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Subject: Float on you worthless Wench

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Draco, Marchador, and Al-Hattal

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Date Posted: 18:27:17 10/12/04 Tue
In reply to: Cloud 's message, "*cloud*" on 16:59:33 10/11/04 Mon

Draco

Demon stood infron of the bitch, rage within his orbs. This was the last straw. His nares opened and inhalled a final breath before his attack was made. He moved forth, and around the base of the banshee. Once on the other side of the mare, he turned inwards when he hit her midle, and rose up on his hind daggers.

Pushing his body forth with enough momentum to kill, his daggers were potisioned infront of him, and were heading towards her shoulder/ribcage. If she moved however, they could hit her hip, upper stake, , upper mid back, nape, dial if she moved enough, or back stake. He knew she would not dance side wards however. His father would take care of that.

Marchador

Marchador moved at the same instance as his son. Moving to the opposite side, he too pushed his body onto his back stakes, and pushed himself forth with his backs. He was not close enough to hit the mare on any instant. However, if the mare danced side wards away from Draco's talons, then she would hit his, and her extra momentum would do even more damage that just his hit alone. She was traped.

Al-Hattal
Her orbs widened as the two steeds attacks. Her pelt itched with want for blood. Soon she told herself, soon!

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