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Subject: *choke*

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Date Posted: 18:28:04 03/11/01 Sun

Clinging onto a semi-large hunk of driftwood, a rather drenched, sopping-wet faery is washed ashore, laying prostrate. Whether or not she is consence(can't spell right now) is quite up in the air. Her long, ringlet-ed blonde hair clings to her motionless body. As do her likewise-wet mauve-and-blue (slightly tattered) wings. The prevailing theme in her clothing, rather oddly, are black and white stripes. Though she does have a slit (also tattered) blue skirt on, and both her bodice and sleaves are trimmed with blue.

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After a few moments off just lying there, she starts to cough, spitting up salty sea-water. Slowly, she pushes herself up with her arms.

"No-good...*cough*...lousy...*sputter*...cheating, flithy...*choke*...userer human trash!"

She forces herself into a sitting-kneeling position, shaking herself. She takes long, ragged breaths.

"I'm...*breathe*...going to kill that bastard."

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