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Date Posted: 18:25:21 08/15/04 Sun
Author: Briar
Subject: � boys don't cry
In reply to: Sadie Rose 's message, "Not Every Rose Has Thorns" on 18:37:01 07/24/04 Sat

� For a few blessed seconds that passed far to quickly, everything was black and empty, and quiet. And then a small, firm hand pressed against his ribs and and everything was on fire.

� The theif's eyes were torn open, though he was so over-whelmed with pain that it was as good as being blind, but the halting, stricken yelp was enough to make clear his feelings on what Satine had just done. With a short-lived burst of strength (in the sense that he managed to move at all), he shoved at the hand of the girl that had caused the additional pain, pushing it away without any thought. Then he heaved an arm onto Huttser--or, rather, into him, lacking coordination to do anything more precisely--and wrapped several fingers into the ruff's fur. The death-grip, shaggy hairs gripped so tightly they bit into Briar's skin, was an attempt to comply with old wolf's earlier request.

� The hand that had just previously collided with the young princess' own moved to clumsily grip the bird by several feathers of his back, to which he responded with an indignant caw.

((OCC-I wasn't feeling particularly inspired, but, I really wanted to post.))

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Replies:

<shinigami> -- Lily / company, 19:36:19 08/15/04 Sun
- Not Every Rose Has Thorns -- Sadie Rose, 18:50:04 10/05/04 Tue
  - Break You Now -- Briar, 18:45:13 10/06/04 Wed
    - e m p t y -- Kaen, 13:09:47 10/07/04 Thu
      - >Wolf< -- Huttser, 18:25:00 10/14/04 Thu
        Just Bend the Pieces Till They Fit -- Briar, 19:11:41 10/14/04 Thu
        e m p t y -- Kaen, 18:45:05 11/06/04 Sat