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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 3:54 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 28, 2012 2:12 am
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Random Nobody 13 Shaking his head, Neandro told Sapphira about how his father had left his mother with his sister. After he had finished explaining, he looked sadly away, his ears down and his tail drooping. Quirking his head up as she told him about herself, he managed a smile. "It's nice that you found someone so nice to help you." Taking her by the hand, he began to lead her around and point out the various buildings in town.
((Also, you don't quote me if I haven't responded in a few days. I know it's there, I just haven't had the time to get to it. )) ((Actually I quoted you to ask you something. lol That's just a typo or something, I didn't even see until now that it never showed the question. But as I can't remember it I'll ask another time.))
Sapphira frowns as he tells her what happened. "That's so mean... I'm sorry." She blushes again when he takes her hand. "I really like Bridget. I'm not use to calling someone Mom yet though." Looking around as he shows her the town, she takes note of where everything is. "Have you always lived here? What kinds of things does your Mom like? Flowers? A necklace maybe?" She really wants to help, but is a bit clueless on what his Mom would like.
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Posted: Wed Aug 15, 2012 11:05 pm
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Shaking his head, Neandro felt like his mother needed something else to make her happy again. While he thinks, he catches a glimpse of a large figure approaching. Before he can say a word, Hedin picked him up and hugged him tight. "Neandro, my boy! How long has it been since I saw ye last? Look how big and strong you've grown!" the large viking gushed, squeezing the reg tighter in his excitement. "Hedin, Hedin, you...you're crushing me!" Neandro managed to sputter out. When at last Hedin set Neandro on his feet, he took a deep breath and then introduced the two.
"Hedin, this is Sapphira. Sapphira, this is Hedin," he said with a smile, taking a small step back, just in case. "My my, what a pretty young lady. My name is Hedin Sorli Tjolnir, but you can call me Hedin," he complimented her. Rubbing his beard for a moment, he turned to Neandro. "Yer here about yer mother arn't ye?" he asked. When Neandro nodded, he gave a sharp nod. "I thought so. Yer mother needs something or someone to take her mind off it," Hedin told them.
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