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Date Posted: 14:43:46 12/03/04 Fri
Author: [Tsuga]{Alestiath}
Subject: -If you say so . . .-
In reply to: Talla & Mylanith 's message, ">Don't they? There's a good reason, I promise.<" on 11:39:14 11/29/04 Mon

Tsuga suppressed a sigh at Talla's instruction, and adjusted the tanks on her back before adapting her grip on the 'thrower to be sure it was comfortable. She'd never worn a contraption like this, and for a while she attempted to hold the flamethrower much the same way as she would a sword or long knife. It wasn't long before she discovered that this attempt wouldn't work, and started trying different things.

Alestiath, meanwhile, was looking rather agitated. Her eyes were whirling swiftly with shades of orange and yellow, and she was shifting uncomfortably, tail lashing and wings shifting occasionally as though she were fighting the urge to take flight. She debated for a while, and finally decided to tell Tsuga what was on her mind, since the woman would no doubt start feeling the results of 'Tia's stress and start reacting to it.

{A green has clutched.}

Alestiath started to reconsider her decision shortly after the statement, as Tsuga's eyes popped and the flamethrower very nearly slipped from her considerably loosened grip. She managed to catch it at the last second, though, and gripped it with both hands, clutching it to her chest as she gaped at her dragon. Never mind that the other pair was watching them - this was NEWS, and Tsuga had no intention of doing anything until she got to the bottom of it.

"What do you mean, a green clutched? Green's can't clutch! They flame! How can a green have eggs? Shells, where would they lay? Certainly not the Sands?"

{She's on the Sands. I don't know how she managed it. But . . . there's a clutch. Now, I suggest we get back to the lesson so we can go investigate soon.}

Tsuga shook her head in amazement, swallowing uncomfortably, and dragged her attention back to the here-and-now, shifting her flamethrower absently until she found a pretty comfortable position. Once she was sure that even jostled it would remain firmly in her hands, she turned back to Talla, tilting her head to the side questioningly.

"Alright. Now what?"

((OOC: would have posted sooner, but I kept getting "Internal Server Error". . . any clue why?))

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>~< -- Talla & Mylanith, 17:49:37 12/06/04 Mon