Crackers are nice ( private/ rye )

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 320px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; color: white; margin-bottom: -5px] Pilot stood by a river, staring into the gently moving water running down the stream. Ice blue eyes stared down at his reflection. Perhaps he could catch fish here? But Pilot had never caughten a fish before. If he tried now he would most likely fail. [/fancypost]

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    [size=6pt]© counselor dreamíe[/size]

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    Rye hadn't caught fish in his life either. Hell, he hadn't done a lot of things- he was kind of a lazyass in that regard. Lazily, the upbeat coward came striding along the riverbank- only to see Pilot crouched over the water. Pulling on his winning grin, Rye moseyed on over to the other and plopped down beside him with a sigh. "... Y'know, you must think your reflection looks really ugly, huh?" He commented idly, chewing on the inside of his cheek. "'Cause I sure think mine looks ugly as fuck. But when I think that, sometimes I'll throw a rock into the water and let it get all distorted and shit and laugh at how ridiculous it is."

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 320px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; color: white; margin-bottom: -5px] Pilot's ears flickered when he heard footsteps approaching him. His head turned and a smile came to his face when he saw Rye. When the other plopped down next to him and make his remarks about his reflections, Pilot couldn't help but look down at the water. He stayed silent for a second, humming slightly before his crystal like blue eyes looked back up at Rye. [b]"Well, I always have to remember that technically all reflections in water looks a bit off. Water distorts your reflection naturally, seeing as if it's always moving. I guess throwing rocks at the water to make your reflection even funnier looking may be fun."     he whispered gently, going to dip his paw into the water. "The water itself is beautiful...don't you think?"[/fancypost]

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