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Post by E on Dec 4, 2005 23:02:30 GMT -5
Amoare stood still as stone in the door way as her friends words reached her. Her feet however, just wouldn't move. Her entire being wanted to turn and run as far into the barracks as it would allow, but at the same time she didn't want her friend to see her fear...
After several seconds that seemed like hours to Amoare, she managed to find her voice, quavering as it was... "I... I can't... I'm scared..." she shouted, her voice growing a little softer with each part. "I'm sorry..." she said softly not able to move forward or back.
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Post by hrsegrl245 on Dec 4, 2005 23:40:43 GMT -5
Amneris left the canines at the entrance and ran back through the rain, gitar and flit in tow. She knew that Amoare was a strong person and this must be one of her only fears. Amneris did not blame her for it int the least. "Do you want to try and find a way through the Weyr so we can stay out of the rain?" Amneris asked, either way her flit was ravenous so she had to get to the kitchens tonight. "During the day I can find my way, but at night its a bit more difficult." Amneris stated, she had not been there much longer than the other candidate but her parents always said she had a good sense of direction. "The way through the rainer is easier but that doesn't mean its the only way."
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Post by E on Dec 5, 2005 12:20:35 GMT -5
Amoare couldn't help but manage a weak smile at her friend as she returned thru the rain to her. "I'd rather stay out of the rain, so another way would be wonderful..." Looking down to her feet, she blushed at the amount of trouble she was already causing.
"I'm sorry for the hassle Amneris..." Yet looking back out to the cascading droplets the old, familar fear refused to let go of her spine and Amoare knew that she'd have done the same if given the chance again.
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Post by hrsegrl245 on Dec 6, 2005 11:23:39 GMT -5
"Its no trouble. We will simply have to find the way. Wish I had something to light the way for us." Amneris looked into the dark caverns and decided to grap a torch off the wall at the entrance. "This should help... Hope it will last." Leading the way Amneris went from cavern to cavern, they ended up in the Lower Caverns but Amneris knew her way once there so she smiled back at Amoare, "Look there is the Creche. It is only a little farther." Her little flit meanwhile was sending her the orst hunger pangs to which she just gave him a firm no. He would sulk for a couple minutes and try again. "Shards he is stubborn." she said to Amoare about her flit. Walking into the Kitchens was a relief. "Now we simply need some meat." She put the old torch out in the sink and left it there. Neris had issues cleaning up after herself. She also grabbed two bowls. The flit wanted herdbeast meat, as he showed her clearly in picture form.
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Post by E on Dec 8, 2005 23:49:32 GMT -5
Amoare followed Amneris, completely releived when she recognised the lower cavers as well. So there was a way to the hall from the barracks that did not include the terrors of the rain. Smiling at Amneris she followed her lead grabbing a bowl as Lues noticed where they were and inquired about food.
"Yes Lues, you may have some too." she said laughing. "Do you know if the hearths in the hall are still lit?" Amoare asked as they walked thru the kitchen.
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Post by hrsegrl245 on Dec 9, 2005 12:11:59 GMT -5
"The Night Hearth should be... but I don't think the others are." Amneris said, then released a high pitched whistle. Tipp and Note ran from out front where they had been waiting and eventually came bounding up toward them wet fur and all. "Look at you silly girls. How about we have amidnight snack..." She began to walk toward the night hearth. Her flit sent her another mind picture..."Don't be so pushy... you'll have some in a minute. Nipping at my hand won't get you anywhere." The flit looked a bit too eager for food and a bit too rebellious for punishment. "If you continue you won't get to eat anything." The flit gave her a look of pure haughtiness, as if he cared. He would of course come around in time... but for now he was going to maintain that he didn't care.
Amneris sat down on her favorite couch, gitar, canines, flit, bowls and meat all in tow. She looked like the pied piper. She set the two bowls on the ground placing a large bone in each. Then looked at her flit. "Now would you like to eat?" He was about to refuse when the whiff of the meat smell got to him. Eagerly he waited for some to land in his mouth.
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Post by E on Dec 12, 2005 11:22:56 GMT -5
Amoare followed Amneris with a concideribly smaller quantity of meat as she only had one mouth to feed. Sitting cross-legged on the other side of the couch, she handed a small peice to Lues for investigation. Leaning back onto the arm she watched the little brown wait for his peice of meat.
"Don't you ever get any sleep?" she asked with a small yawn, starting up a coversation with Amneris.
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Post by hrsegrl245 on Dec 12, 2005 11:50:01 GMT -5
Amneris laughed as she fed meat to her greedy flit. "Sleep, well I get some but I dare say everyone sleeps so much more than I do. I don't need much sleep, maybe 4 or 5 hours on a tired day. Generally I'd rather be up making music than wasting time with sleep." She looked down at Tipp and Note who were chewing their bones happily. All the while contining to give her flit food. "I'm sure once you impress a dragon you won't be getting much sleep either. Personally if I impress I hope the dragon sleeps when I want and not liek this flit, up all night and sleeping all day. Flits are not even nocturnal. I swear he has his times all mixed up."
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