a head fer drinkin'." His remark would probably earn him a cuff to the head but it'd be well worth it. He himself was still feeling no effects of the alchohol perhaps because he drank stronger things more often. As it was he eyed Deucalions still full glass.
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Deucalion had found no ISA and had relaxed partly and returned to the table where the other two Helghast were drinking, he sat down to watch and was about to retrieve his whiskey, but noticed that it was gone, the empty glass was in the middle of the table, the Commando sighed and assumed that Wolffe had drank it.

[Alic]

((my liver is as just as top shape as Alic is physically. Thanks! =]   ))


Ossanlin looked distracted, if just for a moment and Alic took full advantage. Not only did she go at his perfectly boned face with her right fist, a left fist at his lower half, she had the flat of her blade aimed towards his hock, right where his hind leg bends hoping to knock him off balance. If she was able to manage, she should be able to swing her blade around to his neck, perhaps forcing him to surrender.

But Alic was starting to become exhausted, and hoped she was quick enough. Even if she managed to hit one of the targets on Ossanlin, he did throw off her concentration. Aiming as on target as possible, she ducked to his blow, only to be caught on the left side of her head. She flew to the ground.

[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

((I was just giving you crap.  ))

As soon as his tail swats forward at Alic's shoulder, he sees her own attack coming...the attacks happened simultaneously.  Committed to his own strike, Ossanlin didn't have a ready defense and caught a fist to the chin and a tail blade to his rear leg, buckling the joint and causing him to lose his balance falling back to his haunches and then tipping to his side, catching himself partially with his palms to the ground, but his tail became trapped somewhat painfully under his side.  He tries to breathe but it comes laboriously until he forces himself over, freeing his tail.  He lays on his side on the ground, chest heaving as breath comes again, his stalk eyes looking around.

He sees Alic lying on the ground and realizes that the blow she had tried to avoid had caught her on the temple, not hard but it might've been enough to daze.  <Alic...I mean Aliciania, are you alright?>  He doesn't move from his position, one of his rear knee-joints hurting, he can't really tell which one at present, and his breath being knocked out of him.  He takes a few moments to recover.

[Alic]

((hehe I know! hey get on aim. ))

Alic props herself up as best she could using her shoulder. <Unh. I'm perfectly fine.> She closed one of her main eyes and rubbed the side of her head, and laughed silently at the sight of Ossanlin on the ground. <We just took good care of eachother!> Her eyes were squinting with humor. She had never remembered such fun.

Moving to her feet, Alic moved to Ossanlin. <A tie, for tonight at least? You exhaust me!> And excite her, but she could never admit it.

[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

((I'm on AIM silly.  :p  Have been all night...but I need to catch some zzz's really soon, we're leaving to visit my puppy again in 4 hrs!    He's six weeks now and I get to bring him home in two more weeks!!!))

Ossanlin smiles a bit more with his eyes, making his way to his hooves.  <Yes, I suppose we did.  You're...fast.  I believe a draw is a good call.  You would've won without a doubt if we had really been fighting, that first strike to my forehoof would've hobbled me and made me easy prey if you hadn't been using the flat.>

His breathing returns to normal somewhat...but not really as it seems he's still out of breath as he takes a look into Alic's smiling eyes.  He looks away embarassed, hoping his face wasn't shading purplish.  This was strange for him...he did not feel embarrasment over anything.  <Well, I don't know about you but I could use some nutrients after that.  It's still a beautiful night...>  Ossanlin gestures to the sky above and notices for the first time that two moons are illuminating the night.  He swears he's never seen them before and this place didn't have enough gravity to hold moons but...he shrugs it off.  This place denied physics.  <There's a clear meadow not much further...we could gallop a while...there's even a brook down on the far side that is as clear and as cold as the Disraen Crystalwater on the homeworld...sometim es I wonder if that place was crafted for us.>  Ossanlin smiles a bit, then widens his eyes... <andalites I mean...us as in andalites.>

[Alic]

The smile never left Alic's eyes. For some reason she liked hearing the word prey, and wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not. She shook it off. Lightly touching his arm she moved past him and turned her upper body to face him. <It is beautiful.> Her stalk eyes made their way up, gazing at the stars. They were much more clearer here than from Earth. It reminded her of a sequined skirt she wore once. He wouldn't understand the reference so she didn't mention it.

At the thought of the home world, Alic didn't know what to say. She had spent little time there when she was young. <Race you there!> And took off into the direction of the meadow. She felt so alive in a way she never knew was possible. For some reason she enjoyed the term "us" and it made her feel much lighter on her hooves.

[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

Ossanlin looks back surprised and perhaps a bit dazed as Alic faces him and touches his arm.  The place she touches suddenly feels almost tingly as if she had managed to transmit sparks across that touch.  He jumps a bit in surprise as Alic takes off proclaiming a race.

<Hey, you got a head-start...>  Ossanlin takes off too, long, powerful strides propelling him forward through trees and brush, Alic a few steps ahead appearing and vanishing between trees and stands of brush.  He tucks his tail down for aerodynamics and pushes forward again, hopping over a felled log and laughing in thought and wonderment, feeling like a young boy again.  For that moment, that time...the war ceased to exist, all bad things and horrible things went away, and all that was left were the good things, mostly Alic dominated his mind.  This young female did things to him that he himself did not understand.  The thought of galloping with her made his hearts race in time to his hoof-beats.

[Alic]

Alic could hear Ossanlin right behind her and sped up. Her main eyes looking ahead and her stalk eyes aiming at where her hooves took place. She contemplated letting Ossy catch up, then smiling to herself felt maybe she let him off too easily earlier and kept at full speed. But he seemed to catch up and even pull ahead of her. She was quick but her steps and leaps were smaller.

The feelings he had been making her feel lately were so new to her. Ossanlin made her feel like a whole new creature, but at the same time it frightened her to not be her normal, difficult self.

[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

Ossanlin pulls up abreast of Alic, hopping around trees and over brush in the way.  His path is a bit different than hers...sometimes they were close enough to hold hands while at other times there was a good span between them.  He stays even with Alic, smiling over at her with his main eyes, his stalk eyes split between the forest floor and what lay in front of him.  <We're almost there!>

Right after Ossanlin thinks, they burst through the treeline on a meadow of grass that is just a bit over fetlock height.  Delicious hues of deep blue and verdant green suffused the meadow and on the far side a silver ribbon that was the aforementioned brook is visible, glinting as the clear water shifts in the moonlight.  Ossanlin slows and eventually stops drinking the sight in with all of his eyes.  <This is it.  A huge meadow, and the grass is as delicious as on the Homeworld.>  Ossanlin gives Alic a silly grin.  <I've only ever been here alone.  I'm glad you're with me this time, it seems even more beautiful with you gracing it.>  Ossanlin's eyes widen as he realizes what he said and scans the horizon for a moment, nervous Alic would take it the wrong way.

[Alic]

Alic had become drunk with fun. She was laughing the whole run there. Coming to a dead stop when they reached the clearing she drew in a few deep breaths, taking samples of the beautifully colored grass beneath her hooves. It may have been the actual taste of the grass or the company she had, but it was so sweet to her, like a well deserved treat.

Feeling privaledged Ossanlin would share such a place with her, Alic looked at him with her main eyes. Her cheeks quickly turned a brighter purple at his comment. If it had been anyone else he would be begging for his life to be spared.... But this just felt, well, right.

Alic reached for his hand and took it in hers. <Let's go for a walk. I'm glad you took me here.> It was almost at a whisper, she was starting to feel shy which was out of her character.