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Date Posted: 09:36:53 06/20/02 Thu
Author: Redwood
Subject: Iiii've got a lovely bunch of coconuts...
In reply to: Taio 's message, "Warning" on 08:23:22 06/13/02 Thu

The Korat, once she finishes her small strip of flesh, also sets to grooming the scarlet tinge from her deep red fur. About halfway through, Taio approaches, and she raises her head to regard the Dracai, ears up to listen. (She tends to be in better moods right after she eats. Now, if he'd done this before she was full, she might've torn his head off.) "An Olashi crashed?" she mutters, looking decidedly startled. She glances over to her hunting companion and says, for her sake, "Olashi are excellent pilots and I've never heard of one... crashing." Her ears flatten and tailblade shifts its bloody position in the dirt. Some part of her brain reminds her of several large booms in the direction of the Expanse that she'd heard whilst hunting -- she'd ignored them; at that time hunting was far more pressing. "More ships have crashed, indeed," and she gnaws the information like a bone.

Abruptly, she pushes her bulk upright, half-groomed with her lower legs, lower tail, and muzzle still coated in blood, a little dirt, and a few grass blades. She snorts, glancing at herself. "I'll clean on the way. Come on, TFD." A wicked sparkle in those blue eyes, "Or don't you want to earn a rank?" Redwood takes a look at Taio, and nods. "If you'd like to come, feel free." With that, she sets off at an easy trot, seeing no reason to hurry if a Guardian is there. Her mind muses over the name, Jymae, but finds no recognition. Not one of the usual check-ins... and if they got shot down in-system... the red growls quietly to herself. If someone's harassing Terole again, she'll tear out their heart herself.

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deedlie-dee -dee... -- The Five Deaths, 12:06:31 06/21/02 Fri
- There they are a-standing in the road... -- Redwood, 08:50:52 06/27/02 Thu
  - Big ones, small ones, some as big as your head... -- TFD, 13:52:21 06/28/02 Fri