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Date Posted: 20:59:50 01/27/02 Sun
Author: S'sha and Kylith
Subject: >,<
In reply to: T'ren~Jeneth :: Namal 's message, "~*~" on 19:41:24 01/27/02 Sun

*The queen seems amused. I knew a one-armed rider once. But he was never Weyrleader with S'sha. S'sha scowls thoughtfully again, drumming her fingers on the table. "Although, Igen happens to be the most populated, and busiest, Weyr," she mentions with more than a touch of pride. "All riders aren't fighters? By the Egg if I ever met such a coward-" she trails off into a mumble of other insults and threats. With a laugh to T'ren's wit, she grins. "I eat when I'm hungry. I'm just only hungry once or twice every week," she exaggerates, as though she were a dragon with such an appetite. "Answer?" She blinks, taking the note, and reading it. At once, her brows knit together and she looks ready to kill, eyes flashing deadly grey. Stressing each word in a low, stony tone, she speaks. "If a former Igen rider is with the renegades, I swear on Kylith's egg I'll have his hide myself." Clenching her free fist, she presses the note into the polished wood table, staring at the scrawled writing. Kylith, who is this Z'yith? Her queen sounds puzzled. Rider of brown Aosuth. One of mine, I believe. Impressed very young, one of the last. S'sha glares daggers at the note, nails digging into her palm. Where's K'u when you need a punching bag, she mutters to Kylith.*

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Tyrre interjects "My lady..." ((see the above post)) she bows low to her friend and capitan (NT) -- Ty and Hanarth// Bolt & Crank, 21:05:38 01/27/02 Sun
- >.< -- S'sha, 17:01:58 01/28/02 Mon
  - ~*~ -- T'ren~Jeneth, 17:28:33 01/28/02 Mon
    - >.< -- S'sha and Kylith, 19:34:09 01/28/02 Mon
      - ~*~ -- T'ren~Jeneth :: Eir, 21:08:38 01/28/02 Mon
        >,< -- S'sha and Kylith, 17:19:46 01/29/02 Tue
        ~*~ -- T'ren~Jeneth :: Namak, 21:50:04 01/29/02 Tue
        ((I'M SO SOORYY!! MY PHONE LINE IS GONE!! FOR NO REASON!! PLEASE FORGIVE ME)) -- Tyrre, 07:26:21 01/30/02 Wed
{*blinks* Say what?} (NT) -- Lara, 00:37:02 01/28/02 Mon