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Date Posted: 19:24:00 08/31/04 Tue
Author: Astaire
Subject: >dance with the devil<
In reply to: Fiore | Pyromania 's message, "][Double][the][Trouble][" on 16:23:02 08/29/04 Sun

>as the other colt approaches and greets the bronc with a nod, the elder returns it silently. turning back to the other two, he raises a brow at both< Touchy, touchy, hm? Simple questions deserve simple answers, and yet none are returned as such. Go where you please, aye? >his attention is captured by the filla of night hues, and he directs his next words to her< Who's asking? And besides, didn't you know that curiosity killed the cat? >his words are quiet, as usual, no change in tone nor delivery. perhaps, to some, the foals' obvious dislike of authority and seniority would have resulted in anger and retribution. but not so with Astaire. nay, a rather easy going fellow, sharp in contrast to the many hot-headed brutes that patrolled the lands of the rebels<

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[> @.Seek Out The Past.@ -- Daring Avenger, 08:54:10 09/01/04 Wed

Ebon colt shifted at the memory ringing name of 'Evergreens' but dismissed his thougths carefully. Copper orbs focused on the light hued flicka, bodice moving to bring himself up to her. Orbs locked onto her own with silence. He wasn't to be pushed around, he was the son of - Daring Avenger stopped his thoughts. He didn't know the answers to them anyway. Ebon tresses hung infront of his oids, and he remained motionless and silent.

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