Date Posted:15:13:27 01/25/02 Fri Author: Jerakin * Dynapeth Subject: (*Dazed, then goes even more beserk* I LOVE YOU CANA!) In reply to:
The first to crack shell
's message, "An egg tips over on its side..." on 13:26:22 01/25/02 Fri
(*Hopping up and down wildly, spit fliying everywhere* I GOT MY VORCEL-SAN! I GOT MY VORCEL-SAN! I GOT MY VORCEL-SAN! I GOT MY VORCEL-SAN! I GOT MY VORCEL-SAN! I GOT MY VORCEL-SAN! I GOT MY VORCEL-SAN! I GOT MY VORCEL-SAN! I GOT MY VORCEL-SAN! I GOT MY VORCEL-SAN! I GOT MY VORCEL-SAN! I GOT MY VORCEL-SAN! I GOT MY VORCEL-SAN! I GOT MY VORCEL-SAN! I GOT MY VORCEL-SAN! *Bursting with joy. Literally* *Cleans up the mess and continues to scream her joy*)
Geildik looked dazed (just like meeeeee!) as the young Vorcel-san Found him. He smiled and reached out to run a tentive hand over to wipe some of the leftover shell from his light bronze head. You did a fine job, Dynapeth. And I never doubted for a moment you wouldn't come out. he murmured, not even thinking as the name came to him. Dynapeth glowed happily, flapping his wings to show thier dark-bronze underside. Dynapeth, I like that name, Jerakin. But I am rather hungry, y'know?
Jerakin nodded and stood, keeping a hand on the 'Hawk's head.
"I know, now let's get some food," he said aloud, leading his new Found around the crags, careful not to tip over.
