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Only the dead have seen the end Posted on December 9, 2025 at 02:38:32 PM by Warwick & Mazikina
OOC: Unless something stops him, Warwick has now left the chat <3.
The spotted mare is clearly happy to see him. He would recognize that eye roll anywhere as he has seen it numerous times before. This just causes him to grin even as she down plays his charm. It was never going to be everyone's cup of tea, but it did work sometimes. She seems even more irritated at the fact that he would assist Lucifer if his quest became to obtain her. Warwick chuckles, especially as she snips at them.
This was when everyone turns their attention towards the approaching mare. He looks to Lucifer first who seems bored with the interpretation before taking a quick glance towards Mareceline. He sees something flicker across her face...relief maybe? It was almost as if they knew each other. Icy eyes finally got to the newcomer to reveal a cold gaze staring back at them. She stands beside the spotted mare's colt with the threat of violence towards the stallions in front of her. Was it only Warwick that finds this attractive?
He glances around to see, but there wasn't much time to explore the notion further. Another aproaches and the atmosphere changes drastically around Marceline. Warsaw watches curiously as the silver hair mare teases the spotted mare with venom. Marceline comments back in a way that made it obvious these two had a history. Warwick was interested to dig into it, maybe intensify the drama, but there wasn't time. Too much was going on and there were too many factors here.
Lucifer joins the conversation with his own comments towards the silver haired mare. Seems he had some beef with her too. Marceline draws his eyes back to herself as she now addresses him and Lucifer again. She was searching for someone, her son, in yet here she was in the Commons like a diamond left all alone. She expected no one to come pick it up? Warwick chuckles though he had no intention of snatching this mare up as of now. He had already said he would be aiding Lucifer if the black beast decided to keep pursuing.
Warwick could keep his word, but that didn't meant his mind couldn't change later. Lucifer responds making it clear he was only offering a service. If he decided not to fight the notion of taking this mare Warwick could not get more involved. However, he did want to revisit this drama.
He ignores the small child's question to its mother as he feels Lucifer's gaze on him. Warwick had a mind to turn and leave back to the Cove, but something kept him there. His damn word to Lucifer maybe. His eyes roll with a huff when suddenly a small voice rises among the group. His ears instantly pin as his head turns to look upon his own small squeezing in beside him. She giggles, smiles as if she was doing nothing wrong. "Wow look at all these horses!" She looks at them all with delight.
"You're so popular dad!" Her sweet little gaze returns to him as he grumbles. "Go back home. This is not the place for you." Her little hoof stomps in protest as he growls louder. "Mazikeen will have my head if something happens to you." He growls under his breath glaring at his varnish roan daughter. Her bottom lip pulls over her top one in a pout. "But dad!" Warwick rolls his eyes before bumping Luficer to grab his attention.
"Good luck. Let me know how this party turns out." He grins at the large stallion before herding his daughter away from the group. It was Ashteroth he gives a farewell glance to. There was something about her that felt familiar. He couldn't place it, but he felt as if he had met her before. Of course he was also interested about that look in her eyes. That look of murder towards him always got him fired up. Replies: There have been no replies.