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Subject: � The Sun-God's Wraith �

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Apollo

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Date Posted: 17:55:05 02/13/03 Thu
In reply to: Gunner 's message, "..:Still Smokin':.." on 16:52:20 02/08/03 Sat

*he screams, in fury and in pain, but mostly in warning. He breaks free from the bachelor, hate shining in his eyes, his flanks a blood mess, streams of red running down his legs and backs only to drip to the ground. It's a deep, dark red, as red as the blinding hatred he feels for the one before him. He flicks one ear towards the mares, and blocks Myst from her try at Gunner.* Myst! Stop it! *he roars in fury, though he never turns to look at her, his eyes stay still on the stallion, the one who wanted to take his rightful place as lead. Gone was the gentle, kindness he had once held, and in its place was a rock hard stallion, so much like his father the resemblance was uncanny.* This is not your fight, nor, unless you suddenly become me, will it ever be. Save your energy and get out of here! Now! BE GONE! ALL OF YOU! *He was not concerned for his own wellfare, but fate be damned if he was to lose one of them do to this cocky beast before him. He was scared--but only for those he had sworn to protect untill his last, dying breath, and that was what had transformed. The need to protect. He never even glanced their way, but pulled all his concentration towards Gunner. He reared, with a fury so great it may have come from Zeus (the god you guys, not 'Pollo's dad) himself, a heart so black and murderous it seemed as though Hades had possessed, but along him was a love for those who lived with him, as though Eros rode astride his back. And as long as those three continued to rule over him for the moment, he would never give up.* I know what it's like, *he gritted through his teeth,* And I'm never--going--back--. *he shouted saying each word clearly as daylight, and as solidly, before plunging down to his feet and ramming into Gunner's side.*

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Apollo
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Date Posted: 18:04:47 02/13/03 Thu

(added cause I had to leave and return and finish the post and didn't see your new one... *growls*)

*he takes advantage of the stallion's thrown attention, and though his heart slams as though with each blow lain to myst he pays it know heed. Bloodied but never broken, he turns, hinds in solid reach of the other's sides, and kicks out with both feet, sending a solid, powerful, forceful blow to gunner, before spinning around and rearing.* And no longer shall it be yours, for any stallion who dare touches a mare wrongly in rage be it little injury or more, is no stallion at all, merely a coward. *he screams, rearing up once more. Fury had given him back his strength, pumping endophins throughout his pody, numbing the hot searing pain, and lessening it. It fed his muscles, and reflexes as well, giving him newly acquired power and faster responses. It blocked his mind from all annoying thoughts... all but one: Kill the bachelor, let him pay. *

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Mystic
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Date Posted: 18:56:38 02/13/03 Thu

|~She jumps out of the way, seeing the bucks flying her way, and just barely gets nicked a couple times on her shoulder, making her rage even greater. She was now a fighting machine powered and fed by anger and rage, and the lust to kill. She was deaf to the words or actions of any, and all she could think of was death to the bachelor. Charging straight past anyone who might be in her way she lunges again, trying her hardest not to, but now she had no controll over herself. She was possesed by the evilness that lurked way down inside her, and had no controll over her actions. She lunges at him again, vicious beyond compare, but suddenly she manages to veer off to the side just before striking a possibly fatal blow, though how she did it she isn't sure, but then she finds herself viciously charging again. She snorts, trying to regain controll of herself, trying not to lunge, figting it feircely, but this time she can't veer off to the side. She can't stop herself, try and fight though she may, and finds herself almost upon him, teeth bared, though she continues fighting, it doesn't seem to be doing much good...~|

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