A natives life. IC
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				Title: <strong>A natives life. IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>09-10-2012, 04:03:55</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://www.boxfont.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/island-wallpaper.jpg)</div><div align="center">(http://www.tropicalisland.de/MAO_Manaus_Amazon_Village_b.jpg)</div><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Kris's tree house.</div><div class="spoiler_body">The changes from the pictures, the stairs sway as they are held up by ropes from the top, ropes that can be released to drop the stairs so no one can get up when they are not wanted. Ropes that can be dropped to drop from as well as an elevator that can be stopped by locking the weights in place. There is a turning mill wheel that seems to help provide water to the different area's of the tree house. <br>(http://www.treehouseincostarica.com/images/photos/1_1343778531.jpeg)<br>(http://planetoddity.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/tree-house-14.jpg)<br>(http://planetoddity.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/tree-house-5.jpg)<br><br><br></div></div><br><div align="center"><div class="codeheader">Code: <a href="javascript:void(0);" onclick="return smfSelectText(this);" class="codeoperation">[Select]</a></div><pre style="margin: 0; padding: 0;"><code class="bbc_code">[b]Name:[/b]<br>[b]Place:[/b]<br>[b]Time:[/b]<br>[b]Tagging:[/b]<br><br></code></pre></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A natives life. IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BellaVita</strong> on <strong>16-10-2012, 20:30:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/lori103/Anime/Tribalgirl-1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Mae<br><strong>Place:</strong> Kris' treehouse<br><strong>Time:</strong> early morning<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Kris, Apa and anyone else.<br><br>Mae woke up early in the morning, quietly grabbing some fruit and cheese and tucking them away into her bag that sat on her hip. Her mother would be tending to some of the sick, and she wanted to avoid any impending conversation of getting betrothed. She was wearing her usual garb, a dark cloth skirt, and a leather bandeau; her hair was down, with a few braids and feathers stuck in it. <br><br>Slinging her quiver of arrows over her shoulder, they settled nicely across her back. After grabbing her bow, she slipped quietly into the forest and headed for Kris' treehouse. They would often have breakfast together and then go hunting afterwards, and Mae enjoyed the company of her friend. Ever since they could hold weapons, the two had been in the forest hunting and getting into trouble. Thinking about all the great times they had together brought a smile to her face and before she knew it, she was at Kris' treehouse. <br><br>She let out a monkey call and Apa appeared, throwing down the ladder for Mae. She smiled at the clever monkey and climbed up the ladder, just like she had a million times before. When she got to the top, she brought the ladder back up and rolled it back up so that no one could come up unless invited. <br><br>Apa climbed up on her shoulder and gave her an adorable monkey smile, holding out his hand. "I know, I know," she said to him, and grabbed a mix of nuts and berries for him, putting a few in his little hand. "There you go, silly monkey," she said as he gladly took the food and hopped off her shoulder, moving to a branch nearby and happily eating his food. Mae walked into Kris' main area and sat down on a mat on the floor, laying out the food she grabbed on the short table in front of her, waiting for her friend to arrive. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A natives life. IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>18-10-2012, 23:53:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.wallpaperextreme.com/Celebrities/Kristanna-Loken/Kristanna-Loken-29.JPG)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kristina Imari Devora <br><strong>Place:</strong>Her tree house<br><strong>Time:</strong>morning<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>Mae <br><br>Kris laid out in the sun on top of her tree house, a lookout set up to watch for trouble. It now became the best place to watch the sunrise at her place. She hadn't be able to sleep, and she knew Mae would be there early in the morning anyway. After a few hours Kris moved to get dressed, and munch on some fruit. Apa hopping around her already trying to steal her food. "Apa you little sneak thief. " she said laughing. <br><br>But then she heard Mae call for Apa and he hopped off to let the latter down for her. As Mae got up the latter Kris gathered her things. Hanging from the level above her she smiled. "He stealing from you this morning too?" she asked with a laugh as she dropped down to the floor below her feet. "Morning Mae. Have any trouble getting away this morning?" she said smirking knowing they had snuck off more then once in their time.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A natives life. IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kdyami</strong> on <strong>23-10-2012, 07:26:25</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Dyami (http://www.thefancarpet.com/uploaded_assets/images/actor/3520/Jason_Momoa_57311_Medium.jpg)<br><strong>Place:</strong>Village, Kris's tree house<br><strong>Time:</strong>morning<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>Mae, Kris<hr><br>Dyami woke up early with the sun just beginning to turn the dark night into dawn's first light.&nbsp; And he looked over towards where his sister should have been and sighed.&nbsp; She wasn't there.&nbsp; He should be use to that by now but it still surprised him when she left without telling him.&nbsp; He knew it was getting close to the time of year when marriages were proposed and the different tribes sent representatives to vie for betrothals to try and strengthen the alliances between the tribes.&nbsp; Thankfully he was a Guardian and as such didn't have to worry about many offers from outside tribes for his hand because he had sworn himself to his tribe already.&nbsp; But Mae wasn't so lucky, and being their version of royalty, she had a number of offers.<br><br>Dyami rose from his bed stretching and running through a few morning exercises to help wake him up and limber his sleepy body.&nbsp; Grabbing his knives, and a food pack from the camps store room, he headed off in the direction of Kris's house figuring he would make it by about the time they'd gotten breakfast underway.&nbsp; &nbsp;As he ran he thought, mostly about Mae and Kris.&nbsp; He felt a strange attraction to Kris and thought of her much as he did Mae, the over protective older brother.&nbsp; But it was more then that.&nbsp; He felt something else for her, an emotion he couldnt describe nor really put his finger on. He shunted it from his mind and focused on running as he increased the pace bringing him to the base of the tree house.&nbsp; He called up, "Kris. Mae. either of you home?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A natives life. IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BellaVita</strong> on <strong>24-10-2012, 01:47:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/lori103/Anime/Tribalgirl-1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Mae<br><strong>Place:</strong> Kris' treehouse<br><strong>Time:</strong> early morning<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Kris, Apa and Dyami<br><br><br>Mae nodded to Kris, glancing over to Apa to see him happily munching on his breakfast. "Stealing, borrowing.. It's all the same to him," she said with a chuckle. She picked at some of the fruit in front of her and grumbled when Kris mentioned getting away this morning. "Well, mother has her hands full with one of the pregnant women. She is about to have her child any day now and is taking up much of mama's time. Good for me, though, because if I have to listen to another one of her lectures over breakfast, I swear I'll go take a long walk off a short cliff." <br><br>She let out a sigh and ate a piece of the bread while it was still warm. "Why can't they just let me be? Dyami isn't being pressured to get married, so why should I?" She looked around and stopped what she was doing for a moment, her ears picking up a man's gait that she had heard about a million times. "My brother is here. And he wonders why I don't like him coming along to hunt, he has about as much stealth as an elephant." She giggled at her joke and sure enough, a few moments later, he called out to them from the forest floor.<br><br>She looked over at Apa, who was too busy eating to get the ladder. "Fine, silly monkey, don't let me interrupt you." Getting up, she made her way back to the rope ladder and looked down at her brother from the entrance. "What's the password?," she teased, looking at Kris and chuckling.<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A natives life. IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kdyami</strong> on <strong>25-10-2012, 02:13:44</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Dyami (http://www.thefancarpet.com/uploaded_assets/images/actor/3520/Jason_Momoa_57311_Medium.jpg)<br><strong>Place:</strong>Village, Kris's tree house<br><strong>Time:</strong>morning<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>Mae, Kris<hr><br>Grumbling to himself. "I have no idea what the password is," Dyami called out, "no wait, let me guess, it's I'm loud and clumsy like a baby elephant?"&nbsp; He took a bite out of one of the apples from his pack, tossing it up to the lovely and yet antagonizing woman above him.&nbsp; "There's plenty more in the bag, and I'm going to be very upset if I have to climb this tree with this pack on my back." Muttering under his breath. 'I shouldn't have said that, now she's probably going to make me climb the tree out of spite.'&nbsp; He stood at the base of the tree trying to listen and hear any sign from the women in the tree.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A natives life. IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>25-10-2012, 02:27:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.wallpaperextreme.com/Celebrities/Kristanna-Loken/Kristanna-Loken-29.JPG)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kristina Imari Devora <br><strong>Place:</strong>Her tree house<br><strong>Time:</strong>morning<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>Mae <br><br>Kris nodded a bit, "Your parents lecture because they care. But no it isn't fair that they are still pressuring you. I guess it is just me because of the way my parents were but I just see marriage as something between people in love. Then again I'm not a princess who will unite the tribes." she said the last bit a little over dramatically. "You know I'm on your side, all else fails I'll stow you away here. You know it's rather hard to get the best of my tree house. Or the caves, we are after all the only two people that know them the way we do." she said that and shrugged. She thought about Dyami, she had hidden her own feelings for a while now. He had made the choice of becoming a guardian and giving himself over to the villages protection. She still couldn't see why he'd just not even try. He could have any woman, not that it mattered. She never thought he'd see her as more then the silly girl that got his sister in trouble anyway. <br><br>As she started to speak once more Kris heard the very man that was in her thoughts below them. She sat for a moment as Mae moved to the latter, only laughing at her comments. Walking over beside of Mae she looked down at Dyami and smiled. "Well the you can go ahead and send the pack up. And then we will think about letting up." she teased a bit, "And if you try and climb my tree I'll send Apa after you." she said with a soft laugh.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A natives life. IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BellaVita</strong> on <strong>28-10-2012, 05:08:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/lori103/Anime/Tribalgirl-1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Mae<br><strong>Place:</strong> Kris' treehouse<br><strong>Time:</strong> early morning<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Kris, Apa and Dyami<br><br>Mae chuckled as her brother grumbled at her and then threw an apple at her. "Hey!," she yelled down and grabbed the apple mid-air, taking a bite out of it. "Don't waste food, Dyami!," she said in her best mock-mother tone. She took another bite of the apple and looked over at Kris, who was laughing along with her and even threatened to send Apa after her brother. The thought of Apa attacking Dyami was a funny image and had Mae laughing even harder, and she dropped the apple, which headed straight for Dyami down below.<br><br>She put her hand over her mouth to stifle her snickering and yelled back down,"Sorry!" Looking over at Kris she gave a smile. "Do you think we've tortured him enough for one morning?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A natives life. IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kdyami</strong> on <strong>28-10-2012, 11:37:31</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Dyami (http://www.thefancarpet.com/uploaded_assets/images/actor/3520/Jason_Momoa_57311_Medium.jpg)<br><strong>Place:</strong>Village, Kris's tree house<br><strong>Time:</strong>morning<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>Mae, Kris<hr><br>"Apa?" Dyami laughed, "You do know I could just bribe him with the backpack of food I've got on right?"&nbsp; Watching as Mae scolded him for the apple and then promptly dropped it towards his head he reached out and caught the apple as it fell back to earth standing at the base of the tree eating the apple. "You do know I cant climb an apple right?" Dyami called up at Mae.&nbsp; Smiling good naturedly. as he sat thinking about the two favorite women in his life. "So what have you ladies got planned so early in the morning on this fine day?" he called up to them.&nbsp; "Besides making a secret club house and not giving little old me the password, that is."
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