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Date Posted: 16:44:53 12/19/02 Thu
Author: [.Michele.Zena]
Author Host/IP: 24.47.10.233
Subject: [.Deal with it.]
In reply to: Nathan Callahan 's message, ".Solitary Confinment." on 11:46:11 12/19/02 Thu

[.Anger flaring light lightning in her haunted silver orbs, yet disappearing as that. Strange reactions of late to wandering voices. A slight shiver ran down her spine. Mascu was fair of hair, face, and looks. She graced him a halfhearted smile. She would do better to live with the wolves. She was not apart from them to much. Unclenching the involuntary action of the clenching of her fine dagger. Head inclined everso slightly and tilted slightly aswell. She was a prize, if one so wanted. Yet they would have to walk through much harm first. She was not inclined to relationships...though they seemed inclined to her. Many a fate rested on her bloodied digits. Praytell he was not one. Golden tresses calming to attention at one's approval. Fatale's silver orbs taking on a pained look as she visably relaxes. Voice comes on lovely, with an accent snaking its way in. Though the accent is exotic, it is undecernable.] .:Your thanks...if you will. I am new, as it is most obviously apparent. You suggest yourself as one to help me, though you are obviously not inclined to. Praytell where I might seek shelter and rest? I am plenty stocked with meats, fruits, seeds...everything savable...Excuse my rude personae. I am called by Michele, and my wolf is as named Zena. If I may, what are you called by?:. [.Her tone suggests immense patience though her stature suggests complete and utter aggression, and full control of it. Ill at ease...especially around others of her species, fatale hopes he is a reasonably tolerant one. Though hope....love...trust...all of these things seem to have evaporated along with the world as she hath known it. Her haunted memories flowing through one's mind. Turning now full attention on mascu. One so named unknown.]

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