<font face=verdana><Font color=black>beneath the flesh...entwined in bone.</font></font> -- Riphath

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Date Posted: 22:24:23 06/01/02 Sat
Author: the mime
Author Host/IP: 64.12.103.49
Subject: beneath the flesh...entwined in bone.
In reply to: Naamah 's message, "Under Your Skin" on 22:11:54 06/01/02 Sat

the masculine's lips stretch into a grin and he nods his cranium in agreement, none of his inner emotions being portrayed. "very well...let us collect the youth." his voice is a bit toneless, but otherwise completely normal of the supposively emotionless fiend.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Flesh Of My Flesh, Blood Of My Blood -- Naamah, 22:36:11 06/01/02 Sat (198.172.113.37)

..Ever Hear That Little Voice Inside Your Head�
..Telling You To Be Naughty?..

A single brow quirks at the masculine, his suddenly devoid tone hinting at inner feeling of the subject of �sharing�. With a slow smile, a soft nip is dealt to the male�s thickly muscled neck, a tender expression meant to soothe.

..Come then. After we collect her, is our intent to search for a territory?..

A quizzical gaze is sent toward the male before a soft nudge is given. Long strides slowly begin to lead procession out of the land of Riphath, and into the land Zespri, vulture resembling annexes spread slightly away from the fem�s body. A quick glance is thrown over the female�s shoulder, a coy smile being directed upon hellion�s lips. With a slight twitch of her tail, parade resumes, her gait a slow jog.

..You Thought It Was Just All In Your Head, Didn�t You?..

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