A small shopping spree (Open)

[Dallisetria]

Dallisetria just shrugged, unsure of what he was leading her to, and just followed anyway. She didn't mind what they were going to do anyway, as long as she didn't sit like a bored duck. A sitting duck. Instead of walking fast, like he was, she was walking at a normal pace, just with long strides. She wanted to ask, "Where are we going?" but she decided not to, and just go with it... She saw a tree, and a blind. And immediately, she knew it was his. She looked at it, blinking confusedly. How was he planning on getting up there?

She watched as he backed away, and she knew he was planning on running. It was the way his upper body leaned forward a little bit. It reminded her the way that felines like herself would crouch, in wait, as they stalked their prey before running after it like hungry maniacs. She laughed, but then looked in slight awe as he pushed himself up on the tree. But as he did that, she felt a sudden pang of fear hit her. "Shit," she mumbled. It was clear he had jumped awkwardly. "Hey!" she yelled, but in just seconds she realized it wasn't him she should be worrying about. "Aah!" she screamed, and turned to run. But it was too late.

He landed on her, and the breath had been knocked out of her. Her loud cat-resembling noise had been cut off sharply, and now her back hurt. So did her chest. "My boobs!" she whined. They hurt, bad. Mainly because she was belly down, and they pressed against the ground in an uncomfortable way. No way that made your breasts hurt was really a comfortable way... "Why am I always getting landed on..?" she wailed quietly. She had been landed on, or had landed on, many times now. Someone always ended up below her or on top of her- and not in a perverted way. She scrambled out from beneath the male, and cursed under her breath. Her ankle hurt... she tried to apply pressure on it, and winced, teeth gritting. She had sprained it, not broke it, she knew. Either way it wasn't very fantastic. She looked up at where he had attempted to make a clean grab at the rope. She didn't bother asking if he was okay, before she limped over to the tree, and grabbed onto places on the tree that jutted out slightly. Her sharp nails helped her grab on a bit more, but that did not relieve her of the fear that her weight might break it away from the tree, and she might land on her ankle.

Luckily, though, she made it up high enough to where she could reach her arm out, and grab the same part where the rope connected to the tree blind. She had never been good at climbing rope, always better at climbing something thicker, and more firm. Preferably, something held on to the ground was always nice. She looked down at him, and sighed. She realized she had never though of a name to call him, and so at that moment, she decided to just call him... Ferret. Yep. It was simple, and it could be easily remembered. Then, she shook herself mentally, back to the situation she was in. She gripped hard onto the platform, making nice grooves. She grinned, feeling somewhat proud of the strength in her small hands. She then reached out with both, knowing if she didn't grab on perfectly, she'd fall on her ankle, which would hurt like a-... she held on, and pulled up roughly. Her fore arms were on the platform, and now she could pull herself up. She felt a sore pain in her ankle, still, and sighed. "Ow," she said, as if it didn't really hurt. Looking over, and down at Ferret, now, she said: "I can't believe you fell on me. I was expecting something fantastic and some beautiful movement from this." she grinned. She was teasing him.

[Dex]

Dex landed on her, which wasn't exactly comfortable. He caught a few bones in his gut and rolled off her as she crawled out, making comments about a few painful spots. As he rolled up to his feet, albeit slightly tenderly, he watched as she pulled herself up the rope into the blind, though for some reason favoring one of her ankles, which Dex recognized as what he did when he got hurt. "Oops. You get landed on often do you? As for fantastic and beautiful movement .... well .... I guess I'm just not the best yet." He stuck his tongue out at her lightly before grabbing onto the rope and climbing up, his legs twirled around it for ease, before pulling him up onto the platform and sitting next to Dalli. "To bad your ankle got hurt. I was going to suggest using the trampoline. My bad." He hung his head down a little, teasing a little and also apologizing somewhat.

[Dallisetria]

At the thought of using the trampoline- what his suggestion, and the reason for coming here was. "Hah, sorry to burst your bubble, but I doubt I'll be able to run perfectly for a while." the thought sort of saddened her, for she loved running, but she didn't want to let the sad and the angry overcome her happy, and bubbly, right now. She looked at him, then down at her feet, in the same way his head had just simply been hanging. "It's fine," she assured him. Seeing such a happy rat-looking creature sad, just didn't seem to fit right to Dallisetria.

Dallisetria playfully punched Ferret in the arm. "You bet, it's your bad! I'm not coming down from here until I can stand up without a sharp pain shooting through my foot!" she laughed, and then leaned back on the platform. Her eyes closed, and she sighed. "If you weren't juggling, jumping on the trampoline, doing amusement acts," she murmured... "What do you think you would be doing, right now? Where would you be?" the thought had never occurred to her before, but now that it had, she sat there thinking about it.

[Dex]

She lightly punched him in the arm lightly, which he found interesting. Then she proceded to ask a question that caught him off guard. He had to think about it for a minute, glancing out over the lightly dewed grass, the sound of the waterfall nearby in his ears, some of the bugs coming out and buzzing around. "What would I be doing right now if I wasn't juggling, jumping, or doing? I would be in my den, sleeping. Or going for a night time stroll for shiny things. What would you be doing?" The idea of what would he be doing instead intrigued him. The idea of what would have happened instead of what was happening didn't occur to him naturally. Either he was doing something, or not doing something. The idea of what could happened only occurred in his thoughts in future tense, and very simply as what he would/could do next. To think about it in the present tense or the past tense was a new concept.

[Dallisetria]

She breathed deeply, through her nose, and exhaled through her mouth in a shuddering sound, her whole body slightly shaking with the idea of the other opportunities that were laying there, awaiting for her to of decided where she would have chosen to go. She decided that she didn't know, and was about to say it, when she closed her mouth- which she couldn't remember opening- and thought, if she couldn't answer her own question that she had asked Ferret, and that he had answered honestly, then that would be sad and pathetic. She needed an answer for her own question, and so she sat a little longer, thinking it over.
"I think," she began, still thinking. Dallisetria! she scolded herself. She still hadn't known, and yet she had began her sentence. It wasn't even on will, either. It was like she was about to say something, but now she'd forgotten, after realizing she had some words coming from her mouth.

So, she relaxed, as if about to go to sleep, but instead let her mouth run like a motor. "I think I would be somewhere, doing something that means something to someone else, other than me. I don't know what, exactly, but... something." she finished, her eyes opened. What had she just said?

[Dex]

oocGuess we better put an end to this before I put it off any more, unless you have some idea's. Dex thought lightly about that. The idea of doing something, something different. It was an odd thought for Dex. An idea... an idea.. Dex leaned back against the floor of the forest blind, closed his eyes for just a moment, and tried to wrap his head around those concepts. One concept was what he would do if he hadn't done what he'd already done, which was silly because he'd already done it, and couldn't change it. But what he would have done, if he hadn't done what he'd already done. The only references he had were to what he'd done nights before then, and how it was different then tonight. Such a systematic study of his thoughts was odd, different to what he normally did. Whenever he acted, it was by instinct, by wants, by whatever he wanted at the immediate moment. To have done something different then what he'd already done tonight ... he couldn't wrap around it. What he'd done, was done. And with that last thought, a light snore escaped him. He'd fallen asleep, deep in thought.

[Gossamer]

. Character: Dex Experience: Juggling +2, Acrobatics +2, Climbing +1, Interrogation +4, Investigation +2, Hunting +2 Lore: Learning Trampoline, Other Kelvics As Landing Zones, Pointing Out The Obvious, Ocelots – What they are., Hunting With A Partner, Scent Marking New Paths, Flushing Prey Out For A Hunting Partner Purchases: -80 GM (trampoline, dice, speaking horn) Please take these out of your ledger I saw them on your items list but not out of your gold Mizas. Character: Dallisetria Experience: Interrogation +4, Observation +3, Rhetoric +3, Hunting +2 Lore: Questioning Strangers, Being Jumped On By a Ferret, Keeping Up Good Humor, Hunting With A Partner, Ferrets are Practical Partners Additional Note: Cute thread. You guys looked great when you were hunting. Its too bad you couldn’t have found more entertaining things to do to continue the thread, but as it was the interaction between the two kelvics was great to read.  .