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Date Posted: 19:23:31 05/12/03 Mon
Author: Zamnor
Subject: Whatever you want, deary.
In reply to: Roxy 's message, "Ladies and Gentlemen, it is my pleasure to present......" on 01:06:36 04/17/03 Thu

Zamnor pauses with her words, sending her a thoughtful look. Indeed he knows more about the land, but about her interests he knows not a bit. Understandably this makes the decision a little more difficult than it would have been if he were considering one of his closer friends. If he had been human he would have been tapping his fingers against his chin in thought, his sable gaze sweeping the land mercilessly for entertainment. Then he smiles. His equine features smoothing as the ponderous shadow relieves his young dial.

"Exploring's a good place to start," he agrees merrily, his eyes twinkling as he steps firmly out of the dance. Dancing isn't his thing, as he knows from experience, but fun certainly is. "Would you like to start here or somewhere else?"

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[> Bum bum bum bada bum.......bored. -- Roxy, 00:50:29 05/14/03 Wed [1]

The tap shoes fly off her dainty feet excitedly, ready to get grundy and urban. The music stopped and the stage lights were up; only the music of the nature and their sharp hooves would keep her internal rythmn satisfied.

"Sounds brilliant! Here would be cool....."

She shifts weight from foot to foot, bobbing frail, ruby-tinged shoulders with each contemplating sway.

"Where ever you wanna start here is cool with me."

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