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Date Posted: 15:11:19 02/19/02 Tue
Author: G'gre-Naeth
Subject: ~
In reply to: S'sha and Kylith 's message, "Kicking the Weyr into action..." on 16:46:31 02/17/02 Sun

The bronzerider walks towards the group, blue-black hair hidden under his riding helmet, and gray-green eyes alert. He bows to S'sha, leathers impeccably neat, no trace of contrition on his handsome face. "I apologize for my late arrival, Lady S'sha, Weyrleader T'ren. How many bronzes are there in our wing?"
You are ready to go, correct?

~Yes. My straps all fit. As you should know, you put them on.~

I'm scatter brained, forgive me.

His body is relaxed, Thread does not frighten him overly, it was an insect, it would die. This was simple.

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