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Subject: Laughs

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DeathsDesign

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Date Posted: 01:42:45 07/25/02 Thu
In reply to: Star Fyre 's message, "*Attacks her with deadly force, stabbing with his long golden horn.*" on 13:13:06 07/24/02 Wed

You think abit of pain would bother me?
dances easily around him as he spins and twists watching him with interest, the first blow caused her to jump back but caught her a glancing blow a cut opens up on her cheeck but her backwards leap leaves her just out of range of the rest of his attacks, waits for her oppertunity then when he begins to rear and pluge dives in teeth reaching for his neck her aim is true ignoring the blows that rain about her back as she venters in reaching sharp daggers for his jugular,

>*He spins, balanced perfectly, and kicks her hard in
>the face, then spins again and smashes out with bright
>solid gold hooves that break the hardest substances.
>Fire streams from his nostrils and mouth and he
>charges forward, every muscle in his great, athletic
>body defined under his glossy hide as he fights easily
>and skillfully, with deadly accuracy. He rears and
>plunges, stabbing with his extremely sharp golden horn
>and swinging with blow after well-aimed blow at her
>head. The great flame-colored, four-footed warrior is
>a blur as he charges into battle, fighting like he was
>meant to all his life.*

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Subject	Author	Date
Tears free of he and smashes out with deadly force.	Star Fyre	13:11:14 07/25/02 Thu
Tastes his blood -- DeathsDesign, 14:06:23 07/25/02 Thu Dives to the right, gaining only a cut on his head. -- Star Fyre, 09:20:37 07/26/02 Fri he gallops stanging between the fighting horses -- MoonRaker, 22:10:15 07/27/02 Sat Steps away. Thank you for your offer but I can take care of myself. -- Star Fyre, 11:18:12 07/29/02 Mon