The Smell of Sweet Summer Air

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Desperado glares at Makivis, in his head. He simply looked at him in real life. "I was just wondering." He whinnies. "Thanks for healing me." He says, lowering his head and munching on some god forsaken grass.

Subject: Re: The Smell of Sweet Summer Air Sun 11 Nov 2012 - 20:32

"Oh. Well. In that case, then Makivis?" She looked
over at him. "Could you take me back?" Makivis turned
around, waited for Roseta to move. "By the way. You
don't have to hate them so much. They really aren't
that bad, once you get to know them. They have just
been, on edge, with all of the attacks lately." Roseta said,
grinning a bit. Then she turned, heading back down the hill.

Subject: Re: The Smell of Sweet Summer Air Sun 11 Nov 2012 - 20:39

Desperado huffs. He looks at Makivis, then Ezazel, then Mirage. He really had no issue with Mirage. She had done nothing to make him mad, or annoyed. He sighs and digs in the ground with his hoof.

Subject: Re: The Smell of Sweet Summer Air Sun 11 Nov 2012 - 20:44

Ezazel's glaze followed Makivis and Roseta
for awhile, then shifted to Desperado. "How come
you didn't do anything but stand there last night?
You just expected us to cover your sorry ass."
Ezazel took a heavy step towards Desperado.
His breath crystallized in the cold air.
Mirage made a move to stop him, but a glare
back from Ezazel made her heart stop. She had
seen that look in his eyes before. The desert,
so many years ago, when her captors had returned
for their captive.
Ezazel's head bent down, grabbing for his blade.

Subject: Re: The Smell of Sweet Summer Air Sun 11 Nov 2012 - 20:50

"Excuse me? I did not just stand there. I fought as best I could. I dont need you or Makivis's bitchyness. All I ever do is help you. Take care of you guys. What am I. Your fucking slave?" He snorts. "And you even snap at Mirage. You snap at everyone if things dont go PERFECTLY your fucking way."

Subject: Re: The Smell of Sweet Summer Air Sun 11 Nov 2012 - 21:04

"My fucking way!?" Ezazel's voice growled as he spoke.
Makivis had started charging up the hill the second he
heard Ezazel's voice rage. He began to charge, heading
for Desperado's neck, hopefully to snap and break it.
Mirage charged to intercept him, but Makivis couldn't
stop quick enough, his huge frame colliding with Mirage's
dainty ribcage. Something snapped on impact, Makivis
flew over Mirage, his legs kicked on her back, his body
pitched forward mid-fall, his head crashing to the ground
not but a second later.
"My fucking way!" Ezazel growled again over his dagger,
oblivious to the crashing of bodies behind him. He stepped
forward again, raising his dagger high in the air.

Subject: Re: The Smell of Sweet Summer Air Sun 11 Nov 2012 - 21:07

(Screw the Layout. For now.)

Desperado whinnies and looks at Ezazel, stepping back and away from Mirage and Makivis, dogpiled. He pins his ears and nods. "Yeah. Your fucking way. Got a problem with that bitch?"

Subject: Re: The Smell of Sweet Summer Air Sun 11 Nov 2012 - 21:16

Breathe. Don't kill him. Your not the killer. Don't become it.
But that voice was fair too soft to be heard above the
screams of the other thoughts. Kill him! Make him beg!
Make him suffer!
In blind rage he charged, feet pounding off the ground with
each step. Mirage managed one look up from her collapsed
state, but nothing could stop him when he got that mad.
She only prayed he wouldn't kill him.
Ezazel's massive body collided with Desperado's. His
dagger aimed straight at his neck didn't miss, but Desperado
did move just enough to where it only caught his hair, chopping
it off in long, bloody chucks. Some part of the blade had drug a
line down his neck, which now leaked blood.
But it would not kill him.

Subject: Re: The Smell of Sweet Summer Air Sun 11 Nov 2012 - 21:22

Desperado fell hard on the ground, with Ezazel on top of him. He heard a snap, and seconds later felt it. Hard. Then came the slice, and he felt the weight of his hair go. That ass cut my hair. HE CUT MY FUCKING HAIR! Next, the pain of his neck being sliced open. He felt the blood run down his neck. As much as he could, Desperado managed to hurl Ezazel off of him. He bucks, kicking the king in the ribs. He kept his ears pinned, and looks at the ground, at his clump of hair.

Subject: Re: The Smell of Sweet Summer Air Sun 11 Nov 2012 - 21:32

Ezazel felt Desperado's hooves connect with his
ribs. It was only till he moved that he felt it. His
massive body flew, slightly downhill.
Everything was in slow-motion.
He scrambled back to his feet. His mouth was empty!
Where the hell did my blade go? Where the fuck did
it land?
He glanced up, Makivis was crawling back to his feet.
Mirage had laid her head down, her lungs throbbed with
every movement. It hurt to breathe.
Ezazel lead another charge, but this time, his head stayed
low, teeth grabbing onto Desperado's left-front leg,
hoping to break it.

Subject: Re: The Smell of Sweet Summer Air Sun 11 Nov 2012 - 21:38

Desperado shrieks, then brings his head down and latches his teeth onto Ezazel's ear. He crashes to the ground, his leg BRUISED. He just laid there, breathing heavily. His vision started to blur. He closed his eyes, and ended up loosing consiousness.

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Seeker lifts his head. "Now the fuck what." he snorts, trotting towards the noise which sounded like a horse in a lot of pain. When he got to the top of the hill, he saw just that. Times 4. Mirage, laying on the ground, miserable. That gay-ass blue haired horse, not so haired any more, along with passed out. Makivis. Climbing to his feet. Ezazel. Enraged.

Subject: Re: The Smell of Sweet Summer Air Sun 11 Nov 2012 - 21:46

Ezazel slid to a stop, he heard a cry escape from the target.
Then he turned, bent over to pick up his dagger. He raised his
head up, ready to kill Desperado.
Mirage's voice stopped him.
"Ezazel!" She yelled. She didn't want to see him return to the
horse she met in the desert. He couldn't come back from that
again.
"Put down the knife. Walk away. You won."

Subject: Re: The Smell of Sweet Summer Air Sun 11 Nov 2012 - 21:53

"Way to go Desperado. Your worthless."

"What? How could you even say that. Your alive because of me."

"Your mother is dead because of you. Your herd. Dead. Because of you."

"Dont bring up mom, dad."

"I will do whatever the fuck I want, Desperado. Your worthless, like I said. Have you *ever* had someone like you, muchless love you? No. Now this. Your weak. I swear to god. You mess up one more time, which, I'm sure you will, I'm not letting you go back."

And with that, Desperado was shot into darkness.

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"Um, hi. Sorry to interrupt and all. But. Hmm. You guys are fucking screwed. You Ezazel. Your love is dying and all you care about is killing the Saphyra. Yeah. He's annoying as fuck. But you should be helping Mirage. Listen to her. Go take a walk, knock down trees if you have to. I'll take the Saphyra off your hands and keep him away from y'all." Seeker whinnies.

Subject: Re: The Smell of Sweet Summer Air Sun 11 Nov 2012 - 21:59

Ezazel shot his head back to the new horse. When did he show up?
Makivis was standing, hovering over Mirage. Ezazel sheathed his dagger,
then walked carefully over to her. Everything hurt. His ear cried in agony.
He bent his head down to Mirage, his nose so close to hers. He could feel
the hairs moving with each breath.
"What happened?" Ezazel's voice was strangely calm, and even.
"She stopped me from killing him." was all Makivis said.
"Thank you." Mirage whispered, her voice still soft as always.
Makivis walked over to the new horse. He walked with a limp, his back
leg only barely hitting the ground.

Subject: Re: The Smell of Sweet Summer Air Sun 11 Nov 2012 - 22:02

Desperado passed out. Will wake soon.

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Seeker stood tall, ears perked and alert. He stayed calm and stood his ground, but was careful not to seem too above these horses in his actions. He looks Makivis in the eye, giving him respect, but not the ability to push him around. You could say he was being assertive.

Subject: Re: The Smell of Sweet Summer Air Sun 11 Nov 2012 - 23:44

Makivis noticed the stallion's gesture, but was too weak
to do much about it.
"Welcome to myst. Hell of an introduction aint it?"
Ezazel was still bent over, but slowly fell down
to his knees. His body moaned with each movement.
Why couldn't the Zephyre had saved something,
anyrhing, for his dear Mirage.

Subject: Re: The Smell of Sweet Summer Air Sun 11 Nov 2012 - 23:48

Desperado was lurched back into reality. He opens his eyes, blinking a few times. Each breath he took hurt.

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"I've been here for a while. Anyways. Y'all need to stop with the kill-kill and take a chill pill. I'll be back. I'm going to try and find... something... to help get your guyses asses back into shape. As in healed." Seeker whinnies, turning to head off. "I forgot my manners." He says, turning back around to face Makivis. "I'm Seeker." He says.

Subject: Re: The Smell of Sweet Summer Air Mon 12 Nov 2012 - 0:20

Makivis glanced back at the odd sight behind him, but then
look back at Seeker. Maybe his honesty could help them?
"Ezazel." Makivis walked over to him,
his head pressed into Mirage's neck.
"She would get up if you would move."
Makivis hated having to say it so bluntly, but
Ezazel needed to move his head. Ezazel picked
his head up, and Mirage heaved herself
up almost instantly.

Subject: Re: The Smell of Sweet Summer Air Mon 12 Nov 2012 - 22:21

Seeker turns on his hind legs and canters down the hill, into the trees. Alright. So what do these bitches need. Something to heal them. And for the Saphyra, something to get him to where Seeker was staying, a cave by a lake. Seeker looks around. A soft blue glow came around. The flowers. Those would help. He picks a few, wrapping and tieing their long stems around his leg. He lifts his head. That wouldn't be enough. Earlier. When I saw the Zephyre healing them. Maybe she's still around. "Hey! Calling all Zephyre! Anyone out there?" He whinnies loudly enough for any horses in the area to hear.

Subject: Re: The Smell of Sweet Summer Air Tue 13 Nov 2012 - 18:56

Roseta had long since fallen asleep, but when the stallion
was making so much noise in the middle of the night, she
walked toward him.
"What?" She was still half-asleep, but calls in the middle of
the night with her talents weren't unusual.
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"What the hell happened to you?" Ezazel barked to Makivis,
his voice cracky, ragged.
"I was gonna break his neck!" Makivis was yelling now too,
he felt horrible for hurting Mirage, but he didn't like being
yelled at.
"And?" Ezazel's voice relaxed a bit, but still kept is jagged edge.
"Mirage stopped me. Were are not the murders."

Subject: Re: The Smell of Sweet Summer Air Tue 13 Nov 2012 - 19:01

Seeker looks at the Zephyre. An interesting breed indeed. Almost like the Saphyra. "Are you able to help heal, some horses? Even if you cant fully heal them, any bit would do. Oh. And, 'they' are Makivis, Ezazel, Mirage, and that Saphyra they always have with them." He whinnies.

Subject: Re: The Smell of Sweet Summer Air Tue 13 Nov 2012 - 19:29

"Those idiots again?" Roseta laughed, but started trotting
back up the hill. Her body glowed brightly, but there wasn't
much she could do about that.
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"You okay?" Ezazel realized the question
he should of asked a long time ago.
"Just a rib or two. I've been worse."
"You were a lot younger then too." Ezazel didn't
mean to call her old, but it kind of came out that
way.
"I know. It seems like it was just last week
we were still in Egypt.
"I'm sorry." Ezazel leaned over and kissed her
neck.

Subject: Re: The Smell of Sweet Summer Air Wed 14 Nov 2012 - 22:08

Desperado shifts quickly, so the pain would only be a burst. He was now laying, his front legs sprawled out so he could stand when he was ready. He stayed put, getting used to the position. The Saphyra snorts at the pain.

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Seeker looks after the mare and trots after her, up the hill. He looks at the horses. "I brought you help, and these flowers." He says, ripping them from his leg and tossing them on the grass. He looks at the Saphyra, trotting over to him. "You are coming with me. For now at least until you can all chill your grills and get along again." He says.

Subject: Re: The Smell of Sweet Summer Air Mon 19 Nov 2012 - 22:50

"God damn." Makivis let out a sigh as he talked. Calling her up here twice in a night?
That was a record. "Mirage. Just a rib." He watched Roseta look him over, "I'm fine.
It'll heal."
"What the heck is wrong with you guys?" Roseta laughed, and with a quick, fluid motion Mirage could
straighten her body up again. "Ezazel?" Roseta looked over to him, his breath still ragged, his body
shaking slightly.
"What have I done?" he muttered.
"Maybe later?" Makivis looked over at Roseta. Dawn just crested over the horizon, the omnipresent mist
hanging low in the air. Roseta turned, and began to walk home.

Subject: Re: The Smell of Sweet Summer Air Sun 2 Dec 2012 - 21:42

Desperado manages to stand, slowly. Very slowly. He hobbles over to Seeker on his 3 good legs and bruised rib. He looks at him, ready to follow. He needed a break from Ezazel and Makivis, and this was the break he was getting.

Seeker looks at the bunch. He turns, motioning for Desperado to follow.

Subject: Re: The Smell of Sweet Summer Air Wed 19 Dec 2012 - 18:10

Ezazel picked his head up, walking over to Mirage, kissing her neck softly, then turned and ran far away from that bloody hillside, far away from his beloved, away from everything he tried to change. Pain shot through his entire body as he ran, but it was almost like he was detached from himself. What have I done? He stopped short, suddenly realizing how far he had run. The sun hung far in the sky, well past noon. The dark forest stood feet in front of him. The woods he could not enter. The woods he would not enter.
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Makivis and Mirage had laid around for most of the day. Neither one of them talked. Each breath seemed to hang in the air, like an unwanted memory. "I'm going after him" Mirage finally spoke up. Makivis shot up, trying to stop her, but she was already gone. Makivis's chest hurt to bad to go chasing after her, still painfully sore from the collision with Mirage.