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Date Posted: 20:43:30 02/18/04 Wed
Author: Catastrafy
Subject: =*Bloody The Fallen Sun*=
In reply to: Tarquin 's message, "< The Night's Sapphire Lover >" on 11:43:50 02/18/04 Wed

=*Her grin was small, feline in nature, and devilish, as she heard his fancy.*=

I see no reason why he wouldn't allow you to stay, Tarquin. Since--

=*Her speaking abruptly haulted as the clanking of talons over the wickedly alluring ruby of the fatale's scales, tickled the harsh air. Sand was constantly finding a way into those sensitive crevices between the armor's borders, and it was starting to annoy the hell outta her. Satiated with her quick work, her ocules flashed back to him, their centers holding a peculiar green, but only momentarily. It was the evidence of a potency within her. Yet, potent as the intoxicating substance was, it could not subdue the intensity of the fiendish, fiery golden that truly thrive there.*=

Uh, sorry....what was I--oh. Since Rage is on what I'd call a sabbatical, I give you permission to stay here. This place could use someone like you, and besides...I'm enjoying your company. Few dragons remain in this day, that can truly hold a conversation.

=*Words were honest as her proportionate weight was balanced upon her thick haunches. Ness looked on, glare heinous, but her own and becoming as always.*=


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