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Subject: w.arriors n.ever c.ry

Author: k.alina

[ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 11:34:44 05/07/05 Sat In reply to: Demon 's message, "Spawn of the Dead" on 19:49:38 05/06/05 Fri scuplted crania jerks heavenward, her eyes rolling wildly, forelock flung to the side her face with the swiftness of the movement. her nostrils quiver, dialated to full width as she desperately tries to pinpoint the scent she had detected. angrily she searches with her eyes, cursing silently the unreliability of her hearing to detect these things. finaly she pinpoints the stallion's location, slowly due to the rudimentrics of her searching. these things were so much easier when you could listen for the sounds they made, but today her hearing was on the fritz. without the slightest thought for the stallion standing before her, she leaps forward, her shoulder slamming full force into his chest. amazingly enough, this doesn't seem to faze her, with the slightest shrug she brushes him off. her neck outstretched like a snake, she bares her teeth, snarling visciously at the stallion. who the heck are you! sneaking up, hoping i wouldn't notice, eh? you failed. her voice drops low, turning from the barely feminine hiss, to a sound more reminicient of a cornered tiger then anything remotely female or equine. .insanity is only a matter of perspective. repeat after me .. kalina record of birth .. arabic curr straitjacket .. tarnished silver identifying features .. baldface, wall eyes, four stockings, faulty hearing i hit the line .. 14.1 sentance .. five years check one .. female out of .. silence after dark by .. yanwë cell number .. unnasigned cell mate .. none jailor .. Thowra ((eh, sorry. ummm... try to work with her some.... please? *crosses fingers*)) [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject	Author	Date
.+.Christ compells you.+.	.+.exorcist.+.	16:20:55 05/15/05 Sun
oops.. ^ ignore that! -- Sam, 16:25:04 05/15/05 Sun