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[There is a massive draft horse of indeterminate breeding on the plane. It does not look happy to be there. In fact all the vibes it's giving off are those of extreme displeasure. Its ears are back, the shuffling and snorting its doing a clear indication that it wants people to STAY AWAY. There are torn clothes on the ground, a broken belt--and the well-cared-for hilt of a sword showing above the battered scabbard in which the sword itself is sheathed.

Yeah. If you recognize the weapon she always carries, you might recognize the pissed-off expression on the horse's face.

Aniki has not had a good day.]

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Mm. [That was surprising.] As if you would use it to anything, pony~ [Maybe from an other side then...]

[She gives a low, growling groan and lowers her head, keeping herself between him and the weapon.]

[Frowns now, and starts to skate around her slowly.] Wonder if I know you~~ [Though that sword is certainly...] Ara ara~~~

[She takes up a defensive position over her weapon, turning slowly in place to keep Juliet in her line of sight. She gives a small, threatening whinny and stamps again.]

[Pacing, still. And searching the name, searching...] Ah, 'Aniki' was it~? Nice, nice~ What could have happened~? [sweet smile]

[Her ears go back. Her head goes down. Inadvertently, she starts flicking her tail in aggravation, shifting from foot to foot, lifting one hind leg and setting it down in an arrhythmic beat.]

[Chuckles, and stops.] The result is quite entertaining anyway~ I might even like you better like this~! [BEAMS, and... attempts to go closer again. To the horse this time.]

[She watches Juliet very carefully, every inch of her a wary animal prepared to attack.]

[Juliet just continues smiling~ And slowly still going closer. Oh, and holds out his hand, because careful patting is a go?]

[Twitch. Twitch. Does not like. AT ALL. Is strongly considering kicking Juliet's FACE IN.]

Oya oya... [Pulling back his hand then. Though he can't wipe the amused smile.] You should be happier about this~ You can finally show your true self~!

[...Juliet. Why do you taunt the massive horsie? She surges at him, head lowered, and tries to knock him on his ass. There's a literal ton of weight behind the motion.]

Eek! [Now that is frightening, and as Juliet skating aside he almost looses his balance, because holy sh-- But still staying close, the sword is still shiny, and got closer.] My my--

[She slams herself firmly between him and the weapon. Seriously, Juliet, you touch her sword and I can't guarantee your safety.]

[And stumbles backward. It's starting to be too much trouble for a sword, but it shows that it might be a pretty big victory. Sigh, the boy has issues.] Honey, I hate to repeat myself but do you really think you'll be able to use any of these anymore~~? [motions around] Think of it as a charity.

[She rears, beating the air just in front of him with dinnerplate-sized hooves. An irate whinny builds into a scream. It's an Anjel Armory sword, from the finest weaponsmiths in all Tortall, and her prize. Horse or no horse, you're not touching her baby.]

Edited 2009-01-14 17:55 (UTC)

[Backing away now.] Don't you think you're being selfish...?

[She takes a few quick, furious strides toward Juliet and blows a wad of spit at his chest.]

[. . . See the shock, than the horror on his face, and screaming starts in one, two...] K-kyaaaaah!!

[The sound startles Aniki a bit and she jerks back, steadies herself. She lets out a rolling whicker of savage amusement.]

That was mean!! [Sniffs. Then disappears, because he will burn his vest now, and will sulk for a few days.]

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