Kids today, no appreciation for decent music. *mock-grumbles* C'mon, <i>everybody's</i> heard "Love Is A Battlefield". -- Flight Air

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Date Posted: 02:08:37 08/28/05 Sun
Author: Massath & R'ven
Subject: Kids today, no appreciation for decent music. *mock-grumbles* C'mon, everybody's heard "Love Is A Battlefield".
In reply to: S'peer -- Scarth 's message, "Wish I could say I knew who that was...alas..." on 04:20:21 08/27/05 Sat

Though she's enjoying this flight like little else she's experienced in her eleven Turns, part of Massath is just aware enough to register the slight pull of her muscles, and the way she has to breathe a bit harder to get the same amount of effort from her wings. It can't last much longer. If she's going to end this soon, though, the green is determined to go out with a bang. Shrieking in glee and triumph as a new blue joins the chase, Massath zig-zags a few times before resuming her course, just to remind them that it's not so easy to stay on her tail. It's harder to fly out here over the ocean, but for her, at least, flight-lust makes up some for the lack of thermals; they'll have that additional challenge to face before either male can win her. And the dragon is far from ready to give up without a fight, especially with a fresh young male to test before she makes a choice. Giving voice to another loud shriek, Massath angles upwards and begins to climb, but her ascent is not steady - she zig-zags and loops wildly, her movements utterly unpredictable. Though it's clear that her goal is to reach a higher altitude, eventually, there's no way to tell how she's going to get there. Even Massath herself isn't clear on the subject; she's enjoying the rush of movements and maneuvers she could never accomplish without the aid of flight-lust, along with the thrill of teasing the blues, first rushing close and then dodging away only a dragonlength from their grasps. Eventually, however, the green abruptly abandons her taunting and hurtles upwards. This time she doesn't go so far as the thin air of the upper atmosphere, but she's now hundreds of feet above the ocean, so high that the waves and spray merge into one green-grey blur below her. For a moment, she simply cruises along, waiting for the males to sort themselves up and join her. This is their chance to show off, because it won't be long before she has to make a choice.

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This bloody road remains a mystery... -- S'kil*Abeoth, 18:50:04 09/02/05 Fri
- Ack... and I was doing so well with Voy for a while! -- DS, 18:51:20 09/02/05 Fri
  - I feel very stupid now...*Sheepish grin* Still don't know who she is... -- S'peer -- Scarth, 09:28:03 09/03/05 Sat
    - She can be a bit heavy on the angst, but in small doses, she's great to rock to. And a very good ANGRY sound, rather than whiny. -- Massath & R'ven, 21:20:20 09/08/05 Thu
      - *Drags self* -- Scarth -- S'peer, 16:46:52 11/01/05 Tue
        >Caught!< -- Massath & R'ven, 17:56:54 11/01/05 Tue