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Date Posted: 18:24:29 02/27/02 Wed
Author: Claret
Author Host/IP: ed32.ips.PaulBunyan.net / 209.191.195.32
Subject: .commences forth.
In reply to:
Fire Light
's message, "Nudges the mare quietly" on 18:01:55 02/27/02 Wed
.a wry curve of mimetic amusement passes briefly over smoothly shaped labrums; cupped auds retreat back to a slight callous manner, though ascetic behavior resides as the virago hesitated none at listening to the two converse mindly; to the duo belonging to the damned residence to this very terrain, it was like a first language now; unable to contain it, a hellish censured expression wipes the torrid dame's finely chiseled egyptian features, as attention is directed to the asgardian pair, glancing at Reaper a soft nod of the beast's dished head is guestured telling him simply that an exchange of dialogue would be made here, and no harm intended, unless they fiddled with her to much, pity any soul who tried; turning back to the pair still wickedly amused at them and their 'running' how lowly they percieved the dark; and it made that play in her mind previously vanish, how much a change made a difference in the life of the equi, as now she saw the light really did live shut up in little boxes. 'you wish to speak with me?' .curvature of brow inquestioning, socketed sphericals of striking azure hue stare plainly, accented by pallor crescent hilights, emotionlessly, yet solidly back at the mare; tresses backlash lightly 'gainst her hocks, momentary glance stole to the comely steed so near she, and a bit of contempt hidden within at the thought of anyone asking his permission to speak to she; though shrugging firmly these thoughts away, the vixen turns full, or semi-attention attention to Daughter Of Light; as thy mind automatically welcomed troubled thoughts of disturbance, this visitor pulling at memories in which Claret soon compelled firmly away.
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With a polite nod to the alphas, she dismisses herself, heading back to the midpoint. (NT) -- DOL, 18:48:25 03/02/02 Sat