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Post by Alluvia on Nov 30, 2006 18:45:23 GMT -5
Drisana slowly descended from the sky and landed with a soft thump on the ebony sand. Smoke lazily drifted out of her nostrils as she looked up at the sky for Guardian.
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Post by guardian on Dec 1, 2006 8:29:11 GMT -5
The ice colored dragon did a spin in the air and flew downward, landing softly on the sand. "What do you bring me here for?" he questioned.
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Post by Alluvia on Dec 2, 2006 15:59:55 GMT -5
Her lips curved into a mischievious grin, "To race."
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Post by guardian on Dec 2, 2006 21:20:14 GMT -5
"Why?" His voice was questioning and confused, why would they race?
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Post by Alluvia on Dec 3, 2006 12:04:50 GMT -5
"For fun!" she laughed, "Do you even know how to have fun?"
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Post by guardian on Dec 3, 2006 21:32:59 GMT -5
"I suppose I don't." he said serouslly, not sure exactly what he was supposed to do to have fun.
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Post by Alluvia on Dec 5, 2006 18:45:50 GMT -5
"You can't just be serious all the time, otherwise you will become a grouchy old dragon," she replied.
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Post by guardian on Dec 5, 2006 20:34:30 GMT -5
"Already there my dear." He replied jokingly.
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Post by Alluvia on Dec 6, 2006 16:58:33 GMT -5
"My dear?" she questioned, "You have not earned the right to call me 'dear'."
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Post by guardian on Dec 6, 2006 19:46:01 GMT -5
"I apologize," He bowed low, "I was under the impression we were having 'fun' " He looked up and smiled cunningly.
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Post by Alluvia on Dec 8, 2006 18:13:15 GMT -5
His joke dawned on her and she laughed lightly, "Aha, I see..."
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Post by guardian on Dec 8, 2006 21:19:25 GMT -5
"Well then, how does this work? This 'fun' thing?" He turned his head and looked at her in mock confusion.
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Post by Alluvia on Dec 9, 2006 15:21:39 GMT -5
"Well I figured we'd race each other through the air, but staying as close to the ground as possible..." she suggested.
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Post by guardian on Dec 11, 2006 19:02:55 GMT -5
"Ok, sounds good." He replied nervously.
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Post by Alluvia on Dec 12, 2006 19:03:11 GMT -5
"The ending point will be that coconut tree over there," she gestured towards an unmistakeably tall tree many miles away.
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