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Date Posted: 21:39:52 05/31/02 Fri
Author: mercury
Author Host/IP: 205.188.196.42
Subject: where is this war we're fighting?
In reply to: Amyrah 's message, " h e l l o " on 20:55:43 05/31/02 Fri

eyes reflect on the female in a pondering action, grunting delicately in uncertainty. “greetings.” he verbalizes the utterance in an interested timbre of voice, pursuing her activities with oddity, frolicking onward to bump her ivory veil of silk in salutations.

detestation portrays itself in the eyes of the male’s equivalent as she scrutinizes his all too gracious behavior toward the elegant she, ears pealing back underneath her snarl of forelock, ‘whip’ thrashing transversely her haunches with a punishment. stupid mare, has she no idea who she tangles with? her intelligence interrogates with the antagonism of an evil spirit. snorting maliciously she alters tentacles in the direction of the duo, no longer enunciating feeling within her actions, but she interprets the caveat in mercury’s body stance. you want to play like that, do you? fine then, i’m adjustable.

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[> [> [> [> [> f l i r t -- Amyrah, 00:20:44 06/03/02 Mon (152.163.207.176)



Amyrah stepped back with a nod to the bittter onlooker. A whicker of greeting was offered to she, with an ear flicked back to the stallion who would so quickly leave his jelous mate for a new face.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> i will not shed a tear for you. -- tearless, 12:27:58 06/05/02 Wed (64.12.106.34)

the salutation goes retorted acrimoniously, a noise that plummets from her lips with a freezing reminder tied in it’s pits. yes, i hate you…get over it. she reflects this scathingly as she scrutinizes the mare, altering her concentration a division upon the put out mercury, but the majority of her attention is converged upon this she that thinks she’s ‘all that and a bag of potato chips’. snorting brutally she bangs a front foreleg resolutely upon the terra firma, perceiving mechanisms not eliminating themselves from their ‘divan’ tangled in forelock until mercury takes his leave.

he moans tenderly and disturbs his skull, rotating his reverse upon the mare that so promptly delivers verdict and even more rapidly transfers her awareness to his bitter follower. so be it. he shoves a morsel callously passed ‘tearless’, his body words quite effortlessly decoded. you ruin everything. leave me alone. and so mercury diminishes to go and take his trial of intelligence and aptitude unaccompanied, without the customary company of his comrade, who always appears to be pursuing latent playfellows away. yes, even at his age he still requests for commendable playmates…the flames in his blood makes him restive and everlastingly childlike in brain and heart.

nearly a sob is delivered from the mare as she decreases her head a bit in conquer right after mercury departs, deserting her with this foreigner. “he always does that.” she remarks sulkily to amyrah, shaking her skull in frustration. “the stupid boy is going to stinky world all alone.” she states, crumpling her nose, requiring oh so much to go to a physiatrist and just confess that she has evils…but…there aren’t any horsy shrinks around here, are there?

(I got a little crazy at the end, now mercury gets to go to stinky world and face the evil garlic monster who makes him eat garlic all alone! *cries* poor poor mercury. *Sniffle*)

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