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Date Posted: 17:02:07 08/15/03 Fri
Author: Roxie
Subject: .I second that.
In reply to: Roxie 's message, ".a kiss on the hand can be quite continental." on 23:28:41 08/14/03 Thu


She laughs--a wonderfully enticing laugh, seductive and sylphlike. She wasn’t laughing AT him--but at the blunt truth of his statement. The Evils beg for control, beg for organization...like, Chase, for example...and at the offering of control they hiss it away and ask for freedom. It was amusing; the way the Evils contorted and twisted their wants. They could chase their own tail for all she cares, however. It was too much work to put on Adrian, and with that she empathized. Couldn’t sympathize--but empathized. She nodded along with his words—not attempting to think up something smartass to shoot off, but listening with nods of her scarlet mug.

“I agree—they beg for control and then shun the empowerment.”

She tips her sinuous muzzle at his determined statement about his plans—she believed him. There was just as much ferocity in his eyes as there were in his words, and that she respected. Wind rustled across the manor, fingering her mane and lapsing it to the other side of her crest momentarily and she lightly tossed her head, like a child would toss the bangs out of their eyes. The crimson tresses undulated at her toss, and at the ceasing of the wind, and his speech, the svelte female chose to voice her opinion.

“I agree—and I believe you. Its just the throne, ever since Mal left, has been nothing but a game of royal hot potato.”

She grinned lightly, but quickly diminished the smile to return to serious matters.

“…not that I don’t think you’re qualified, mind you. But you cant give in—it will lead to another adjust, more shunning. The Evils are crumbling…you’re a bright guy. You can see it. I can see it.”

“I agree with your push at the council—we just CAN NOT let it get inactive. If it starts to down, hell, I’ll run to the light side and sneak someone. We’ll make trouble and unite again.”

Her words weren’t particularly profound—she wasn’t really delegating her opinion as regally as possible, but she felt she had bluntly expressed her opinion anyway.

..Roxie..


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