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Date Posted: 20:09:51 02/05/02 Tue
Author: S'sha and Kylith
Subject: >,<
In reply to: T'ren~Jeneth 's message, "~*~" on 00:48:57 02/03/02 Sun

*Spotting Setan, she sighs and scoops the bronze up, drawing an annoyed mutter from Kylith. Cradling the flit in her arms, she absently strokes his hide before glancing up. "Just a few days, that's all I ask," and she nods thankfully. Arching an eyebrow, S'sha grins impishly. "They're Igen Holders, dear, of course they love us." Sensing a conspiracy, the goldrider eyes her weyrmate, and then sends a piercing glance to where her queen rests comfortably. "Sneak," she mutters, laughing, before she nods. "Alright, I'll go. You check those charts thoroughly, you hear me?" Standing, she stretches easily, muscles flexing under her tanned skin. Tilting her head thoughtfully, she regards T'ren. I can count on him, can't I, she murmurs to Kylith, as though surprised. Yes, dear rider, you can. Now let's go fetch the poor Holders. With a devil-may-care laugh, the Weyrlady winks at her Weyrleader and strides jauntily to her dragon. "Shoo," she orders Setan, letting the bronze remove himself before she swings up on her lifemate and they lift off. I'll have her back by sundown, I hope, the queen informs Jeneth wryly as she winks between.*

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