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Date Posted: 13:32:00 04/01/05 Fri
Author: S'sha
Subject: [new familiar faces]
In reply to: Kain - Raideth 's message, "Not everyone can hold their liquor, eh?" on 12:56:59 04/01/05 Fri

((Don't mind T'gan at all! The more random people that show up and gawk at me, the merrier! ...er... something like that. ~_^))

One eyebrow rockets up at first sight of T'gan, an experienced eye examining his rather... unsteady... frame and in-need-of-a-bath appearance and putting two and two together: so T'gan's bronze tried to fly Shrineth. A sympathetic smile on her lips, S'sha pointedly ignores T'gan's staggering path to the lake and his following clean-ups, waiting until the man's startled voice rings out before she "notices" him. Spinning half-around to face the shirtless rider, the goldrider does a remarkably good job at looking surprised, as though she hadn't seen him enter the Perches twelve or so minutes ago. "T'gan!" she calls, grinning brightly as she releases Kain's wrist. To fill the silence that follows his outburst, S'sha takes a few quick strides towards the bronzerider, beckoning him to join them with one hand. "Yes, we're alive... and as healthy as is possible," she responds, trying very hard and only partially succeeding at keeping the amusement out of her voice. "Glad to see you!" Though the words try to escape, she refuses to ask him how he's been, not wanting to prod fresh wounds quite yet.

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