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Date Posted: 16:17:46 02/26/02 Tue
Author: Z'yith - Aosuth, Sanhedrin, Acerbus
Subject: Enters

The lanky brownrider steps in and looks around, brown eyes searching for someone. They flicker in displeasure when he didn't see her. He sighed and walked over to a table after claiming a cup of klah. He sat and stretched out his legs, sipping on the steaming liquid. He blinked, a small smile forming over his stotic face. Klah wasn't half as bad as he'd guessed it was. Who thought?

Certainly not you. Imagine, getting yourself caught like that and putting yourself in risk of death! Who knows what will happen to you now. All because you weren't content with leading a normal life...
'Hey, cut it out. Just because I chose doesn't mean i chose wrong. I don't regret my choice at all. And I'm not going to die so stop reminding me about it.'
Maybe you can fly over to the Herder Hall and talk some sense into yourself.
'You seem to be doing a fine job of that already. I can almost hear what you've said echoing in my head.'
Hnnn...that's bad. You can hear what's going on between yourself and the others at the Herder Hall. Z'yith, we have to merge.
'What?!'

Z'yith sat up, choking on his klah

'What do you mean "we have to merge"?'
We have to go back and become one person and dragon again. Z'yith, this isn't healthy! You may not die because of your actions at the Herder Hall, but you'll probably die if you don't get back!
'That's true, but I'd rather be here than there.'
It's not like you have a choice, rider. You don't. You have to merge sometime soon or you'll drop into a coma from being strecthed so thin for so long. Where did you learn to time it anyway?
'I read the old parchments and figured it out. It's not that hard. But before we leave, I've got to talk to Kyssandra.'
Have to, eh? Well, if you die because you haven't merged in time, don't be complaining to me.
'How can I complain when I'm dead?'
Good point.

Z'yith sighed and ran a hand through his hair, suddenly not in the mood for his klah. What was he thinking? Well, for a start, he was thinking about an angry bluerider staring him down while the air smelled faintly of canines. But that wasn't here. It was there. He shook his head and stood, only to fall back into the chair. Aosuth was right - he had to merge soon.

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