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Post by Kitty on Jan 12, 2009 4:02:39 GMT -5
 There had been a shift change recently, but he didn't want to go in and go to bed quite yet, no .... he wanted to go and enjoy the rose gardens a bit. He'd been feeling a little off his game since his time in Corvistowne, chitin covered legs suddenly sprouting from your back would throw anyone off... at least that's what he figured. It seemed his higher ups agreed and had let him take night shifts until he was feeling more up to the tasks he'd been promoted to once he'd reached rank 10. It was a lot to think about and he'd considered going back to the Marsh for a bit ... but he didn't want ot abandon his duties here for some silly personal issue ... so he was here, in the gardens thinking about a few things. His little brush tail wiggled every now and again as he passed the roses, enjoying the scent that had once made him sneeze .... there weren't pretty flowers like this in the Marsh, he'd miss them if he went back. His notched ear twitched as he caught a bit of movement, but it could have been his imagination ... was someone really thereat this time of night? |
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Post by FlyingPanther on Jan 19, 2009 20:57:06 GMT -5
Severus was also someone trying to find an escape from his personal issues. It had been a while since he had been outside, couped up in the palace up until this moment where he decided a change of scenes might do him some good. His body screamed for Vitamin D, but he decided to wait until night to leave the palace walls. He didn't want anyone to see him. He decided to go and enjoy the fabulous rose gardens that the palace had to offer. Truth be told, he had never really properly visited them, not particularly being into anything of that nature, but he supposed that now...if he was looking for a different scenery this would be the best place to go. He was akin to a ghost in his movements, fluid like that of a deer, but he was still deathly skinny. He didn't seem to be packing on pounds quick enough. He supposed the poisons were still working their way out of his system. It had slowed him down and weakened him to a certain degree. His wanderings took him to some particularly fragrant white roses, and he allowed himself to scent them, even if such a motion seemed strange to him. There was a part of him that felt stupid, but another part sung. It was probably the most beautiful smelling rose he had ever come across. Survival seemed to be the biggest and most delicious of spices he had ever experienced. |
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Post by Kitty on Jan 20, 2009 3:02:30 GMT -5
His ears twitched and swiveled as he heard what sounded like hooves against the ground, two if he heard right... which indicated a biped. He perked up even more as olive eyes scanned the surrounding area until they landed on a tall, rather strange looking, dark figure. He stared for a moment before he realized who it was ... not that he'd ever met the man before. He'd heard of this one through the grapevine and from the fact that he had been a King under His Majesty Serafino.
He approached the man, not at all bothered by his snake like features because, well, who was he to judge someone for 'off' features when he had such prominent spider traits? No, he wished to speak to this strange man, especially since he hadn't even seen him in the halls before... he might never see him again if the man kept that up!
He paused, clearing his throat so that he knew there was someone else there and, once he had his attention, he placed a paw on his chest and bowed courteously to the higher ranked, higher formed man.
Good evening your Highness. |
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