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Date Posted: 01:11:18 02/14/04 Sat
Author: Swift
Subject: xXx c r u s h e d xXx
In reply to: Death...now Swift 's message, "xXx b r o k e n xXx" on 03:14:20 02/08/04 Sun

xXx Strands of inky sable fluttered up around her features, veiling them momentarily. Tossing them back with a choppy jerking motion, the minx attempted to conceal her agony upon the first few moments of using the aching muscles, taking in a quick, sudden breath. Swift clenched her jaws together tightly, releasing the air in one long, slow motion, eventually gone with the pain in her weary pinions. That little spell had taken away most of the sting and edge from the exhausted bodice, so she was set for a nice stroll. She glanced at the ebony stallion and smiled a tiny bit, her silvery platinum orbs then returning to the alabaster sands below her chocolatish hooves coated with soft, gleaming snow hued feathering. xXx

xXx 'Thank you, Cole. My name is...Death Comes Swiftly By Moonlight. I was born evil. Oh, and you may call me De...Swift. Yes, Swift.' xXx

xXx The shattered inamorta then had a funny feeling that her delicate healing process had just begun, and that this kind, generous soul had helped it commence to be. She made a small side-step towards his larger frame, wincing momentarily at the sharp jolt of affliction that shot through her nervous system. xXx

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[> *Simple and Plain* -- Cole, 12:05:02 02/14/04 Sat [1]

*A sympathetic wince tugged at his labrums, elicited by her painful rise to a vertical position. The stallion found himself compelled to touch her gently with his mug in order to determine if she was alright. He resisted this impulse, settling instead for a gentle smile and a concerned gaze*

Everything working properly? *he asked. Then, her dubbance was given, a new tidbit for his mind to mull over*

Well Swift, I daresay it's a pleasure to meet you, the circumstances notwithstanding *His attic bobbed once, as if to affirm the words he had just spoken. The affiliation she had been born into was of no concern to him, nor was her present choice of side. The fae was interesting to him in ways that transcended the label of Light or Dark. Gingerly, he began to take steps in order to begin their scheduled walk. His pace was unhurried, hindered so that the sylph at his side might gradually adjust after her sabbatical from motion. Obsidian orbs cast surreptitious glances from beneath his dense forelock, his tongue stilled in anticipation of the story she had expressed interest in telling*

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