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Subject: .on the prowl

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.night mist

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Date Posted: 18:40:47 12/02/02 Mon
In reply to: Duran Duran 's message, "[.p.r.e.d.i.t.o.r.]" on 09:46:40 12/01/02 Sun

.death becomes her.

.the story of pain and suffering the regal steed and his familiars had endured sounded similar to her own pitiful life. but t'was not her story to spill yet, she wanted no pity. so she listened to the plot, of duran's memories and past. she was glad he had told her, and entrusted her with such information. it felt 'good' to be beholden with such a thing. the story itself also shed new light 'pon the bronc and his ways. there was no point in just going about and pillaging the goods and drenching them of their own blood when there was no purpose to it all. fun...maybe, but smart? not always. t'was one more thing that made the crimson valkyrie proud to be under his command.

.dial is nodded, signifying her understanding. rage burned inside her heart, to be able to taste the blood of the 'happy' souls once more. she swallowed her anger, t'was not the time, she would save it for later. soft spoken words are emitted from her firey chasm, "m'lord duran, tis quite a noble quest you seek to commit. i am certain you shall succeed. and if all goes as planned i shall be fighting by your side." her end remarked triggered a smirk 'pon her velvet muzzle. amber oracles shine beneath darkened locks. weight shifted beneath pistons, she continued to stare at he with a hallow gaze. she awaited his response.

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[.p.r.e.d.i.t.o.r.][.h.u.n.t.e.r.][.w.o.l.f.]	Duran Duran	20:25:44 12/02/02 Mon