Re: �Mithrandir� -- Joining Plains

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Date Posted: 16:17:53 01/02/03 Thu
Author: Forbidden
Author Host/IP: SaultSteMarie-dialup-206-130-64-213.vianet.ca / 206.130.64.213
Subject: Re: �Mithrandir�
In reply to: Gandaf 's message, "�Mithrandir�" on 15:29:35 01/02/03 Thu

{:Dancing Steps:}
ic'd virago shifts 'pon snowy pillars, chisled apex regards d brute at lofty angle, liquid visionaries taking light o thy forward behemoth. Powers propell slender bodice in circular motion 'round mascu, chilled optics measuring.virago presses fluted tips 'wards welcoming sound o other brujo, magnificent pure chassi shifting angles to take lofty frame o 'e into light o 'er frosty orbs. Scornful frozen looks passes 'cross delicate sculpted apex at first, then quickly replaced by melting warmth.

{:Spoken Thoughts:}
Well, well two lords to wish of me in their harems..which one to choose? Well sorry to disappoint you, m'lord Yirrami, but I will have to turn you down in focus of following a worthy brute like Gandalf. Do not feel too let down, it was only me. *Chassis shifted to talk to thy brute* Hail thy, m'lord, I see you are a worthy one. My consent shall be yours as will my heart, soul and body. Be prepared to fight with your heart as well for my inner soul shows no love, it is a carapace of ice...no one has ventured there before. Perhaps you shall find your way in, but consider this a warning.

{:Afterthought:}
Smirk sketches 'cross icy orbs, whip cords flash 'pon flawless canvas, quick retreat danc'd lightly o'er topiary 'wards star studded brujo.Rarest of smiles glimpses past ic'd pools, crafted visage lowered to the ground in 'er surrender. Dancing steps carries purest canvas 'cross marred topiary, papyrus nares raised in disdain for land not proper for her now. Blackened daggers float 'bout, plain mug 'stends in greeting and 'er love for 'er new found saviour. Prancing ceases, spades dig into loam, as 'bod stands at stature ivron lappets dancing 'round in complacency, frosty trill 'mitted o crystal vocals, asking 'im to take 'er to 'is homelands.

{:Words Not Heard:}
Ah now this is more like it! Finally a brujo worthy of me...and my heart, he shall be the one..I am hoping.

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