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Post by icecreamfreak on Jun 3, 2012 18:14:24 GMT -5
He lifted the arm that the bird was on. "He comes here every spring. He knows that I can't harm him." he said gently, stroking the tiny bird's head with a black-nailed finger. The bird tweeted, and stood there, it's eyes closing in comfort.
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Post by Trick on Jun 3, 2012 18:15:58 GMT -5
Circe.
"I don't harm birds," said Circe. "Just land animals. Except for deer. I raised a fawn, so I can't harm them. Her kin comes to my garden from time to time back in England."
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Post by icecreamfreak on Jun 3, 2012 18:18:53 GMT -5
Alex smiled at him, "I can understand." he said. A butterfly landed on his arm and he sighed. The butterfly approached the bird for a moment before flying to Circe, landing on the top of her head.
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Post by Trick on Jun 3, 2012 18:30:06 GMT -5
Circe.
Circe didn't move as the butterfly landed on her. Carefully, she took it off her, careful of it's wings. She held it in her hand. The whole time she did not touch the wings. "Butterfly wings have scales, which some people believe are just modified hairs called setae. People say if they are removed, the butterfly cannot fly and it will die afterwards, but that's probably just fiction," she said softly. "The genus, Lepidoptera, actually means 'scale-wing'."
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Post by icecreamfreak on Jun 3, 2012 18:34:51 GMT -5
Alex smiled at her, "Yes, it does." he said. "I do love monarchs though, maybe it's because its like me. What kind of butterfly do you like?"
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Post by Trick on Jun 3, 2012 18:37:38 GMT -5
"Easy, my favorite butterfly is the Chinese Gloss Swallowtail," said Circe.
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Post by icecreamfreak on Jun 3, 2012 18:42:01 GMT -5
Alex smiled, and the butterfly in Circe's hand flapped its wings gently. He smiled at it, and the bird rubbed its head against Alex's neck.
The unnamed man sighed as he adjusted the hood that covered his face. He looked at his companion and pulled on the hood a little more. He sighed, You're going to have to keep your face hidden from other people.
His companion nodded silently, biting his pink lips gently.
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Post by Trick on Jun 3, 2012 18:45:55 GMT -5
Disparity.
Disparity had enough sleep, and since Sivain was with Circe, he had time to kill. He decided to go to the gym and practice fencing or something. He was extremely bored.
Circe.
Circe watched the butterfly calmly. She didn't mind it much. "Anything else you'd like to know about me?" she asked.
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Post by icecreamfreak on Jun 3, 2012 18:51:41 GMT -5
Amy looked up at him, "Why do we have to hide, Project?" The other man didn't answer for a while before sighing. He looked at his friend and flicked Amy's forehead gently. Amy let out a small whine and raised his hands to touch his forehead. The other man pulled the lifted hoodie down to cover Amy's eyes.
You're going to need it. he replied telepathically. You really are going to need it.
"...Oh."
Alex smiled at her gently and sighed, "I would like to know as much as I can about you," he said. "So you like nature itself?"
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Post by Trick on Jun 3, 2012 18:52:57 GMT -5
Circe.
For the most part, yes," said Circe.
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Post by icecreamfreak on Jun 3, 2012 18:58:26 GMT -5
"That's good. I like nature myself." he said smiling. "Have you ever tried tea before?" He started walking again, the bird still on his shoulder. The butterfly moved up Circe's arm, flapping it's wings gently.
A strong gust of wind came by and blew both of their hoodies down. "Project" held his though, while Amy's fell backwards, against the green sweater. Amy, are you okay? he asked, looking a little concerned. Amy nodded at him, a gentle smile on his face.
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Post by Trick on Jun 3, 2012 19:13:17 GMT -5
Circe.
"Tea? The drink? Of course," said Circe. "I am British after all."
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Post by icecreamfreak on Jun 3, 2012 19:16:01 GMT -5
"I like green tea." Alex said, smiling. "I'm more Romanian to tell the truth." He stopped in front of the small lake that's in the garden, and sat down on the edge. His feet were submerged in the water, and he didn't mind.
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Post by Trick on Jun 3, 2012 19:43:40 GMT -5
Circe.
Circe walked across the lake, stepping on the actual water. She did not fall into it. Her feet did not disturb the surface either.
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Post by icecreamfreak on Jun 3, 2012 19:47:51 GMT -5
He looked at her in slight amazement and smiled. The bird on his shoulder flew to Circe and tweeted at her, and landed on here shoulder. The tiny sparrow didn't seem one bit scared of her. Alex kicked his feet a little bit, enough to move his legs slowly in the clear, clean water.
"So you can walk on water?"
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