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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2015 2:32 pm
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He was scowling by the time the rest of the bones were buried, glowing eyes narrowed beneath his bone helm. Grave tamped the ground with his hooves, still staring at the female in accusation as he worked, as if he couldn't quite wrap his head around what she'd said. Quite literally, he could not.
Head held high, arrogance visible in his stance, he asked in a gravelly, indignant manner, "What do you mean, my way isn't the only way?"
It was work. He'd been doing this longer than she'd been alive! He knew what he was doing, he could hear the deceased, he was not some upstart whippersnapper with an opinion! Even so, Grave regarded the grey female he'd yet again run into, jaw clenched as he awaited an answer that would no doubt be quickly discarded. Kids these days.
Aric Val with a finished edit
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2015 9:53 pm
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"It isn't the only way."
She repeated back to Grave, grey eyes following his every move and already knowing that look he was giving her, a look that meant that this would either be a long discussion or a short one. Of course Evenfall respected her mentor's (as she started to call him in her head) way so very much, he was focused, deliberate, it was simple yet meaningful, but at least to her, it only focused on one facet.
But it was as if she grew another head in the bucks eyes, she moved a little closer, blinking at him. "Watching you has taught me many things, I am grateful." she paused, eyes briefly on the ground he had covered, the bones laid to rest. "Only I also touch on another part of their journey and celebrate that."
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2015 8:34 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 15, 2015 11:04 am
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Grave felt that if he rolled his eyes much more, they may just fall out of their sockets. "How can you remember what you've never met?" he asked chiding, a touch of sarcasm betraying his mild impatience with the matter. "Do you just give all the dead beings happy stories? That sounds like you're trying to assure yourself of your work more than respecting them." The last word was nearly spat, annoyance making his hackles nearly stand on end. It was like arguing with a child! No, your pet beetle wont live forever, no matter how well you take care of it. It denied sense! It defied rationale! Nevermind that he was arguing about it, it was her that was being unreasonable.
Said the sullen, grouchy old man.
"I hope a fire takes me," he grumbled under his breath, "I don't want to be buried by some upstart who thinks they knew my life!"
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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2015 8:30 pm
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"Then mind your words--!" he snarled, not having realized she was so close when he did so. It made his reaction angrier, more aggressive, and that wasn't at all who he was. Blue eyes blazing, he growled beneath his adorned skull and turned away from her once more, marching forward.
"You can't remember a stranger, girl," he half growled, half mouthed around his shoulder, tossing angry glances of blue towards her. "You can't pretend to be a friend to the dead. How else could you have possibly meant it, if not for your own thoughts and ideas?"
Don't do it. Don't do it don't do it don't do it-- "Which are WRONG," he spat, tail whipping behind him. Clearly, he didn't know when to shut up, not unlike a petulant child.
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Posted: Fri Oct 30, 2015 7:23 pm
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She said it in a way that gave him the impression it wasn't the first time she'd had to say goodbye. Whether it was true or not, Grave didn't know - he didn't know a lot about Eve, other than her being minded in the way he was - but he was too annoyed to ask. Annoyed with her. Annoyed with himself.
He didn't know what to say, so he said nothing, allowing their airs to be in silence. It was safer that way, he figured, no room for misunderstanding or argument. It was comfortable this way. Kind of.
And so they walked, and Grave chewed on the exchange, as well as what it would mean for their future.
MotherFather, but he really didn't like the living.
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