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Subject: -: the rose


Author:
aerial
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Date Posted: 11:45:43 02/02/03 Sun
In reply to: Perseus 's message, "*As dark as the shadows...*" on 07:17:37 01/25/03 Sat

aerial lingered in limbo, in a state of semi-awareness to all that went on around her. she made no move in response to the male's teasing affection. she liked him, she would not hide it but... her gaze snapped to his, her glare intense, as if it could devour his very soul and esscence.

surely you know i carry his child...

it was blatantly, almost painfully obvious, who 'he' was. aside from her menacing miniature abysses, the divine feline's features remained impassive, completely unreadable. why did life choose to suddenly become so complicated?

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Perseus
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Date Posted: 12:03:49 02/02/03 Sun

*He jumps back with surprise, his brow furrowing, his eyes darting. He did know, but he didn't believe it.*

Oh... oh, ummm, i didn't know that. * He is obviously uncomfortable which is apparent through his stammering.*

I'm sorry, I should go I guess, I didn't realize...you said you weren't his...but you are his...I'm sorry to impose.

*He backs away slowly, he can't be with a mare that is bound to another. He has more honor then that. He is a tad bothered that she would lead him on like that, not to mention frustrated.*

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