| Subject: Speak now, or forever hold your peace |
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Ziraga
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Date Posted: 14:36:02 05/04/03 Sun
In reply to:
Big Brother
's message, "big brother is watching YOU" on 08:00:00 05/03/03 Sat
A golden stallion, a Russian Arabian who has always been an unpredictable ally or enemy to the Throne, enters with an elegant, easy stride, his trot beating out a swift path to where the present King stands with his challenger. The male's deep, acerbic green eyes breathe death into this land, a land where the independant equine had once before brought the downfall of a King, though in a rather more literal, brutal, bloody and final way.
With an impeccably graceful yet decidedly mocking bow he greets the sovereign. "Your highness," he drawls smoothly. "Your cooperation in this would be most appreciated. I have come to call in an old debt, that of you to me. You see, I took you into my hospitality a while back, though against your will, and I never truly set you free. To make myself completely blunt, True Evil," as this sentence begins, his tone loses all of its oleaginous elegance, becoming instead sharp, though still beautiful; like a diamond-edged blade. "...you are still my captive. Please come to Dark Evergreens immediately. I am no longer Lead Stallion there, as well you know, but it is still my abode and therefore where I bring captives. Seeing as you have appointed no heir, I also claim the throne in your place." The coldly diabolical male equine stands in silence, watching to see exactly how this will go over.
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