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Date Posted: 19:07:58 05/19/02 Sun
Author: T'ies, Mnenith, & Company
Author Host/IP: 216.95.136.119
Subject: Groggy...

T'ies stirs in his cot at the insistant prodding of something at his side. Mumbling, he turns over, pulling the blanket over his head. With an annoyed snort, that same something takes hold of the sheet and pulls it right off of T'ies, who doesn't move spare to shiver in the brisk morning air. "I don't wanna get up yet..." he murmers, burrying his head under the thin pillow. You might want to get up before I decide to eat you, responds a sarcastic voice in his head.

T'ies sits bolt upright, and glances over to meet the whirling gaze of the bronze dragonet. "Oh, it's just you," he sighs with relief. Mnenith hops up onto the bed, squishing T'ies up against the wall. Gee, don't I feel loved, comments the bronze while giving his rider an impatient nudge. "Aw y'know I love you Mnen..." T'ies' speach is cut short by the fearful chirping from somewhere beneath the dragon's behind. "Move Mnenith!" cries T'ies. The bronze jumps off the bed, freeing poor Simae and Celent who cower in the indent of his bottom. Eherm...whoops...

T'ies rolls his eyes and gives the two shaken fire lizards a pat before stumbling out of bed. Have too much wine at the feast last night? inquires the dragon cheerfully, following his rider around as he tries to locate his clothing. T'ies pauses to consider. "Um...to be truthful, I don't remember.." Ah, good, than you won't remember the fact that I had to half carry you up here? T'ies blinks. "Um....no..." Alrighty than! Let's go feed me! "If you don't mind, I'd like to find my boots first..." Under the cot, reports Mnenith. T'ies sighs and fishes out his footwear, slipping it on and running his fingers through his touseled hair. "Do I look half way presentable?" Do you really want me to answer that? T'ies sighs. "That bad huh?" You don't want me to answer that either... T'ies narrows his eyes with another sigh and saunters over to the doorway, Mnenith walking happily alongside him.

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Replies:

Wakey Wakey -- Ari and Omliath, 18:49:16 05/22/02 Wed
- Ehh.... -- T'ies, Mnenith & Company, 18:58:43 05/22/02 Wed
  - Laugh -- Ari & Omliath, 19:11:47 05/22/02 Wed
    - Rolling of eyes... -- T'ies, Mnenith & Company, 06:53:02 05/24/02 Fri
      - But of course -- Ari and Omliath, 17:56:26 05/24/02 Fri
        Asking -- Dell, 09:58:51 05/26/02 Sun
        Answering... -- T'ies, Mnenith & Company, 06:18:43 05/27/02 Mon
        smiles -- Ari and Omliath, 14:34:29 05/29/02 Wed