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Subject: .:[Groom's orders]:.
Author: .:[Lady Thayet]:. [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 23:14:39 02/10/02 Sun .:[Young noblewoman enters, smiling upon sight of her horses. Attention is shown for each, the black mare gaining a soothing few words and scratch behind the ears, two geldings given affectionate petting until she arrives at the box of her stallion. Black nose is thrust forward into her chest, throaty nicker loosed. The woman laughs softly, shoving the black head back, playful words thrown at the black.]:. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]
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Apologies -- Guy, 21:06:23 02/11/02 Mon .:[Departure]:. -- .:[Lady Thayet]:., 21:14:43 02/11/02 Mon

Subject: Work
Author: Guy [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 15:11:31 01/26/02 Sat Groom enters, still somewhat grubby from his travels, though that would be rectified soon. Shortly he finds the Baroness' creatures, catching a welcome whinney from some. He grins, happy with his job. Taking some brushes, he enters each stable in turn, bringing each beauty of his employers string out into the light for a thorough grooming, cleaning away the straw and dust, picking out their feet, making their coats shine. Upon finishing, a blanket is thrown over each, a rudimentary protection against the cold. The lady had four in all, her black stallion, whom he treated with caution, though the two had come to an 'arrangement' early on, a pair of grey geldings, used in cart, and another black mare, a gentle creature, to be used as a brood mare come spring. Finished with the grooming, he picks through the stables themselves, cleaning them just as thoroughly as the horses, before doing the same to the feed and water troughs. Finally satisfied, he leaves each with a brimming water trough, and good feed. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]
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..:lounge:.. -- ..:samuel:.., 17:42:35 02/02/02 Sat Grin -- Guy, 22:44:20 02/04/02 Mon ..:work:.. -- ..:samuel:.., 19:07:00 02/11/02 Mon

Subject: .:[departure]:.
Author: .:[Lady Thayet]:. [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 18:49:55 01/17/02 Thu .:[The lady enters, black hair cascading down her back. Her clothing is still the fine attire she had changed into for the castle, but she would not remain for long. Moving to the stable of her horse, she smiles, as the black head with its queer blue eyes emerges to greet her. Bridle in hand, she places it upon the great beast, walking him from his stable and into the sunlight. A saddle would be needed. turning at the sound of footsteps, she starts, throwing her horse's reains over his head and vaulting on, the black brute taking them both from the stableyard at a gallop. Alone was how she wished to be, not accompanied by Coram!]:. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]
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Subject: --'-@
Author: Catalina de la Mor [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 00:38:31 11/25/01 Sun The spry young maiden enters, her chocolate tresses springing off the shoulders of her emerald greatcoat as she skips zestfully across the threshold. Her luminescent face is swallowed by the bright smile that distends from ear to ear, and her honey-colored eyes sparkle with the gentle warmth of six-year-old naivet�. She waves ecstatically to the stable workers, her fingers just barely visible beneath the cuffs of her oversized jacket. "Bonjour, mes amis!" she calls gaily to them above the light hullabaloo of their undertakings. A cheerful laugh flourishes throughout the expanse of stalls as she skips down the aisle that separates them. A large white stallion, whose head is draped attentively across the half-door of his cell, with both ears perked as if he had actually been listening to her, immediately arrests her attention. Catalina stares at him for a moment, then floats closer. A tentative hand reaches out from underneath the flaccid cuff and gently touches the silken muzzle of the stallion. There is a moment of oppressive silence, where even the working hands seem to stifle their conversations, until he snorts into her dainty palm. She laughs. "How are you to-day, monsieur?" she queries, her fingers lightly stroking his nose. "You are a pretty fellow and I should like to ride you, but the Lady G�orgie says I cannot. She can be such a tiresome person, I tell you, always giving me stern commandes and saying that I must learn to be a lady! By the way, have you a name?" (OOC: Ugh! Someone--a hand or something--give him a name! And maybe introduce yourself to the young lady?) [ Post a Reply to This Message ]
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A tall stable hand approachs>>> -- Corthan...Forever seeking....for what I know not, but still I seek. ., 06:17:39 11/25/01 Sun Arrival . . . -- Duke Gregory Hunt, 10:53:28 11/25/01 Sun Re: Eyes turn to them both.. -- Catalina de la Mor, 11:58:50 11/25/01 Sun and to you, M'Lord >>> -- Corthan....I am forever seeking....for what I look, I know not, but still I seek, 14:53:35 11/25/01 Sun* Smile... -- Duke Gregory Hunt, 20:23:38 11/25/01 Sun Re: Considering.. -- Catalina de la Mor, 22:38:54 11/25/01 Sun >>>> -- Corthan.....Forever seeking....for what I kow not, yet still I seek, 12:48:55 11/26/01 Mon Nod . . . -- Duke Gregory Hunt, 18:48:51 11/27/01 Tue >>> -- Corthan...forever seeking...for wht I know not, yet still I seek, 19:16:25 11/28/01 Wed

Subject: ..entrada..

Author:
Oseye
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Date Posted: 10:58:46 10/18/01 Thu

The young dark chestnut mare came led rather harshly by the grooms. Normally she would have putten up a great fight as to be led by men but the calm soothing words of her owner Ta-Ret soothed the femme. Ears laced back she followed, rather arkwardly however for she was unaccostom to such ways.

Golden trinkets made small sounds, and stopped as the mare stood in the stall. A groom came and took off the bridle and saddle, placing them on the rack near her door. She was unuse to these new lands with their closed stalls and coarse hands. She trembled slightly, a whinny rising up and filling the stable.

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Subject: ~Enters~
Author: Almadin Jennae [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 15:33:08 09/02/01 Sun ~She slips the large silver stallion into a stall far from the other horses as she is not to intrude, a crimson dress moves about her slender form as she sets to work, running brush over the beast, the creature shifts and snorts uneasily, she smiles softly* "Hush now Xavior...be still" *Her soft musical voice of which her mother had given her slips into a soft tune, sung in a forgien language of which none but herself and the horse clearly understood, a mixture of many languages, maybe even something only the beast clearly knew, the amulet that rests around her neck shimmers in the dim light, her voice carries slightly throughout the stable, the silver calms, dropping his head slightly at the gentle touch of the young woman, she shifts, voice still softly singing, hand lifting the shining black amulet, watching the swirls of gray amidst the onyx stone, she places a hand on the now lifted muzzle of the silver steed and whispers a few words into his ear before her voice returns to the soft song, she thought no one was about to hear her sing, leaning her slender form against the stall's door~ [ Post a Reply to This Message ]
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::enjoys her voice:: -- Korion Senyu, 15:20:02 10/15/01 Mon

Subject: Leads his black gelding in......
Author: Tarkin [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 17:45:23 08/28/01 Tue The rain drips off of his black cloak, and the gelding's coal hide. He wheels the snorting equine, and ties him securely. Locating a brush, the man silently swipes off the rain, not caring if it spatters on his own garments. The gelding nickers in enjoyment, bumping a large muzzle into the man's chest when he moves around. "Shhh, Sobra..." [ Post a Reply to This Message ]
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A snort... -- Mabellina, 11:56:47 09/02/01 Sun Slight smile... -- Tarkin, 15:42:30 09/02/01 Sun Blush... -- Mabellina, 12:22:39 09/03/01 Mon Shrugs....cool eyes hiding the merriment behind them.. -- Tarkin, 20:31:51 09/03/01 Mon Earnest smile... -- Mabellina, 16:25:44 09/04/01 Tue Shadow passes... -- Tarkin, 22:07:48 09/04/01 Tue Regret... -- Mabellina, 18:05:34 09/05/01 Wed Thankfull.... -- Tarkin, 16:06:31 09/07/01 Fri Nodding... -- Mabellina, 16:33:02 09/07/01 Fri Jaunty smile... -- Tarkin, 20:27:17 09/10/01 Mon

Subject: Despirited and alone, no owner or mother to depend on, the young colt cried in utter sadness... Alone and hungry, in a strange place, with no one to care...*
Author: Nassor [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 16:40:10 08/20/01 Mon [ Post a Reply to This Message ]
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-Notice- -- Tia Mendoza, 08:29:06 08/21/01 Tue *Out of complete lonliness, the young colt approached the woman, no concern of her intentions... He muzzled his nose into her side and whuffed, whinnying to her his sadness* (NT) -- Nassor, 16:44:02 08/21/01 Tue -Smiles- -- Tia Mendoza, 06:24:56 08/22/01 Wed *With a despirited look back towards his mother's stall, he looked back at the gentle soul before him, walked over, and nosed at the bottle a moment. Once aware of what it was and what it contained, he took hold in a heartbeat and drank it quickly, flicking ears and tail excitedly* (NT) -- Nassor, 11:16:51 08/23/01 Thu Holding the bottle in one hand she strokes the colt's neck gently, a smile resting 'pon soft features. -- Tia Mendoza, 09:54:28 08/24/01 Fri *He polished off the entire bottle quickly, then inquired of the generous soul before him... Inquisitive eyes take in her every feature and senses prod for any signs of danger* (NT) -- Nassor, 13:28:51 08/24/01 Fri Honey lips curled upwards in soft smile she sets the now empty bottle on the ground. sitting idly she watches the colt, no sign of danger apparent. Single appendage extends to dtroke young equine gently "Your a pretty one arn't you now... She murmurs, looking him over with an expert eye. (NT) -- Tia, 10:43:36 08/28/01 Tue *Ears pricked in full attention at her words, he stared at her with wide black eyes, his fine Arabian head tilted slightly... His tiny, flaring nostrils whuffed air from his tiny lungs, only to consume more with an inhale. A snort escaped his tiny dark body and he flinched at her touch, but calmed when no pain followed...* (NT) -- Nassor, 13:58:44 08/28/01 Tue Rising slowly she smiles softly "I shall be back later, I promise..." She gives him one last stroke before slipping out the door and starting down the isle, empty bottle in hand. (NT) -- Tia, 17:43:09 08/31/01 Fri

Subject: --
Author: Darian [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 14:00:10 06/09/01 Sat The youthful man strides in, boots tapping on the flagstones of the stable's aisle. Making his way to the outside courtyard, he turns to glance back at the well. The courtyard is large, cobbletoned, and walled on all sides. It serves an area to wash down sweaty steeds after long rides. A well is located in a corner, along with a bench and a watering trough. Darian sits on the bench, waiting for Yurea and Marnie to come... [ Post a Reply to This Message ]
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_________ -- Marnie, 10:57:30 06/10/01 Sun --- -- Darian, 12:35:40 06/10/01 Sun >>>>>>> -- Marnie, 19:42:36 06/10/01 Sun ((OK - I'll be on Thursday or Friday..hehe...I'm grounded..So if I can sneak on I will but otherwise no!)) (NT) -- Natalina, 13:58:17 06/13/01 Wed ((lol okay Natalina see ya!)) (NT) -- Fallon, 19:35:59 06/13/01 Wed ... -- Darian, 07:37:30 06/14/01 Thu >>>>>>>> -- Marnie, 21:53:59 06/14/01 Thu ... -- Darian, 11:25:07 06/15/01 Fri >>>>>>>> -- Marnie, 09:19:45 06/16/01 Sat ... -- Darian, 11:01:42 06/17/01 Sun ----------- -- Marnie, 09:02:30 06/18/01 Mon ... -- Darian, 16:26:28 06/18/01 Mon >>>>>>>>>>>>> -- marnie, 20:43:19 06/18/01 Mon ((Sorry, the 'Net decided to kick me off yesterday...hmph)) >>> -- Darian, 08:09:06 06/21/01 Thu ((I know how you feel. Yesterday I was just soooo busy -.-)) -- Marnie, 09:54:17 06/23/01 Sat [lol!] >>>> -- Darian, 12:39:24 06/23/01 Sat .......... -- Marnie, 16:59:01 06/23/01 Sat ... -- Darian, 11:23:19 06/24/01 Sun New thread>.>>>.>> -- Marnie, 10:10:48 06/26/01 Tue ... -- Darian, 16:14:08 06/27/01 Wed >>> -- Marnie, 07:31:10 07/03/01 Tue ... -- Darian, 15:48:26 07/04/01 Wed ......... -- Marnie, 11:55:40 07/05/01 Thu ... -- Darian, 17:32:04 07/05/01 Thu >> -- Marnie, 18:33:06 07/05/01 Thu ... -- Darian, 14:26:07 07/07/01 Sat (OOC: I'm back! YAY! no more dumb camp!) -- Marnie, 21:20:05 07/14/01 Sat [Dumb? 'Twas no fun? That sucks!] >>> -- Darian, 15:45:00 07/15/01 Sun (parts were fun, but the classes were so dull as well as the night activites T.T)>> -- Marnie, 16:10:42 07/15/01 Sun [Ahhh...glad you had some fun! lol] ... -- Darian, 17:54:11 07/15/01 Sun (heh me too ;)) -- Marnie, 18:40:39 07/15/01 Sun ... -- Darian, 20:11:50 07/16/01 Mon ................... -- Marnie, 20:29:58 07/16/01 Mon ... -- Darian, 10:41:03 07/17/01 Tue >>>> -- Marnie, 11:03:37 07/17/01 Tue ... -- Darian, 10:44:56 07/18/01 Wed .......... -- Marnie, 16:11:11 07/18/01 Wed [New thread] >>> -- Darian, 14:05:09 07/20/01 Fri (yay back! I miss Ruidoso already though :( that was a fun trip) -- Marnie, 16:03:59 07/22/01 Sun [-grin-] --- -- Darian, 18:45:43 07/22/01 Sun .......... -- Marnie, 19:03:11 07/22/01 Sun --- -- Darian, 20:12:58 07/22/01 Sun ...... -- Marnie, 08:34:37 07/23/01 Mon --- -- Darian, 12:48:42 07/23/01 Mon ...... -- Marnie, 16:07:10 07/23/01 Mon --- -- Darian, 15:43:38 07/25/01 Wed >>>>>>>> -- Marnie, 10:38:29 07/27/01 Fri --- -- Darian, 12:07:51 07/27/01 Fri ...... -- Marnie, 19:44:04 07/27/01 Fri --- -- Darian, 14:57:41 07/28/01 Sat ...... -- Marnie, 15:56:35 07/30/01 Mon --- -- Darian, 19:34:44 08/06/01 Mon Perfection at it's peek =P -- Marnie, 12:03:26 08/11/01 Sat [Heeheehee!] --- -- Darian, 19:56:19 08/11/01 Sat (Gah sorry been getting my net fixed and doing homework etc ><) -- Marnie, 10:37:48 08/18/01 Sat [No problemo!] --- -- Darian, 14:49:32 08/19/01 Sun (you know, it's strange . . . sometimes this thing doesn't show the most recent posts -.- I checked like sunday and monday and it didn't show your pose @.@) -- Marnie, 14:05:55 08/22/01 Wed [I know what you mean! Voy wouldn't work this morning!] --- -- Darian, 16:38:22 08/22/01 Wed [:) Yeah it sux somtimes. I'll try to check this everyday, though now school's going again it might be a little difficult] -- Marnie, 09:30:49 08/25/01 Sat [K! Next post at the Tor!] (NT) -- Darian, 11:43:31 08/25/01 Sat

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Subject: \|Pathetic\|
Author: Lady of the Night [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 08:27:11 07/24/01 Tue \|Fem ingresses slowly, auds lace to poll momentarily then are held at half mast. She was but a yearling, an oversized halter hangs around her head, the inscription on the side saying 'Lady of the Night'. ebon pelt is drawn taught to bones, litteraly no more then skin and bones. Visage is hung low to the ground, muzzle just barely brushing emerald sprouts. Wanders close to the stable's open door and halts, head lifting and auds lacing as the scent of humans reaches nares. Whip marks show plainly across rough pelt and dried blood and dirt are caked upon her body in several spot, she had obviously been badly abused. She would be a fine lady's horse if trained but would be a challenge to tame. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]
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Golden gaze turns... -- Sir Calen, 16:44:12 07/25/01 Wed \|Nervous\| -- Lady of the Night, 11:13:45 07/26/01 Thu Hand outstretches... -- Calen, 20:32:15 07/26/01 Thu \|Head is thrown up\| -- Lad of the Night, 09:45:36 07/30/01 Mon A quick motion... -- Calen, 19:28:48 08/06/01 Mon \|Surprise\| -- Lady of the Night, 06:36:53 08/08/01 Wed Hand moves... -- Calen, 09:49:14 08/08/01 Wed

Subject: Awaking....
Author: Annabelle Classant [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 15:48:26 07/27/01 Fri She wakes slowly from her slumber, digits raising to push away a few golden locks from her face. She smiles softly, breathing deeply the scent of the hay and horses. Pushing herself up to a sitting position she sends a glance around. The sound of people below catches her attention and she stiffens. Slipping to the ladder she climbs silently down, gaze moving over the stables, falling upon the lady nearby. She stiffens more yet, contemplating running but deciding against it. She relaxes and strolls down the isle, pausing at each stall to lean over the bottom half of the door and watch the fine equines... [ Post a Reply to This Message ]
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\|\|Stallion whickers...\|\| -- Con'Firmeza, 15:28:39 07/28/01 Sat Notice.... -- Annabelle Classant, 11:52:31 07/29/01 Sun \|\|Ear cocks...\|\| -- Con'Firmeza, 19:23:19 08/06/01 Mon

Subject: The glimmer gone from her once-beautiful eyes, the mare gives one last weak nicker to her young colt, blinks once more, then moves no more.... The young colt, now very alone and very scared, whinnies repeatedly and dejectedly, crying for his loss and his situation.
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Subject: _-'-_
Author: Faith [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 05:32:25 07/17/01 Tue Lady Faith enters, on Sir Calen's arm. She searches the area with blue orbs, quietly pointing with her free hand top her obsidian colored stallion. He snorts and paws at the stall door, seeing his misstress' approaching figure. She smiles, then looks to Calen, waiting for him to lead her to his own steed. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]
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Free hand reaches out... -- Sir Calen, 10:20:55 07/18/01 Wed _-'-_ -- Faith, 04:48:04 07/19/01 Thu He grins... -- Calen, 13:58:54 07/20/01 Fri _-'-_ -- Faith, 14:47:32 07/21/01 Sat :Stallion whickers...: -- Sir Calen, 12:16:55 07/22/01 Sun _-'-_ -- Faith, 05:50:28 07/23/01 Mon He reaches a hand out... -- Calen, 12:45:30 07/23/01 Mon _-'-_ -- Faith, 06:37:38 07/26/01 Thu About to reply, he turns to spot the mare entering, bruised and beaten. Concern writ in handsome features, he glances back to Faith. "I - would you excuse me for a moment? Just - that mare...Hang on." Jogging slowly down the aisle, he approaches her... (NT) -- Calen, 20:30:17 07/26/01 Thu

Subject: The young girl of no more then ten slips in...
Author: Annabelle Classant [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 17:36:46 07/22/01 Sun Slipping along the corridor the young girl smiles, reaching up to pat the few noses that hang over the stall doors. Reaching one where a small colt she stands on tip-toes and coos softly as the colt dashes behind it's mother. A soft laugh is given as she continues. Glancing up she easily finds the haylft. Climbs the ladder and flops down in a secluded corner. Drifts off into a peacful slumber, sunlight pouring through the cracks to dance upon her lightly tanned face. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]
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OOC:i was so hopeful! cries corrections....'Reaching one where a small colt PLAYS' haylft=hayloft irritated sigh (NT) -- the not so perfect Alysha, 06:58:02 07/23/01 Mon

Subject: * A young brunette moves swiftly through the stable doors*
Author: Hope McRiley [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 13:07:25 07/08/01 Sun Her emerald colored attire has been drenched by the downpour of rain just outside the open stable doors. Two horses, one a tall black Fresian stallion, the other a dainty arab mare, follow on chain leads. A piece of tapestry lays across the dainty mare's back, gently laced to her with fine threaded fastens. Jewels are twined into the fabric, glinting with the warm glowing light of the area. The halters are made of fine leather studed with clasps and decorite pieces of silver. Two sterling silver chains aid the girl to controling her steeds, as she leads them to two empty stalls near the back of the stables. She takes the fine tack and places it into a finely crafted wooden box outside the door to the two stalls, then she sits upon the box, eyes darting over the stable. She brushes back her long, drenched brunette hair and pulls out her silver flute, playing a soft sad tune to her horses, lulling them into a calmer state, and drowning out the sounds of the thunder, so frightening to many a fine steed. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]
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* She stops the music and exits back to the Tor* (NT) -- Hope, 05:40:32 07/17/01 Tue

Subject: The girl srokes her horses neck before rising to her feet.
Author: Katherine [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 21:50:51 07/16/01 Mon Being careful not to desturb her, she she holds her head so she can get up and carefully places it on the straw. Walking out of the stall and latching it, she begins to give hay to the horses. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

Subject: Her wounds somewhat healed, the mare circled the confined stall uncertainly.... The young colt, alarmed by his mothers restless circling, backed into the corner of the stall and watched her carefully.
Author: Mandisa & Nassor [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 15:23:13 06/25/01 Mon The mare tossed her head and quickened her pace, then reared up and crashed to the floor in an instant... The wounds on her back legs and chest reopened and she knocked her head on the ceiling... She landed with a sickening thud and didn't dare move a muscle... Instead, she nickered softly and laid still. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]
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The colt, scared and confused, approached his fallen mother cautiously, then laid tenderly at her chest, laying his tiny head across her neck and nickering softly to her.... The mare tapped into what little energy she had to lift her head and nose the colt's shoulder before she let her head fall back to the ground, giving one more nicker to him... She hadn't the energy to get up or move, and the blood pooled around her... (NT) -- Mandisa and Nassor, 18:02:38 07/03/01 Tue

Subject: Rushes in...
Author: Jessalynn McFaron [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 18:16:13 06/28/01 Thu Ignoring all except her brother. She grabs her tack and as she passes him she hisses in her ear "Tallon!" She tacks up her chesnut mare and leads her out of the stall, waiting for Jonathan. A nervous air settles over them. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]
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Nods... -- Jonathan McFaron, 15:23:38 07/02/01 Mon

Subject: The young girl rushes in, looking for her beloved mare.
Author: Katherine [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 19:21:32 05/23/01 Wed Tears stream down her face of the thought of losing Storm. Storm. Storm. Where are you? [ Post a Reply to This Message ]
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Hearing her all-too-beloved owner's voice, the mare turned and galloped toward her voice, turned the corner sharply and slid to a halt a few feet in front of Katherine. She nickered and rubbed her forehead on Katherine's shoulder... (NT) -- Storm, 13:43:46 05/24/01 Thu She flings her arms around the mare's neck and cry's into her main. -- Katherine, 17:12:00 05/24/01 Thu She nickers affectionately and relishes in the attention (NT) -- Storm, 13:55:07 05/25/01 Fri Wiping her tears, she kisses the mare on the nose and leads her over to a new stall. -- Katherine, 19:48:00 05/26/01 Sat She nickers contentedly and drifts into a light sleep as the brushes massage her body... She dreams of other horses. Of colts and fillies, of stallions and mares, of young and old... She dreamed of a young foal following a mare looking much like herself around a beautiful pasture, much like the one here at Tor... (NT) -- Storm, 17:12:03 05/28/01 Mon She finishes brushing her and then gets her food. -- Katherine, 22:35:29 06/01/01 Fri She first plunges her nose into her grain, took a few bites, then plunged her nose into her water bucket.... After a few draughts of water, she picked her nose out of the water and leaned over to deliver a dripping wet muzzle to Katherine. She nosed her shoulder a few times, then returned to her feed and water, nickering contendedly and in appreciation of Katherine's singing... (NT) -- Storm, 10:14:50 06/02/01 Sat She laughs as she hides from the dripping water as best as she can. -- Katherin, 00:02:08 06/03/01 Sun Finally losing interest in the food and water, the mare lazily lowered herself to sprawl out on the stall floor, whuffing her contentedness. Her eyes half-closed, she dozed lazily and gave a happy nicker to Katherine (NT) -- Storm, 15:29:43 06/25/01 Mon

Subject: ~#~
Author: Anthony [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 19:31:29 06/20/01 Wed ~#~ Entering the stables, the young boy immediatly starts on the task of caring for the silver coated pony. Exchanging the bridle for a halter, he securely ties the mare to a nearby post. Glancing about, he soon spots a body brush and begins running it over the equine's sleek coat, purposely taking his time at the task. ~#~ [ Post a Reply to This Message ]
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~#~ -- Anthony, 15:18:14 06/24/01 Sun

Subject: The tall knight strides in.....

Author:
Jonathan McFaron
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Date Posted: 18:35:45 06/23/01 Sat

Leading a prancing black stallion and placid looking chesnut mare. Puts them each into speerate stalls and attends to their needs. Finished he sits on a hay bale and slips a small figurine and knife from his pocket and begins whiddling on the small form of a bird. He works on every detail, careful not to forget a single feather. Finaly finished he holds the form of a small eagle up to look it over. Smiles slightly at his handywork and puts it back in his pocket, planning to give it to his sister, Jessalynn, later. Placing elbows on his knees his dark blue gaze sweeps the stables.

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Subject: Aideen walks in quickly...
Author: Aideen Fa'Leutet [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 17:12:23 06/14/01 Thu Her emerald dress is held by her delicate hands as she walks into the area... her honey eyes bright like a child... "O'Shannon?" She calls for her assistant... "Where have you stalled Persephone?" The man looks up and motions to a stall nearby... and he talks with a horrid irish accent through his nearly white mustache... "She be over ther'... ank'shious she is, been pinned up all night..." Aideen walks over to the stall... "I see she's ready to ride... " She reaches out a hand to touch the petite horse's nose... "Hello Love..." Opening the stall she reaches for the horse's reigns and leads her out... she stands outside the stables waiting for Farazah... [ Post a Reply to This Message ]
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Quickly she tacks her mare up... -- Farazah, 16:18:31 06/15/01 Fri She smiles and mounts her horse... -- Aideen Fa'Leutet, 10:31:57 06/16/01 Sat She smiles and nods... -- Farazah, 18:51:01 06/16/01 Sat She grins and turns Persey toward the road... -- Aideen Fa'Leutet, 14:37:38 06/17/01 Sun She quickly follows.. -- Farazah, 17:19:43 06/17/01 Sun She kicks Persephone's side... -- Aideen, 07:07:34 06/18/01 Mon She laughs... -- Farazah, 17:59:53 06/18/01 Mon

Subject: ...
Author: Anthony [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 19:41:37 06/08/01 Fri ~#~ Grey hued eyes flashing as the young boy steps tentively into the aisle, his gaze sweeps across the large expanse of stalls. Sending a fleeting glance over his shoulder, a sigh heaves from his chest as he does not spot the young princess, Chloe, following. ~#~ ~#~ Murmering something to himself, he rolls his eyes and chuckles softly under his breath. Slowly strolling down the aisle, he pauses several times to give a light rub on the muzzle to the many equines that pop their heads out in hopes of attention. ~#~ [ Post a Reply to This Message ]
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The young princess walks in.... -- Chloe and Libertad'sEnchanto, 20:19:09 06/08/01 Fri ... -- Anthony, 20:29:55 06/08/01 Fri The unicorn shifts her weight, still uncomfortable around so many humans... -- Libre, 08:54:02 06/09/01 Sat ....... -- Anthony, 09:17:37 06/09/01 Sat The girl gasps when she sees the unicorn. -- Chloe, 09:54:28 06/09/01 Sat The unicorn smiled gently... -- Libre, 17:47:43 06/14/01 Thu ..... -- Anthony, 12:05:40 06/17/01 Sun The unicorn nods. -- Libre/Chloe, 12:26:53 06/17/01 Sun ..... -- Anthony, 15:37:58 06/17/01 Sun Libre moves into a smooth canter... -- Libre, 15:42:52 06/17/01 Sun

Subject: *A tall woman with red/gold hair leads in a Friesian stallion named Harvest Moon.*

Author:
Lady Aspasia
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Date Posted: 09:48:47 06/17/01 Sun

*Aspasia surveys the familiar stable with glowing hazel eyes as she cross ties Harvest Moon.*"Horus my love, your going to have to sit somewhere else, you certainly can't sit on my wrist while I work!"*She says, placing a very ruffled white falcon on a convenient perch nearby. She then proceeds to untack the stallion, and then rubs him down. Aspasia hails a groom and he leads Harvest Moon to his appointed stall, feed awaiting the hungry horse. Smiling as she walks into the stall, Aspasia gives her friend a kiss, promising to come for another ride soon. She then picks up an affronted Horus and goes out of the stables, her black boots clicking on the cobblestones.*

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Subject: Nervous....
Author: Beauty's Last Quest [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 16:32:32 06/09/01 Sat The sound of humans outside the stall makes her nervous. Lobes flick and majestic visage raises to peer over the high walls for the top door had been closed as well, in an atempt to keep her calm. Snorts and again paces, ignoring her master. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]
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Slips out... -- Lord George Van Doosen, 16:08:09 06/11/01 Mon

Subject: she entered the stable silently and peered carefully around the corner, seeing the man and the mare...
Author: Lady Cassidy [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 19:52:10 06/07/01 Thu Hmm. He seems to be very nice, actually. The mare trusts him, so he musn't mean her any harm. Cursed compassion for living creatures! she watched the man and the beautiful mare a short time longer, then turned to leave [ Post a Reply to This Message ]
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Stiffens slightly.... -- Lord Goerge Van Doosen, 13:18:36 06/08/01 Fri

Subject: she rides up on Minx, smiling though there are tears shining in her eyes and rolling down her cheeks as she dismounts and untacks the mare and puts her in her old stall, she looks around the stable and sighs knowing that no one will remember her
Author: Bri [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 14:21:28 05/24/01 Thu [ Post a Reply to This Message ]
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^Called by some unkown force, the unicorn stallion moves into the shadows...^ -- Silhouette, 15:07:10 05/26/01 Sat tears roll down her cheeks as she hugs him tightly Boy.. everyone's gone... (NT) -- Bri, 00:02:25 06/07/01 Thu A young unicorn mare appears... -- Golden Star, 15:23:48 06/07/01 Thu (LoL, I'm offically chaning her name...It's now Libertad's Enchanto...) (NT) -- Golden Star/Libertad's Enchanto, 16:28:20 06/07/01 Thu ^---inside---^ -- Silhouette, 18:55:55 06/07/01 Thu

Subject: Shouts are heard...
Author: Beauty's Last Quest [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 13:43:00 06/07/01 Thu From just outside the stables. An ebon femme bucks and rears wildly, eyes role in rage. Several men hang onto the ropes and half drag her in. When they finaly get her into a stall they leave the ropes on and walk off, grumbling most saying "Van Doosen better pay us good." The mare whinneys loudly and circles the stall until there is a path. Snorts and half rears but quickly comes down. Nares are dilated to full extent and sleek pelt quivers as she continues circling. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]
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Enters... -- Lord Goerge Van Doosen, 17:11:22 06/07/01 Thu ~~~~~~> -- Beauty's Last Quest, 17:12:48 06/07/01 Thu

Subject: ~*~A large chestnut arabian is led into the stable by a servent, the horse follows with a wearyness due to malnutrition~*~

Author:
Maliki
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Date Posted: 14:16:31 06/01/01 Fri

~*~The animal bears perfection in the area of conformation and simply needs more fat on her, at the touch of a hand to her barrel you can clearly count the ribs beneith the shabby pelt, she bears only a delecate bridle about her head, no trace that a saddle was ever used about her, the horse pays no mind to it's feed, head hanging out the stall door, soft brown eyes set on the door awaiting the accompinyment of Myst, or at least the reassurance of her hand~*~

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Subject: She looked at the Egyptian apparition and, still a little distrustful, flicked her ears back and forth and nickered... The young colt popped his head around his mother's shoulder and looked curiously at the woman...
Author: Mandisa & Nassor [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 13:41:25 05/24/01 Thu [ Post a Reply to This Message ]
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She smiled softly... -- Tahirah, 14:36:14 05/25/01 Fri The mare flinched at the first outstretch of her hand, but then accepted the sugar quickly. Nassor sniffed the sugar and her hand, then gobbled up the sweet granules of sugar (NT) -- Mandisa and Nassor, 17:09:29 05/28/01 Mon

Subject: a lean, muscular mare, with a foal at her side, canters into the stable, fear in her wild eyes.
Author: Unnamed Mare and foal... [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 16:32:48 05/12/01 Sat A jagged slash down her side bleeds profusely and her chest was raw and pulsing blood. An ugly wound marrs her beautiful face and she looks defeated and worn. Her foal never faultered in following her, and he looked unharmed, but frightened. Together, they dash into a vacant stall and the mare stands protectively in front of the foal, who is hiding in the corner. The mare's sides heave in exhaustion and she struggles to remain standing... [ Post a Reply to This Message ]
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*At last, the exhaustion too much, the mare fell to her knees, then collapsed on her side. She whinnied pitifully, praying someone would hear her plea. Help me...* Her foal watched in confusion and layed down beside her, strecthing his arabian head across her slender neck, resting it atop her sculpted, wounded shoulder...** (NT) -- Unnamed Mare and Foal, 11:50:19 05/15/01 Tue The egyptian beauty approaches the stable and hears the pitiful whinny... -- High Priestess Tahirah, 12:45:42 05/16/01 Wed Because of her total exhaustion, the mare couldn't fight this creature she has always feared... People had worked her own mother to death and left her, a tiny foal, to fend for herself... But for her foals sake, she must heal, so she mustered any strength she had left and rose shakily to her weakened feet, nickering uncertainly... The foal stood closely by his mother's side (NT) -- Unnamed Mare and Foal, 16:20:57 05/18/01 Fri She smiled... -- High Priestess Tahirah, 17:21:25 05/20/01 Sun She eyed the mash suspiciously and smelled it with her well-trained nose. No poison or trickery had passed her defenses yet, and she detected nothing ill in the food, so she plunged her nose in and devoured it hungrily while her foal suckled at her side... (NT) -- Unnamed Mare and Foal, 17:44:36 05/20/01 Sun She talked in Egyptian, her words flowing eloquently.. ((Translation: Beautiful free spirit, how could anyone do this to you..)) (NT) -- High Priestess Tahirah, 15:52:29 05/21/01 Mon she nickered in a simple reply, polishing off the mash and bringing her weak head up to study the Egyptian woman, staring at her with exquisite black eyes.... (NT) -- U M & F, 17:38:36 05/21/01 Mon She smiles and reaches out a hand to the mare,"You need a name, as does your son..." She thought for a moment, "You shall be called Mandisa for you are truly sweet. And your colt...Nassor, meaning victor for he shall be victorious in his life.." She ceased her speach,"Does your names please you?" (NT) -- Tahirah, 18:47:29 05/23/01 Wed

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Author: Lord Bowdyn [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 15:34:14 05/19/01 Sat His quick strides carry him out from the rain and into the stables, the scent of hay and horse immediatly reaching his nostrils. The dripping wet black is eager to enter a stall, his large hooves echoing upon the cobblestone way. Reaching for the stallions chest, he feels no warmth. Filling a trough with luke warm water, and tossing a small flake of hay on the ground by his feet, the knight then shuts the door curtly. Wincing at the hoofprint where his steed had leaped on him once he'd been untied. Careful not to show his pain he swallowed and turned to Mabellina. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]
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She watches him lead the large ebon in, nodding. "Wonderful confirmation, I must say. Gorgeous." She reaches a hand out, rubbing the steed's neck before turning back to Victor. "Is your foot all right? I know how that feels." She grins, yes darting to his foot. (NT) -- Mabellina, 15:37:23 05/19/01 Sat "Fine, I feel nothing at all, the chill of the wind and wet has seeped through the leather, causing it to go numb." He explains and waves his hand about, before letting a deep hearty chuckle escape, directed at himself. (NT) -- Lord Bowdyn, 15:39:06 05/19/01 Sat She smiles. "'Tis fortunate. We couldn't have you hurt, or the barracks would by full of the infirm." She smiles, guesturing to the sounds of the snoring stablehand. "Up there is the loft." (NT) -- Mabellina, 15:41:39 05/19/01 Sat He grins playfully, remembering the prime hiding space from his younger years. "Many an unfortunate girl..." he stops sharply and allows himself to lighten up and laugh. "Nevermind." (NT) -- Lord Bowdyn, 15:50:08 05/19/01 Sat She arches an eyebrow, a smile on her peach lips. "'Many an unfortunate girl?' - do tell. You seem to have sparked my intrigue. What mischief have you wreaked in earlier years?" She gave a light laugh, glancing down the aisle where Celtic was stabled. (NT) -- Mabellina, 15:53:59 05/19/01 Sat "Let us just leave it at..." he hesitates and rubs his chin a bit, then his cheek, now covered in stubble. "Well, it is where I have developed my callased cheeks from." He thinks back to if that makes sense, then decides it would be better if it did not. (NT) -- Lord Bowdyn, 15:58:29 05/19/01 Sat She nods, not wanting to press him. The words confused her slightly, but she didn't show it. Instead she played with a strand of fiery-red hair, eyes wandering back towards the door. "If you wish we might seek an audience with the King - though he is busy of late and might not have time." ((U know about Jen...Internet probs...)) (NT) -- Mabellina, 16:00:38 05/19/01 Sat He thinks for a moment, knowing it best that he should, but wishing to disguard the thought. "Not now, perhaps tomorrow, that way I am sure he shall be here!" One edge of his lip curls as he laughs at the success in his words. "Let one more thing slip, the callasses? They would be from the hands of young maidens." He knows he said to much, but if he wished to battle along side her, he must feel comfortable. (NT) -- Lord Bowdyn, 16:05:32 05/19/01 Sat She grinned. "Used to abuse from us women, I see. What a urchin you must have been." She laughed, then spoke again. Then unless you wish to visit the servant's chambers or the kitchens, perhaps Hogwen is our next destination. Though, if you wish, we might wait until the rain slows and your horse settles." She smiles... (NT) -- Mabellina, 16:09:57 05/19/01 Sat He looks thoughtfully at her and let a heavy sigh escape him. "Tis True I am afraid." He grins playfully, unable to imagine her at war. "So you are a lady-knight? Tell me if you will, how did you become involved in this?" He avoids the direct question of where to go. (NT) -- Lord Bowdyn, 16:13:22 05/19/01 Sat She sighs, trusting herself and this fellow knight to reveal her 'story'. (inside) -- Mabellina, 16:18:52 05/19/01 Sat "I see certain flaws in your story." He looks at her with a sly glance. He reaches up to touch her hair, then with little hesitance her face. "Who could mistake you for a boy? I find it hard to imagine all this beauty has just recently appeared." (NT) -- Lord Bowdyn, 16:21:46 05/19/01 Sat She can't hide her blush, but tries to look down. She finds herself looking back up at him, eyes sparkling. "Twas hard and I was ridiculed by the other paiges." She smiled wryly, trying to hide her embarrassment. (NT) -- Mabellina, 16:24:46 05/19/01 Sat He smiles sympathetically. Not letting his gaze wander from her eyes, even as she looks away. "Who knew someday, not only would then stand you no chance at war, but they are liable to be turned down by you romantically as well." He grins, he had no lines on this subject manner and was trying to go along with it. Her pulls hand away sharply and shoves it in his pocket, feeling a bit self-concious now. (NT) -- Lord Bowdyn, 16:29:03 05/19/01 Sat She too feels self-conscious, but her gaze doesn't waver. "Possibly, but I have yet to meet them again. And turning down any romantically is not something I am well-versed in..." She doesn't mention her past life in this area, but remembers the two who left abruptly... (NT) -- Mabellina, 16:31:22 05/19/01 Sat "Surely you jest." He looks at her disbelieving, there is no fiance? No lord lucky enough to have you within his grasp?" He looks at her rather thrown back. "I'm sorry, I do not believe it." He is sure that he is intruding, but hopes she is to having fun. (NT) -- Lord Bowdyn, 16:50:39 05/19/01 Sat She blushes, eyes still downcast. "I am not jesting. And I am not lucky enough to have a fiance. Not at present, mind you." She gives a luke-warm grin, upturning expressive eyes back to Victor. "Several times I have been...well...left behind."... (NT) -- Mabellina, 19:28:39 05/19/01 Sat He reaches for her shoulder and tightens his grip. His expression full of sorrow stares after her. "Well, let's not talk about that, shall we? Only good times ahead, as I've met my first friend in this fine new kingdom." He runs his hands through his black curls, his hand shaking slightly. (NT) -- Lord Bowdyn, 19:31:48 05/19/01 Sat She nods, not really trusting herself to speak at the moment. She wasn't going to cry - tears wouldn't help and she felt she really had no use for them. Straightening, she feels his arm on her shoulder for the first time. "I thank you for that...And yes, I seem to have made another friend." She dons a smile, glancing at the now-quiet sky. "'Tis over, the storm. Might I suggest a ride, or do you wish it not?" (NT) -- Mabellina, 13:24:58 05/21/01 Mon "It sounds lovely Milady. Shall I meet you out front?" He tilts his eyes downward so he could stare into hers more easily. "Althought, I am more keen on the rain streaked skys upon our backs as we ride, but I suppose that is the attitude of any man with a boys spirit." (NT) -- Lord Bowdyn, 14:41:02 05/22/01 Tue Verdant green eyes seem to twinkle, a slightly sly look in them. "Aye, I love a good ride. Perhaps it will indulge our tastes later." She tilted her head to the side, as if searching his eyes. "'Tis good to remain partly child, Milord. yes, I shall meet you out front." She turned, jogging down the aisle to where Celtic was stabled...[inside for anyone who cares...lol] -- Mabellina, 15:59:54 05/22/01 Tue

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Author:
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Date Posted: 18:35:34 05/18/01 Fri

The stable hand lead in the large Andalusian slowly, patting the animal's white head in a reassuring fashion. Thunder sounds outside, and the horse throws his head in fear. Cooing gently, the boy brings the white-and-dappled steed to a far stall, separated from the callings of the others.

:The horse snorts, tossing his savage-looking head in annoyance and fright. White mane spills over a muscular neck, and a shoed hoof scraped along the hardened floor angrily. The spirited stallion is led into a well-stocked stall, and immediately plunges his nose into the cool water given to him. Dark brown eyes gaze about as his finely-shaped pallet rises, taking in the sights and sounds. Nostrils flare delicately, and he snorts at the scent of the mares.:

The stable hand leaves, padding quietly back into his perch in the hayloft, awaiting further instructions...

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Subject: the filly trumpeted for attention, sending a loud whinny down the aisle....
Author: Storm [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 16:26:24 05/12/01 Sat She greatly missed Katherine and is dying for attention and fun! She also, feeling very unusual, wants to be let out with other horses [ Post a Reply to This Message ]
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With amazing force, the mare kicked the stall door. A splintering of wood scatters into the stall and the aisle and the door is split in two, barely still together. The mare turns, rears, and lashes out with her front hooves, finishing off the door. She sustained some cuts from the splintered wood, but charged out of the stall and into the aisle. Assessing her surroundings, she trotted down the aisle, looking for a playmate... (NT) -- Storm, 11:53:15 05/15/01 Tue

Subject: A servant walks in, leading a dark mare and a chestnut horse..

Author:
Servant and Ramla
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Date Posted: 18:31:25 05/13/01 Sun

He ties the chestnut arabian to a post and then leads the other, obviously higher quality, into a stall. He speaks a few words in Egyptian and then closes the door and leads out his mount, mounting and then going back to his home..

The beautiful mare watches the area for a moment before laying down and falling asleep, weary from her long journey.

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Subject: -The scuffing of small feet gets closer and closer to the entrance-
Author: -Neville Eiland- [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 18:19:20 04/13/01 Fri -Slipping into one of the farther stalls leaving the door open just a crack. Slipping into the back corner of the stall feeling back at home in the shabbiness of the stall. He hadn't cleaned it in ages and he was being terribly negiligent of his pony. "Aye, Prince..." The pony scurries over to be beside Neville and drops his muzzle in his lap, his typical bratty personality evaporated upon seeing his owner looking troubled. "Girls." That's all he can think to say. "So mean." Stroking the pony he quickly kneals down to lay beside him. So his furry head lies in his lap. "Good boy..." [ Post a Reply to This Message ]
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She slips in silently, eyes glancing around -- Icera, 18:29:05 04/13/01 Fri Hears footsteps and stands up slowly... -- -Neville Eiland-, 18:33:16 04/13/01 Fri ~~~> -- Icera, 18:39:59 04/13/01 Fri* The pony lifts his head and grunts... -- -Neville Eiland-, 18:43:01 04/13/01 Fri She nods and moves over to the door, shutting it and securing one of the latches -- Icera, 18:51:17 04/13/01 Fri His emerald eyes for once don't avoid her stare. -- -Neville Eiland-, 18:55:55 04/13/01 Fri ~~~> -- Icera, 19:03:37 04/13/01 Fri* ------> -- -Neville Eiland-, 19:07:37 04/13/01 Fri ~~~> -- Icera, 19:12:02 04/13/01 Fri* ------> -- -Neville Eiland-, 19:15:22 04/13/01 Fri ~~~> -- Icera, 19:26:08 04/13/01 Fri* ------> -- -Neville Eiland-, 19:32:19 04/13/01 Fri ~~~> -- Icera, 19:39:08 04/13/01 Fri* ------> -- -Neville Eiland-, 19:45:40 04/13/01 Fri ~~~> -- Icera, 19:53:26 04/13/01 Fri* ------> -- -Neville Eiland-, 19:57:40 04/13/01 Fri ~~~> -- Icera, 20:01:57 04/13/01 Fri* ------> -- -Neville Eiland-, 20:05:44 04/13/01 Fri ~~~> -- Icera, 20:10:22 04/13/01 Fri* ------> -- -Neville Eiland-, 20:14:21 04/13/01 Fri ~~~> -- Icera, 20:17:48 04/13/01 Fri* ------> -- -Neville Eiland-, 20:21:52 04/13/01 Fri ~~~> -- Icera, 20:27:02 04/13/01 Fri* ------> -- -Neville Eiland-, 20:33:23 04/13/01 Fri ~~~> -- Icera, 20:39:55 04/13/01 Fri* ------> -- -Neville Eiland-, 17:13:00 04/14/01 Sat ~~~> -- Icera, 18:37:03 04/14/01 Sat* ------> -- -Neville Eiland-, 18:48:05 04/14/01 Sat ~~~> -- Icera, 18:52:22 04/14/01 Sat* ------> -- -Neville Eiland-, 18:56:04 04/14/01 Sat ~~~> -- Icera, 19:07:01 04/14/01 Sat* ------> -- -Neville Eiland-, 19:13:19 04/14/01 Sat ~~~> -- Icera, 19:18:20 04/14/01 Sat* ------> -- -Neville Eiland-, 19:23:41 04/14/01 Sat ~~~> -- Icera, 19:27:29 04/14/01 Sat* ------> -- -Neville Eiland-, 19:29:34 04/14/01 Sat ~~~> -- Icera, 19:32:16 04/14/01 Sat* ------> -- -Neville Eiland-, 19:40:21 04/14/01 Sat ~~~> -- Icera, 14:15:44 04/16/01 Mon* .......... -- Neville, 14:38:58 04/16/01 Mon ~~~> -- Icera, 14:47:11 04/16/01 Mon* .......... -- -Neville Eiland-, 15:12:24 04/16/01 Mon ~~~> -- Icera, 15:37:54 04/16/01 Mon* .......... -- -Neville Eiland-, 15:52:14 04/16/01 Mon ~~~> -- Icera, 18:34:18 04/17/01 Tue* Re: ~~~> -- Neville, 18:41:08 04/17/01 Tue*

Subject: The red tartaned skirted woman walks quickly in and gathers up Acarsaid. She brushes him, patting dry his wounds from his fight and then tacks him. She gallops away to the ball, her Claymore at her side.
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