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Date Posted: 23:54:39 02/26/02 Tue
Author: T'ren~Jeneth
Subject: ~*~
In reply to: S'sha and Kylith 's message, "Eeeeevil Threeeeead." on 18:33:29 02/26/02 Tue

T'ren hears Kylith's sound, but can't spare a moment from the Thread fighting. Unusually thick right here, no? ~Yes. Annoying,~ Jeneth replies as he chars yet another clump of Thread. T'ren silently thanks Jeneth's Egg that the bronze can get an entire clump in one breath. Imagine if he had to flame it twice to get everything! A greater possibility of getting scored... ~We've been luvky so far, don't lazy!~ Lazy? During a Fall? Are you out of you- get the one on the right!- mind? Before answering, Jeneth blackens another clump. ~No. Hang on!~ Jeneth drops into a near vertical position- reminding T'ren of the competition he and Lyra had had- and nearly dumps T'ren off his perch. Thank Faranth for safety straps... The pieces of leather are a comforting though as T'ren hangs on to the straps with all his strength. For a moment, he forgets about it, as Jeneth lets out a jet of flame chars a clump that would have fallen on them. ~Between!~ And the bronze takes them there, narrowly avoiding another clump. ~Got my tail,~ Jeneth mutters as they return. ~Lean over!~ T'ren flattens himself onto Jeneth's neck, but not quick enough. A searing pain lances though his shoulder, and another strikes a long line on his thigh. The cool of between then takes over, killing the Thread that had tried to burrow in T'ren. ~You're fine?~ Yes, get that lone Thread! Small flame! The bronze gives the Thread more of a burning than it needs, probably becuase of his worry for his rider. I'm fine, just a little touch. Nothing that'll stop me from fighting Thread. ~If you sure...~ I'm sure. Jeneth tucks his wing under himself, making sure that it did not get singed. ~Kylith says that Thread is being pushed by the wind and falls at an angle.~ T'ren nods, and though Jeneth can't see, he can feel the assention. Noticed th' same thing m'self. Watch it, now.

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