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Date Posted: 19:04:23 12/20/02 Fri
Author: Detruisent
Author Host/IP: 64.12.96.233
Subject: ][ answer ][
In reply to: Aswad 's message, ".appearance." on 15:22:00 12/20/02 Fri

Nimble and terrified feet take him sideways and backwards and around in a moment of shied dancing steps. The trademark of heavy darkness settles around him again, as he faces Aswad, tucking his muzzle and pointing a threatening horn. Through blasting stallion's breath -- to intimidate the enemy, though he knew it wouldn't -- his memory conjures scenes of his Xeriwerif and the dual he agreed to conduct. So this wasn't a challenge.

He attempts to show more politeness, though it plainly wasn't easy for him, with this creature strutting there like a challenge in his face. "A dual, yes. Here, yes." He blows out violently again. Putrid had given him images of inexperienced, hotheaded colts, and instead here shows a seasoned warrior, almost frightening to look upon.

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[> [> [> [> [> .nod. -- Aswad, 06:29:33 12/21/02 Sat (205.188.208.165)

OOC: *cracks up* Aswad scares Trui? Now that is amazing! Now tell me, Chell, that you as a mun knew that Aswad would come? If you didn't know, then I will...I will...I will...I'll do something!

Expression remains impassive through all of this. Dial lowered briefly to acknowledge this. "I will enter." Claws dig small furrows in the bloodstained earth as he flexes them, wings fan slightly. His raven pelt shines with a sickly green light that can barely be called light, as though it were altered by the pure blackness of his soul. He awaits whatever Detruisent's response, more out of the knowledge that this is something one generally does than anything else.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> ][ patience ][ -- Detruisent, 20:13:48 12/21/02 Sat (64.12.96.233)

The stillness of the rest of the world was pleasing as he shifted his eyes to watch where the Grounds met the forest. When he looked back to Aswad, the creature he would spend his next few days with, he felt strangely pleased. Detruisent had fallen apart so much with the passing year -- now things were coming together, slowly. It was a humble re-beginning.

"Do you know of any others coming?"

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> .no. -- Aswad, 07:55:35 12/22/02 Sun (205.188.208.165)

Dial shaken. "I do not. I am willing, however, to await an opponent for however long it takes." A wry smile appears on his face. "I have nothing better to do."

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