** unsure and not really caring if the femora his eye was on was a blackblood, silverblood, or redblood, he sauntered forth to meet her. **

you too have caught my interest.
i wish to know your name, too.
and of what faith
may you follow?



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[> [> .deciet in the prettiest of forms. -- .characteristics of the unknown., 20:38:01 05/11/02 Sat (209.206.150.178)

.but deciet hides behind even the prettiest of faiths, m'lord. surely you know that. merely words left unspoken, shining cleary in chocolate hued globes.

.copper carrian flickers towards encroaching beast, only to elude 'im once more. tresses of sultering depths licking 'bout hocks of pure liquid flame, alive and coursing. so honcho wished to know 'er? single fore caught earth in tumultous explosion, vegetation taken carelessly from terra's grasp. then let 'im play the guessing game . . . the femme fatale 'ad the time, as well as the patience.

.alas, but today is not the day.
.and you shall win. a crisp voice springs lightly into the air, a sprite of confession and the twitter of a butterfly's wings.

.characteristics of the uknown in formal . . . many other less suiting names have been chosen though. be it what you please . . . as for faith, indignant i am to such a pursuit. if selfishness be a faith than it twould be mine. may i ask that you return such questions as you spoke with answers of your own? or would it be considered dangerously rude of a femme to speak in public?.mirth lay hidden in confections of pooling chocolate, reflecting upon the world in hidden affection.

.it was always her time to gloat, was it not.