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Date Posted: 13:00:46 11/12/02 Tue
Author: Briar
Subject: .x. alarm .x.
In reply to: lorelei 's message, "[ nod ]" on 19:41:25 11/11/02 Mon

.x. ebon' steed thunders in, woven mane a arch, rising 'pon hind pistons in shere alarm and terror of the flames, a horse's worst enemy. beast shys sideways, tossing noble crown, a rythmic dance of half passes and skids. .x.

.x. boy leaps off mount, sweat dripping slightly from face, performing dismount even as stallion jigs, usual routine. teeth have bitten good way into lower lip, temples screaming with the burning grasses, heart racing with the fire's excitement. this was one of those unlucky times when being a nature mage meant you were both the fighter, the victum, and the murderer, as he was in each presence-the fire, grass, and himself. fist curls self round clutch o' earth, as he tosses it into the air, sharp glare faced 'pon inferno, before lids close and arms are brough slightly 'bove head. boy concentrates, sending boiling waves o' magefire into 'enemy', yet even through trance, lips part in mocking question, using Mia's 'nickname', or at least the one he'd given her, though the teen thought he knew the answer. .x.

"So. Where exactly did this fire come from, Trouble?"

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Replies:

[ quizical ] -- lorelei, 15:22:47 11/12/02 Tue
- Extremely focused -- Mia, 17:10:39 11/12/02 Tue
  - [ thoroughly confused ] -- lorelei, 18:46:26 11/12/02 Tue
    - Looks up -- Mia, 18:43:08 11/14/02 Thu
      - [ sighs ] -- lorelei, 20:02:32 11/14/02 Thu
        ... -- Briar, 17:47:58 11/16/02 Sat
        Looks up -- Mia, 08:53:20 11/17/02 Sun
        [ approval ] -- lorelei, 17:09:24 11/17/02 Sun
        ... -- Briar, 12:23:46 11/22/02 Fri
        [ it begins ] -- lorelei, 15:38:14 11/22/02 Fri
        ... -- Briar, 07:42:44 11/23/02 Sat
        [ laughs ] -- lorelei, 08:45:55 11/23/02 Sat
        Grins... -- Briar, 13:15:04 12/01/02 Sun