She watches him leave. . . . -- The Watering Hole

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Subject: She watches him leave. . . .

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Phantom
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Date Posted: 16:12:17 09/03/01 Mon
In reply to: Angelus 's message, "His eyes burn blood red for a mement before he turns hard and walks away..." on 10:55:25 09/03/01 Mon

She knew this was what she'd told him to do, so why did she have the urge to call him back? She stomps a hoof, fighting a mental battle. A thought suddenly hit her, hard enough to make her knees weak. She quickly folded her legs so she wouldn't just collapse. She knew why she didn't want him to just walk away, and it didn't make sense to her mind. It was so absurd. . .so unbeffiting of the mare. She was actually attracked to the stallion. She turns to watch his form retreating, eyes widening in distress. Grudgingly, she gets to her hooves and trots after him, glowering at herself as she does so. *Wait. . .* Her voice sqeaks as she tries to keep a civil tone, angry at herself.

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He stops but doesn't turn to face the mare...*What?*He snorts, eyes dark as he stares ahead. Muscles still tense as the battle with for control continues. The veins on his face stick out as well as the muscles from clentching his teeth... (NT) Angelus 17:17:35 09/03/01 Mon

She snorts at his tone, but ignores it after a moment. She looks away as he asks the question, the question for which she had no answer. Why had she stopped him? She had nothing left to sya to him, and he obviously had had enough of bickering with her. . . (NT) -- Phantom, 14:48:05 09/04/01 Tue

He sighs, continueing on. His tail swirls around his ankles, and his coat glistens in the sunlight that peaks through the trees. He shakes his head, snorting harshly... (NT) -- Angelus, 14:51:52 09/04/01 Tue