Hey isn't for horses (Rista)

[Taln]

She was right. It most certainly wasn't his place to defend or help a friend of higher caste. Granted, he'd been called stupid before but never quite so often or vehemently. Each word hammered home the message to shut up and just keep on being the mute idiot dek that society demanded. Good intentions look stupid on a dek and were fit only for the higher castes because they were smart enough to know how to execute them. I can't take back what I did, but even a mindless brute eventually learns. Taln had certainly learned. Finally. He felt something like a bird's claw grasp at his hair and couldn't summon the energy to look at anything through more than half closed lids. Taln couldn't see a damn thing with his face aimed directly at the noon sun, but she held up his head anyway. He guessed she wanted to make her point as strongly as possible. What was it with girls and eye contact? The second you did, they beat you verbally or physically. Weak? He'd thought to prove her strength to the others--That was the problem. The man had taken initiative upon himself and didn't get permission. Taln had the balls to act without permission and Rista was making sure it didn't happen again. Abruptly the bird claw let go and his face hit the ground, again cementing that females would only bring pain and hurt regardless of his behavior. Rista's voice came out in a crystal clear order and seemed to echo in the hot heavy air. As her foot steps faded, Taln slowly and painfully crawled behind the nearest hay bales to keep his long frame entirely hidden from view. Maybe sleep would ease some of the aches and he'd try to gather himself up later at night when it was cooler. Taln would have to survive somehow. Reech would die if he did, and he couldn't, wouldn't let that happen. The dek just needed to rest, that's all, just a little rest. No amount of sleep however, would take away the memory of Rista's voice commanding him to stay away from her. ~End~

[Phoenix]

Character: Taln Experience: Indimidation- 4, Acting- 4, Unarmed- 2 Lores: Dealing with pre-madonna horses, Makeshift punching bags, Feeling that there is a time and place for everything, Sacrificing Ristas friendship to save her reputation, Having a plan severely backfire, Getting beat up by a girl, Possessing excellent hearing Character: Rista Experience: Brawling- 5, Unarmed- 4, Rhetoric- 4 Lores:Caught up in the rumor mill, Finding out how much words can hurt, Fist + Wall = Ow., Blowing off steam via punching straw, Realizing that life is unfair, Giving Taln a good pummeling for his rudeness, Throwing hurtful words at Taln, Being willing to withstand rumors for a friendship The Method, The Fire: I love the drama that you two always seem to instill into your threads. It always makes for a delightful read! I also like how you both play your PC's. Rista reacted differently than how either of you expected, apparently, but instead of being untrue to the PC, you just went with it and let the thread flow naturally. I love it, and it's a very rare thing to actually encounter. I gave Taln unarmed for his straw punching demonstration, and Rista rhetoric for all of her angry outbursts. I was going to give socialization, but this doesn't quite fit the definition of socializing Any questions or concerns, please send me a PM and I'll be happy to help!