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[2014-06-23 12:04:22 +0000 UTC]
"" oh, but baby"
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caw caw. pls omg
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/North Walked around the empty park late at night,The stars were her only way of navigation since the park lights blew out.She sighed and took a step forward,Stepping on a twig,Making it snap.She squeaked,And stepped around the stick.
She continued walking.
Not seeing were she was going,She accidentally bumps into you,"A-Ah-!I-I'm so s-sorry!"
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((This is such an amazing account! <333
May we RP maybe? ))
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caw caw. gosh thank u !!! sure we can!!
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((Yayyyy!! <333
Do you want me to send you a starter? Or would you like to send one? :3))
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caw caw. could you ??Β
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[ makes to punch him across the face ]
don't fuck my husband --
( i d u nno ,, )
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[ oh fuck- ]
[ wa i t ]
[ oh mattie u done fucked up ]
[ squINTS ]
" ...matthieu didn't tell me he had a husband "
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oh, he didn't, did he?
[ ok he's still angry ]
[ he wants to fight ok ]
[ he wants to punch a brother across the face ]
[ which he's gonna try to do again ]
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[ lets out an ungainly squark & steps back ]
" and i would never simply fuck him! that's disgraceful, he deserves better than that. as his 'husband', if what you say is true, you would know that! "
[ gettin mad real fast!!! ]
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caw caw. /squints
l amb?
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( yes it me
i m ade a hot southern zombie hun ter he lp )
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" well, got a similar name for one-- "
[ yawns & stretches out his wings, scratching just beneath ]
" he has hot as me, babe? "
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"first you were an annoying ass on legs. now you're an annoying peacock ass on legs.."
//what a life
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[ grins, perched on the porch railings outside his door ]
" hot ass though-"
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caw caw. birb do
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caw caw. yus birbΒ
birb kingΒ
come to steal ur catsΒ
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It seems once more he was to be left alone for today, as a small piece of parchment along with a bright red rose and scraggly yet familiarly legible print in blood red ink from the true master of this large manor seemed to apologize for his constant lack of presence and hoped such a rose would be worthy as a humble gift. Of course, this was about an hour or so ago- late morning after the librarian woke, bathed in rose petals, and dressed in simplistic modern clothing as usual. Only Matthieu knew who this belonged to, and he knew who might be the one harshly questioning if such things were found so he quickly ripped it to shreds and disposed of it in the nearest trash bin with a slight, aching heart as it pained him to do this to another (beastly monarch) he held close to his personal self. But nonetheless, work was to be done right now..personal work- and that included some organization along with possible dusting in his personal library- no not the one he worked in! The one that stayed a part of this very castle-like home. After some twists and turns in the hallways with silence, except for the clicking of his heels as he walked down the white coloured tiles, there before anticipating sapphire/violet eyes laid the plethora of books, bookshelves upon bookshelves of endless literature! Matthieu decided to start off with one of his favourite sections, which happened to be where the biographies of historical figures laid..though what be this oddity that stood out when not a book was started on yet? A small leather book by the looks of it; differing physically from the hefty navy blues and regal red covers it seems! Slender, creamy fingers slowly but gently pulled it out, blowing off the layers of dust surprisingly built on it though coughed daintily not long after, then sneezed. "....The ways of the Beast men?" The blonde haired male murmured to himself, gently carressing the ancient material with a thumb, just..mesmerized as he remembered Allard mentioning them briefly on first meeting! "Could it really be..?" He wondered aloud to himself, carefully but surely opening the thin book and flipping to a random page.
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allard was out that day, off to survey his loosely held kingdom and to chase a few squirrels. He was a bird, he needed to fly and stretch his wings often. Also, it was good fun. The book was incredibly old and the spellings far from modern, everything written how it was pronounced as they were in times gone by. It had been written by a human while under the rule of the very winged man Mattieu had met and become close to, including detailed drawings of various types pf beastmen and the intricate hierarchy the community had, from the lowest mice peoples to the rare, commanding bears and wolverines, wild cats and lynxes.it did not have chapters, but flowed from one topic to another with a bold heading for each.Β
'Feeding habits'
'Ceremonies'
'Mating rituals'
'Interection with the lower species (humans)'
ect
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The spellings reminded him of the fifteenth, maybe fourteenth century or at least somewhere along those lines from the olden language and way this human seemed to have taken notes. Judging from the spelling, the parchment, the leather bounds, and the drawings of all the beastmen along with the rare human here and there..Matthieu could only interpret it as someone or something having been alive during Allard's rule and took such notes- as many as they could before having passed on in the afterlife. Now utterly curious as he ever so gently flipped through the pages, careful not to accidentally rip the notes, he silently read on while staying there by the bookshelf. He noticed there weren't chapters; instead bood headings and more notes regarding that said topic whether it was feeding habits for each species/mandatory or typical diet, their general relations with humans and how they interacted with one another, basic mannerisms, etc. Fascinated by all that there is as his mind ran amock while greedily gulping all this "new" information as it were liquid. "Amazing...so this is how it was meant to be played out during his rule.." He could murmur to himself, still flipping the pages as he soon started to read about their ceremonies and major holidays, or even some events in life such as once or twice that Allard was attempted to be killed and could not go through! Oh this was all far too interesting to put down right away! Psh, but then again...when hasn't Matthieu put down a book?....Actually there were a couple of times but those books were horrendously dull, dragged out, had far too many grammatical typos and kept changing tenses so it was infuriating. Wait, this is all starting to get a little sidetracked! Around the final ten pages or so, the young looking librarian silently looked at the next heading to see what this would be about- "Mating rituals". Curious, the blonde haired lad read on...slowly seeming to realize how close to human marriages around the world it resembled and not about the sex alone..but at the same time, it was entirely different. There were certain rituals, certain ways to mate and close the bond/promise very tightly and assure loyalty to one's partner. Hm...so he was indeed wrong and assumed far too quickly for his own good and now sees what it was truly meant to be! Having been far too absorbed in all of this to see how much time has passed or much less be able to hear anyone come in right now in these premises, Matthieu just read on all the while.Β
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in fact, many things allard had been doing quickly became clear as obvious courting. the extremem protectiveness, being open, letting mattie touch his wings and holding him, so many little things mattie thought as either insignificant or annoying were, to allard, obvious shows of affection and demonstrations saying he could look after mattie that had been turned down over and over.Β
" ..mattie? you down here? " he was back, and the library seemed on obvious place to look! moving along swiftly, wings cleaning dust off accidentally, he spotted his gloden haired love. ahh, he was reading-- wait. wait, that was a drawing of himself. and those words, the- mattie was reading about his kind.
" mattieu, you shoulda asked me for better accuracy y'know "
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Tis only when hearing his voice..that he still chose not to look up from such ancient pages of text. But now it all seemed to make sense:Β the extreme measures of protectiveness, being open, letting the blonde haired librarian touch his wings and being held by the Raven monarch. So many little things he thought as either insignificant or annoying were, to Allard on the contrary, obvious shows of affection and demonstrations saying he could look after the other! This alone made his heart twist and clench horribly, suddenly feeling awful for not understanding them in the least and seeing this actions once as significant but now..normal and sweet by all means. Though he didn't have enough time to be sad or try to think about how to apologise to him as this sudden wave of dust came from a bookshelf or two which caused him to sneeze once or twice before sniffling a little and settling down. Once the dust left, Matthieu continued to silently eye the book and its notes somewhat for a moment, now on the final page after having read them in his short time before closing it and putting the book back where it belonged, a small sigh emmitted from his small yet kissable lips. "....I suppose I owe you an apology for being so ignorant as for being so blind...unable to see the true feeling and general meaning behind those actions...though now I have more questions than ever before. About you, your brother, your kingdom, and the general way of the beastmen..as that was from a human's point of view that simply wrote what he saw and understood."
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oh. he wasn't expecting that.Β
" ..you read about how we lived? mattie.. you can meet my brother, i don't need to tell you much. i can tell you about how we..we were, yeah..did it tell you how it all ends up?" his voice dipped, quieter and a little sad. allard's story did not have a happy ending, he wasn't a fairy tale.Β
" what exactly do you want to know, doll? "
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"....It...It mentioned um..what he saw before the light in his eyes faded...yes..the downfall of a kingdom and..how the population was slowly being wiped out from..the humans that declared war correct?..." His voice, though naturally quiet, seemed to have dipped just a little below that range as well as if hating to bring up such details after having read not only his notes but also a small personal entry found here and there. "He spoke highly of you it seemed...a friend perhaps? Or a human you may have trusted?" Matthieu could only guess, slightly assuming as much from the notes and entries in that small journal. Violet eyes looked over at a feathered hand, ever so slowly making his way closer to Allard and just gently but surely held it with his own unfeathered one. "Tis years ago I know..but..what were the beastmen like? The humans claimed you a tyrant..but what were you to your subjects? Have you had many mates? Children even?" That much was not found, as far as he could see anyway. "You needn't tell me if that much truly unsettles you.." A small but nice squeeze of assurance; acceptance. Possible sympathy.
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" men came from the north while we enjoyed a peace we thought to be unending. they caught us by surprise, killed our families and burnt our homes. we were scattered and slowly picked off, group by group. i couldn't save my people... " he looked down at mattie, biting the inside of his cheek.Β
" i couldn't even save my own children, or my grandchildren. i had several mates, i adored them, i still remember their names, scents, laughs...my babies.. " he swallowed, trying to keep his voice steady.Β
" a human? possibly a one Johannes Endel... is his name there? i rather liked him, yes, he was forever curious and wrote of everything of interest he saw. i never saw him again after the war. my human subjects..largely accepted me, there were bands of rebels here and there. i loved my own people, they loved me. my brother was under me, but..also held a great deal of power. "
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[ he's been quietly watching the other from a distance for a few minutes now ]
[ a little shocked to see another creature like himself ]
[ and perhaps nervous to make himself known, as well ]
[ though finally gathers his courage ]
[ haha not really he just slipped from his perch and is now plopped awkwardly on the ground before Allard, a couple of leaves still clutched in his claws ]
!!!!!!!
A-Ah-
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[ blinks, staring @ him ]
[ wait those r wings ]
[ bird wings + human legs ]
" holy shit i thought we were extinct "
" apart from, y'know, me "
[ crouches, rolling him over ]
" heya, dollface~ "
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[ well, not quite human legs ]
[ those feet are more birdish than anything ]
[ flustered twittering as he's rolled over ]
[ then blinks a few times, gathering himself ]
[ for a being so social to humans, he really has no idea what to say to a creature like himself ]
[ he's never seen another, after all ]
Oh, oh, ah-
Hullo, I-
....are you-
You're-
[ wow julius way to introduce yourself ]
[ clearly quite flustered, most of his words come out as chirps and twitters than anything ]
Sorry, but I...I have never seen another- I mean, that is-
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[ oh m a n he's a cutie!! ]
[ winks, preening a little ]
" guess i do kinda have a knack for makin' people speachless~ where'd you come from, huh? never seen you around before, but i guess it's been a a couple thousand years since I was last in this neck of the wooks "
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[ oh m a n he's a cutie!! ]
[ winks, preening a little ]
" guess i do kinda have a knack for makin' people speachless~ where'd you come from, huh? never seen you around before, but i guess it's been a a couple thousand years since I was last in this neck of the wooks "
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[ feathers ruffle slightly ]
I have been here for a long while....could not exactly say how long-
[ he's no good with counting above ten - he runs out of fingers at that point ]
But it is possible to have never....never come across one another - forest is very big.
[ still, it seems unlikely, in his eyes ]
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[ they are clearly different personally ]
[ but at least a very similar species ]
" i moved here recently, got in a row with my brother... "
[ sits on the floor, cocking his head and starts to inspect him a little ]
" you look older than me, an' we are kinda different. I got more human-y parts.. "
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Ah, welcome, in which case.
[ lofts a brow, but does not inquire into it ]
[ he has no idea what a brother can be like, anyway ]
Less wild.
At least, so you look to me. Closer to the people-guardians.
[ more like an angel, that is ]
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" people-guardians? the white people with wings? i've seen those in churches... "
[ muses for a moment over how their religion has changed over the years ]
" i was part of a different society. i don't think you even had a society. do you remember the beast-men? The war? "
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//silently walks up to that motherfucker
//Shit Matthieu, where the fuck did you come from?!
//Aaaannddd- kisses his cheek really quickly
//RUNS AWAY LIKE SOME STUPID KID-
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[ freezes up for a min ]
[ wait ]
[ hold up did mattie just kiss him ]
[ aND RUN ??? ]
[ bitch no ]
[ laUNCHES HIMSELF INTO THE AIR ]
[ SWOOP DOWN ON THAT BABE ]
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//MATTHIEU YOU ARE NOT FUCKING EIGHT YEARS OLD-
//YOU DO NOT JUSt DO THAT AND THNK IT'S WHATEVER-
//still running
//not looking up
//probs forgot he has wings or smth
//and then OH SHI-
//BLAcK FEATHERS-
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[ grABS ]
[ WHOOSH UP WE GO ]
" you're mean, you know? "
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//Matthieu, you shouldn't be squealing right now out of fright, you fucking earned this.
//You fucking teased him and now you're..how many feet off the ground now?
//definitely not tryna look down like..woa
"How was I mean?"
//feigning an innocent look
//DON'T- DON'T YOU DARE-
//He has absolutely no right to tease like this and not when he's this high off the ground either-
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caw caw.Β hottie mc hotface
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