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Date Posted: 22:36:23 06/09/03 Mon
Author: Sioveph and Ihan
Subject: I like the strawberry filling.
In reply to: Donovan 's message, "Hrmmm... Life's like a box of choc'lates... XD (GIMME THE CREME FILLING!)" on 22:18:12 06/09/03 Mon

Four-fingered, thumbless hands are held up in protest to the Guide's offer, golden eyes wide. Ihan snickers and covers for her startled companion, "Sio may be a degree'd pilot but hse prefers being a passenger. And in this case I think I'd put up a fight if we were to be separated." One furred brow arches, a tacit warning to not try splitting the duo up. The wolfish 'taur finally regains hes composure, smoothing thick black-brown fur and grooming hes expression into neutral friendliness again. Pale blue and golden gazes lock onto the Kilven's descent, Ihan taking a few shaky steps backwards as Nathor lands. "What... is... that?" Eartips slick back to her skull, immersing in fine white mane, and the Olashi speaks again quickly, shaking her head. "I'll use my own wings, thanks. I can keep up with anything that big easily." She eyes the brown critically, but a soft touch on her shoulder brings her gaze 'round to a very concerned Welphie. In a hushed whisper, hse murmurs, "Please, Ihan, you're injured. Your flight would be slow and stiff at best. Ride with me." Ihan stares into the wolfish face for a moment, ruffling grey feathers agitatedly... and feeling the pull of burned muscles. She sighs, eyeing Donovan again. "Then again... why fly when you can ride," she mutters lamely, ears half-splayed outwards. Sioveph covers quickly for hes friend, "Ai, we'll both ride. If only so Ihan-my-friend will keep me from falling off." The 'taur smiles and the Olashi groans inwardly. The thought of riding something makes her queasy.

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Eheh... -- Donovan and Nathor, 23:01:18 06/09/03 Mon
- =O,O= -- Sioveph and Ihan, 23:16:09 06/09/03 Mon
  - To the PHIASHIPS! -- Nathor and Donovan, 23:27:39 06/09/03 Mon