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Date Posted: 00:52:34 01/28/03 Tue
Author: Deepest Desire
Subject: With a deep inward sigh, she moved easily to an open clearing and without warning cut through the dull air with a sharp, piercing whistle, asking for attention. "Everyone, I wish for your opinion..."

She waited patiently for the horses in the territory to gather to prevent the need to repeat herself unnecessarily. The sooner this was done, the better it seemed and she stood there, silver coat glimmering under the radiant sun.

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[> .crimson.and.clover. -- Brush Fire, 19:13:45 01/28/03 Tue

Face wiped blank once more in the presence of others, Brushy heeded the call and arrived before the mare. "What is it, Desire?"


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[> [> "A simple question." -- Deepest Desire, 18:44:13 01/29/03 Wed

"But one that may change the way things operate around here."


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[> [> [> Whats up? -- Jesar, 19:29:48 01/29/03 Wed

The copper stallion lifts his head, looking to his silver alphine briefly.


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[> [> [> [> ~^~sticks and stones~^~ -- Salida Negociada, 17:19:13 01/30/03 Thu



▫♥▫¦stix and stones¦▫♥▫
may break my bones
aimed with angry art
words can sting
like anything
▫♥▫¦but silence breaks the heart¦▫♥▫




*walks up, but doesn't utter a word. She wasn't much of the talkative type, but was curious as to what was happening. Staying completely still, she looks like somewhat of a black statue*



Salida Negociada



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[> [> [> [> [> A slight frown. -- Deepest Desire, 02:45:54 01/31/03 Fri

Inactivity, she thinks vaguely in the back of her mind, although outwardly she presents a soft and barely audible sigh. The lack of members here at this meeting could bring problems and she wondered where everyone else was. She clears her throat, anxious to begin.

"As you may or may not know, a rebellion is being formed against the current Monarchy -- Malussinn and Cirrus. The rebellion is believed to be led by Frozen Dreams (And Aerial)...and I have been asked which side we will stand for."


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[> [> [> [> [> [> ^frozen^ -- Ize, 11:13:08 02/01/03 Sat

^she hears these words as she approaches, also noticing the small group. she sighs. would these rebellions and discomforts never end? she remained silent, for she wished to hear others opinions. her choice was made, but she thought it wise to stay quiet, at least for the moment^


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> .crimson.and.clover. -- Brush Fire, 13:29:10 02/02/03 Sun

Privately, she thought Is that all?, but Brushy had never cared much for politics. The currant rulers had done little to earn her loyalty or interest; infact, Brushy could forget for long stretches of time that she actually was being ruled by someone. More often than not, Desire held the position of main authority. A frown marred her attractive features, but that was her only response.


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Pressing for time. -- Deepest Desire, 23:47:12 02/02/03 Sun

"I don't mean to rush you, but I must have a definite answer and I wish for your opinion on this. It must be unianimus, or at least I feelt hat it would be the right thing. Please."


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> ^frozen^ -- Ize, 15:24:34 02/04/03 Tue

I believe in our present king. I know of what he did with the raid at the light's TT, and I think that he is wise in doing so. He has been a good king, and I believe he will remain so.


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> ~^~sticks and stones~^~ -- Salida Negociada, 18:04:10 02/04/03 Tue



▫♥▫¦stix and stones¦▫♥▫
may break my bones
aimed with angry art
words can sting
like anything
▫♥▫¦but silence breaks the heart¦▫♥▫




*finally moving, she scrapes the ground* "I feel I don't know enough about either side to choose."



Salida Negociada



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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> .crimson.and.clover. -- Brush Fire, 19:00:15 02/04/03 Tue

"Can't things just stay the same?" She asked, bitterly. What the mare was forced to stand, the good Lord gave her the strength to stand, but Brushy was not one to go out of her way to purposefully make things difficult. Being strong could get powerful uncomfortable.


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Sorrowful and resentment. -- Deepest Desire, 00:29:40 02/05/03 Wed

She was faintly annoyed. It wasn't right for her to choose a side. She remembered Malussinn, had spoken to him before however breifly and despite having been reprimanded. She remembered the early War, and how she was forced under the watchful eye of Loki. She remembered his nobel manner and calm attitude.

And there was Ziraga, flashy and bright. She had accepted him easily, it was difficult not to with his subtle charm. And now...this Frozen Dreams character. Something about him was so mysterious, so dominating and she had felt immediate distrust as soon as she had set eyes on him.

"I would prefer Malussinn, he holds my trust."


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [time is up.] -- Frozen Dreams, 12:31:01 02/05/03 Wed

having grown excedingly impatient at being forced to sit and wait when already behind schedule the pallid bronc had re-entered the land of evergreens, to search out progress on the matters at hand.
landing near the end of the discussion he caught the final word and with a derisive snort that portrayted his views toward their competency and ability to make the proper decisions. this was another herd that would need a reminder of who they were, of what they were. the evils. evils they were not creatureds to be swayed by petty emotion and weaknesses like trust. badly hidden beneath his pallet was the sneer that accompanied the mascu's thoughts. stepping closer, however, a single rock striking sharly against the frozen earth he announced his presence, as much with the encompassing design of his aura as the gesture of revelation. his arrogance stood plainly before the other's eyes, and a sense of something unspoken taunted the conversers. he trailed his eyes deliberately around the grouping, subjecting each of the members in turn to his coal eyed glare. inching to ensnare each within his growing malice.
the setting sun struck magnificently off of his beige pelt, the radiance kept in check by the somber additions of his mane and sweeping aigrette. chiselled arabian dial was raised to a heightened level that, although he was no taller than many of those in the circle, gave the impression that he was elevated above them. that he as better than they. his persona was clearly dominant, and yet not a shred of ambition could be detected amid the jumple of conceit and hate and disdain. replacing the cold arangement of his features with a diplomatic smile to twist his labrums, though this concession did nothing to lift the pressure created by his gaze. and when he spoke the words took no obvious care in pitch or timbre, but held only the slightest hint of sarcasm as they touched the wind.

i see your decision is made, unless i am grossly mistaken. and i wold thank you for your co-operation nevertheless. if i could, i would spare an hour or so in attempt to sway you to the reasoning of our cause, and perhaps later, when things are settled and done, you will realise these points for yourselves.

with that, and neither the respectful bob of his head, nor the politess to stand and await response to his pronunciation the stallion pivotted grandly upon his sinewed hind, swinging his bulk to face down the path he had come, carefully navigating the ice and obstructing white powder that littered the earth.
hardly a sound was heard from his movement, though it was with a three beated gait he departed, nigrescent locks fanning behind him in a grandiose sail, and tail creating a symbolic banner, waving in his artificial breeze.


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Departure of the stallion. -- Deepest Desire, 01:44:17 02/06/03 Thu

She watches as he left, and turned to resume her normal business.


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> ^frozen^ -- Ize, 15:27:31 02/06/03 Thu

^she nods at her lead's decision, having already agreed. she witnesses the coming and going of the arrogant bronc, watching with cold eyes. she did not like this brute, who obviously thought threats would get him places. she turns and watches Deepest Desire, awaiting more words^


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Troubled in the mind. -- Deepest Desire, 00:55:01 02/08/03 Sat

SHe knows not what to say. The 'worse' was over, or so it seemed. She did not care who many more were willing to joi Frozen Dream's side, most probably all the newcomers who had not yet experienced War nor knew of what Evil truly meant. To overthrow Malussinn by extortion was a joke in its self, he wouldn't stand for it. Keeping silent was the best way to go about this, she decided. Unless she or anyone in the herd was disturbed, it would remain that way. She would not go into hiding, nor allow for anyone to place forbidden hoof prints into her turf. Oh how she wished Dangerous Impulse was here during this time. She looked around, nodding distractedly to her herd, silver'd threads shielding the expression in her eyes; resentment, bitterness. It was not right for her to feel this way, and she would cease it immediately. Immediately. Hastily shaking the acrimony from her features, she raises her visage, dignity beheld in a clean, flawless facade.


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