| Subject: William asked me out ^_^ |
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Zeth and Kosses
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Date Posted: 00:46:35 10/15/03 Wed
In reply to:
Alicia H.
's message, "$Who Cares...Not Me$" on 00:25:04 10/15/03 Wed
.:.The spell was remembered somewhat resentfully and it didn’t take him long to stumble to his feet and, with the aid of his lover, waddle to the gate. The agony was far more then he could bare, and he wasn’t getting anywhere far, very fast. Each step hurt, and each step seemed to get him no closer to his destination. It’s been said that all things are on a due course to some destination, if it’s a bee to a hive, a leaf to the ground, a person to the mall, the swan to the lake- everything is going somewhere in this transporting world. And at this moment, in this section of secluded time, Zeth was trying to get to freedom- but it just seemed to be out of his reach. But then, a thought came abruptly. The shadow world offered no limitations to the physical self, and yet it offered a get away from any tight spots. He’d been given the gift by Timeo, the feline with an attitude. She answered to the call of none and truly took after her descendents. She had the cool graceful charm of the mother ally cat, the sleep and stylish perfection of the feline world. She had smarts, wits and a natural talent for eluding trouble. Question remaining was, did Zeth have the strength to pull both himself and Alicia from the thorn patch the garden was becoming? With a icey glare perfectly blended with pain, suffering and torment lit his pale face, he noted Kosses in the jumble of chaos. Hmmm, was this a good thing or a bad thing? She seemed to be holding her own but how old would it last? There wasn’t a chance in the world that Zeth would be able to get to Kosses and drag her along too. Three was to much, and he was afraid two was pushing it, specially in his state.:.
-Zethy
-*Bad ass and very pissy, she wasn’t going to be the loser of this fight. Releasing her hold for a moment, she re-latched someplace else, firmly yet gently. She was supposed to be a keep peace, not a ‘get the hell out of here or die’ warrior she had become tonight. With a tricky maneuver not captured in the speed of things, the gun went flying into the tumble and jumble of killer weeds that were stalking her garden.*-
-Kossy
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