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Date Posted: 20:21:58 02/07/03 Fri
Author: Sphinx
Subject: ...spite...
In reply to: Eliana 's message, "± Appearance ±" on 12:00:10 02/07/03 Fri

Immediately, it is her vivacious grin that dies upon her reptillian visage. Gold-navy orbs flash with sudden spite, her speed by drawing the long dagger from its sheath unmatched. Steel glints against poor lighting, a muscled arm extending the point towards the arrogant Hunter.

"Blind madness!" she hisses. "Never shall I call you Sir Vegekyt, rather I chew my own tongue! You speak to Olleat -- Sphinx. Shall I prove my name through your blood?"

Insanity glints inside of her fury, only slightly subsiding with the passing moments. Carefully, her lips curls into an ugly snarl, he arm lowering once again to her side. Her slit nostrils take in air with a single breath, optics narrowed as he refrained from her own rage.

"Say? What more than to congratulate his Royal Vuzvuox on a splendid job? You ran away with such a distinct fashion, lord Cloudrunner, that I hardly recognized your fleeing back!"

Once again, the uneasy grin returns. "Chased away by a wounded, old-fashioned sylvryn? I have heard many a great tale of you, Vegekyt. They always claimed you were fearless. They must lie."

As if turning upon a flea biting her back, her optics dart to the third presence she had sense. Talons flex about the hilt of her half-weapon, senses keen to draw its twin. A sneer is displayed.

"Oh, interest? Hmmm...I would find it interesting to cut the words out of your mouth, human. Why do you spy on us, indignant one?"


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