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Date Posted: 13:43:00 04/10/02 Wed
Author: Zaniel
Subject: Sigh
In reply to: Sathran 's message, "He sighs." on 13:27:20 04/10/02 Wed

(haha! no problem! have fun! *evil smile* hey, guess what? I have no school today! *dances around happily* :-) haha)

She sniffs. Peeking out from between her arms she stares at him. Then blinks. Then stares some more. Her gaze shifts to the gold-red chirr and she smiles. Then she glances back at Sathran. Her voice is slightly distant, as if she was speaking from a deep cavern. "Well, I'm 17. Since I was 12, I was a slave to some other Qynes. They used me in" She coughs "certain ways starting when I was 14. They also beat me, made me do almost impossible jobs and didn't feed me very often. A rather hard life, I tell you. They also sold me for" She coughs again "certain uses that were temporary." She arches an eyebrow. "If you get my drift. Of course, I always fought and every time I was well enough I tried to escape." She shrugs. "A lot of good that did me." She stares at him and then shifts to a sitting position. Her black hair swings forward over her eyes and she brushes it back impatiently. Her silvery-blue eyes flicker to Sathran and then to the chirr again. She still doesn't trust him, as in her opinion all men think with a certain part of their body that isn't their brain. She reaches out a hesitant hand to start stroking the chirr and smiles lovingly at her.

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Replies:

Smiles slightly -- Sathran, 13:48:34 04/10/02 Wed
- Nods -- Zaniel, 14:01:45 04/10/02 Wed
  - Smiles a bit more warmly -- Sathran, 14:06:12 04/10/02 Wed
    - She eyes him warily -- Zaniel, 14:21:35 04/10/02 Wed
      - Blinks.. -- Sathran, 14:26:40 04/10/02 Wed
        Ohhh -- Zaniel, 14:34:33 04/10/02 Wed
        Looks delighted. -- Sathran, 14:37:52 04/10/02 Wed
        She shrugs -- Zaniel, 14:48:04 04/10/02 Wed
        Oddly.. He frowns. -- Sathran, 14:52:51 04/10/02 Wed
        She sighs, content -- Zaniel, 15:07:06 04/10/02 Wed
        Smiles, and nods. -- Sathran, 15:12:53 04/10/02 Wed
        She nods -- Zaniel, 15:27:44 04/10/02 Wed
        He smiles in relief -- Sathran, 15:31:38 04/10/02 Wed
        [-eeps-] -- Sathran, 15:33:24 04/10/02 Wed