Posted on February 22, 2013 at 09:31:42 PM by b l a c k m o r e ;
It may sound strange, but Blackmore's mental stability is incredibly stable, almost screwed into place. Though he worries, he feels as though it is with a strong reason, as he is not sure how kind other stallions around these islands are. Would they harm her, or would they imprisoner her? Coming from a herd that was very much prison-like, Blackmore wished desperately for her safe arrival, it is his own past and feeling of abuse that has him worried for her. And he may have a rollercoaster effect within his emotions, something he is highly aware of, but also something that is relatively new to him, having never really been open to talk to others, to try to things, to go places. It is all very exciting, and at the same time, troublesome in cases like Adelaide, which is a new experience, a new emotion for him. These things will even out with time, when he learns how to control such feelings and how to not let them take up so much control of his facial expressions and most of his thoughts. Svetlana's words comfort him, though, very quickly as he holds onto the optimistic words that fell from the buckskin's mouth. He shall hope for the best, for surely Adelaide will show up once her strength returns back to her! Yes. Moments go by and words are spoken, but eventually it comes full circle back to Blackmore as a question in the form of a statement is spoken his way. For a moment he blinks curiously, never really having had that "question" asked of him before. It is an exciting endeavor, to be able to tell someone about himself freely and openly, without harsh consequence. Yet, in the same motion he finds himself confused as to where to begin, causing his ears to tilt side ways in thought, but it also shows his confusion as he stands in silence for a moment. Not wanting to appear rude, he does speak towards the beautiful mare, "I... am not sure where to start..." It wasn't because he had so much to tell, it was rather the opposite, he had very little about himself that was known to him. His past is all he truly has, and that is something he will keep under wraps for as long as he possibly can. It is something he does not wish to relive through the telling of his tale. "Well... I guess I'll start with my little brother... Legion. He's not... quite... sharp. He's a bit of a slow learner... playful, naive... but his heart is in the right place..." It is clear as day that he's afraid of Svetlana's reaction as he speaks subtly about his brother's mental disabilities that have put many obstacles in terms of his mental developement. "I'm doin' my best to give him a good life... something as normal close to normal as I can get him. He's my second in command, here... something to give him reason... something to let him feel as if he's helping me - which when he settles, I'm sure he will..." Each word, each syllable is carefully structured as he watches Svetlana gently, still attempting to gauge her reaction despite his inability to read others. "He's five years younger than me..." He wasn't sure how that was relevent but it slipped from his mouth, and not something he could take back for "lack of relevence" to the conversation. "Beyond that... I don't really have much else." Softly he dips his head down a bit, ears still tilted sideways, signalling that if he could blush, he would be blushing timidly right here and right now. It has been a while since he's talked so much in such a short amount of time, and although it is a beautiful feeling, at the same time it is incredibly strange... foreign, even. 
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- Here's a handshake, soldier, - By svetlana. February 23, 2013 at 03:42:22 AM
- and the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting... - By b l a c k m o r e ; February 28, 2013 at 07:01:47 AM
- Here's a handshake, soldier, - By svetlana March 8, 2013 at 02:44:08 PM
- and the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting... - By b l a c k m o r e ; March 8, 2013 at 06:55:25 PM
- Here's a handshake, soldier, - By svetlana March 8, 2013 at 09:46:10 PM
- and the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting... - By b l a c k m o r e ; March 8, 2013 at 11:24:45 PM
- Here's a handshake, soldier, - By svetlana March 11, 2013 at 01:38:52 AM
- and the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting... - By b l a c k m o r e ; March 13, 2013 at 01:20:35 AM
- Here's a handshake, soldier, - By svetlana March 15, 2013 at 11:35:51 PM
- and the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting... - By b l a c k m o r e ; March 13, 2013 at 01:20:35 AM
- Here's a handshake, soldier, - By svetlana March 11, 2013 at 01:38:52 AM
- and the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting... - By b l a c k m o r e ; March 8, 2013 at 11:24:45 PM
- Here's a handshake, soldier, - By svetlana March 8, 2013 at 09:46:10 PM
- and the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting... - By b l a c k m o r e ; March 8, 2013 at 06:55:25 PM
- Here's a handshake, soldier, - By svetlana March 8, 2013 at 02:44:08 PM
- and the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting... - By b l a c k m o r e ; February 28, 2013 at 07:01:47 AM
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