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Date Posted: 13:54:47 01/14/04 Wed
Author: Dark Illusion
Subject: .x. I will...
In reply to: Firelight 's message, "[..feel free to try" on 10:48:03 01/14/04 Wed

(Occ: Unfortunately Riley, I am not one of those immature rpers who go around with ‘special powers’, I find it quiet annoying. To be honest, it takes a long time to heal, not to mention a lot of her strength. I won’t go around healing my wounds within a second, if you don’t power play, and not accept some of my blows. If you notice my posts are short, giving you either a chance to accept the attack or get away, as long as you play fair, that’s all that matters)

xXx The fae’s usually calm, dormant russet orbs, flicker with amazement as their rims turn an abyssal white. Her coal colored pits follow the mare’s every move, not skipping a beat, always having her within their translucent reflection xXx

She takes the blow with ease, as it tears some of the flesh off of her under neck. Blood oozing slowly from the gash but she continues on with the battle, no sign of fatigue present. As she comes down from her rear, she strikes out fiercely at the mare, aiming for the top of her dial. She pulls downward and without a moment of delay lurches out, with her head tucked to her chest, as her ivories make a move to grasp the mare’s facial features. Whither it be flesh, or air that clasp between her teeth she clenches down hard and rips backward, before bolting sideways out of the direct aim of the other.

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