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Date Posted: 16:29:59 10/19/04 Tue
Author: Maria
Subject: ~~Hatred is Thicker Than Blood~~
In reply to: W'ntyr and Garneth 's message, "Is it indeed?" on 23:56:39 10/18/04 Mon

Maria wouldn't turn around, didn't want to look anypone in the face. It was Myth who answered Them
Why do you worry about why my Maria is crying? She is not your concern! Why should your experiences be the exact same thing as my Maria's? You have no clue as to what she has gone through. None!
He glared up at the bronze, defiant.
Leave my rider alone! She does not need ou meddling in her life!

~~The last time I was vunerable, they took everything from me.~~

Maria mind whipsered. Thank you, Myth.
The blue seemed to soften.
It is my duty as a dragon, my Maria.
~I must seem like a huge baby to you, crying so much.~
No, Maria. You have your specific reasons, and I know them. Do not listen to this ignorant bronze rider. He will only upset you.
She pushed back a tendril of dark hair that had strayed across her tear-stained face. Her hand briefly revealed a face that was puffy and red. It burned like Threadscore, only slightly milder. Her eyes were bloodshot, and had no more tears left in them.

~~Last time I believed in humans, they tore my heart out.~~

Myth? Can we just go to the weyr?
Certainly, Maria. Certain bronze riders would not violate the weyr.
How do we know? I do not even know anyone here!
That is how the weyr is run. No one is allowed in anyone else's weyr, unless they are invited.
Myth unfurled his wings, letting Maria mount him. The blue wings revealed her, her young, yet old, body. She kept her face hidden in her hair.
Myth took off, making for the weyr.

~~Last time I trusted, they deceived me.~~

(Hehe. Maria will always do the exact opposite of what is expected of her. And, this is just the way she is.)

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I think we've established that... -- W'ntyr and Garneth, 07:47:07 10/20/04 Wed
- OOC ~~Hatred is Thicker than Blood~~ -- Pup, 14:29:18 10/20/04 Wed
  - *Giggle* -- Grasscat, 23:37:15 10/20/04 Wed