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Date Posted: 18:50:29 03/22/03 Sat
Author: Atumi
Subject: Tsk tsk. Someone didn't obey me. DIE.
In reply to: Atumi 's message, "Back again for another day of pain, eh?" on 19:57:22 02/07/03 Fri

Atumi bobs his head at Arukit, a small grin showing his approval in a non-threatening way. Numi's reply earns the same reaction, and the black subtly expands his senses to see if Phoemrut and Akar are doing as asked. The first channel carved through the mind-fields is from Numi, reaching out but apparently not reaching Arukit. Atumi's former disapproval of the newcomer vanishes at her initiative and he gives her a second nod, a knowing glint in his teal eyes of her attempt. She failed, but she did try. As his senses expand farther, the lack of communication between the two handicapped blacks is evident and his pointed ears flatten immediately. Right before he can speak, Raydiehl and Durorger make their belated arrival.

Ears still flattened, Atumi actually makes an effort not to turn an annoyed gaze on the younger black. "You may join," he half-growls in a surprisingly smooth tenor. Durorger's departure is acknowledged with a brisk glance before Atumi turns to the problem of discipline. The telepathy passing between siblings elicits a small grin, and as the black turns his frame to face his errant students, he tosses over his shoulder, "I am glad to see you know telepathy, Raydiehl. I will not need to repeat the lesson a third time."

Teal eyes shining with inner lightning lock onto Phoemrut and Akar, ears still flattened. In an icy, low tone, the black speaks. "I asked that you two practice dialogue. Reaching out and making the connection with someone that you do not know intimately is not easy, especially for a beginning." Somehow, his smooth voice seems to grind its words into the other two's skulls. "I would like to know why you have not done so, when you have had ample time to link. Neither of you have even to connect." Muzzle pulled back to reveal his teeth in a close-jawed row of ivory, a sort of Koratian frown-snarl, Atumi waits for the excuses that had better be good to start flowing from Phoemrut and Akar. Though he respects the older of the two, no holds are barred when one disobeys the hot-headed black.

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Eeeeee! *hides* -- Numi, 19:02:42 03/22/03 Sat
- Noo! No death! -- Raydiehl, 20:50:31 03/22/03 Sat
  - Hrm... I like life. Life is good. -- Akar, 22:24:01 03/22/03 Sat
    - If you must kill, kill Voy or Topcities. Spare the Korats!! -- Phoemrut, 12:11:23 03/31/03 Mon
Gosh, I was wondering where my temper had got to -- Arukit, 20:24:35 03/25/03 Tue
Silence can be deadly. -- Tasiri, 20:14:59 04/12/03 Sat