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Subject: Powerful?

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Perseus
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Date Posted: 19:58:09 01/26/03 Sun
In reply to: Perseus 's message, "*As dark as the shadows...*" on 07:17:37 01/25/03 Sat

*He smiles thoughtfully at the mention of power. Yes, he was well on his way to becoming a wizard himself, but while he was an apprentice, no power shall be given to him.* I don't really like to talk about my work. Its not really what I am about.
*He can't take his eyes off of her seductive form. This is not like him, he is a ladies man. He isn't one to be taken over by emotions, but he is completely drawn to this mare. Emotional attachment is not something he generally needs to spend the night with a young mare, but he is attracted to her evil nature. He knows the game she is playing. She is going to play him, but for some reason he doesn't care in the least bit.

But he is also attracted to the fact that this appears to be a situation that would crush Frozen Dreams' ego even more. And he is not one to pass up the opportunity to raise himself up a few notches.

He breathes in slowly, taking in her scent. His eyes wander across her form again, but settle on her stomach. Is she...no, she can't be...he shakes the thought from his mind, he is probably just imagining things.*

(OOC yeah, its a pretty crappy post, but I'm tired, so forgive me this once, haha)

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aerial
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Date Posted: 07:40:05 01/27/03 Mon

the fatale nodden her acknowledgment of his first words, a silent agreement to speak no more of his apprenticeship or powers. she smiled coyly once more, well aware of how perfect she was, and rather content to use it to her advantage. besides, if she'd drawing in a pretty boy like this perseus, is there really anything wrong with it? she gave a gentle mewl of contentment, something that could count as equivalent to a cat's purr. the blowing winds grew stronger, and she felt a chill run up her side. she was now beginning to realize she couldn't withstand extreme temperatures. her form scooted, without thinking about it, closer to the male's, and she founder herself curled against his side, her pate resting slightly below his. once more did she chatter from the brisk lack of heat, but his form beside her offered her warmth, and she smiled up at him, the thought that he might not want her so close to him never even crossing her mind.

[[ ugh, that post was so bad... -dies- ]]

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