| Subject: .\. war is a gift given to reduce idiocy ./. |
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Thunderwave
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Date Posted: 20:15:20 01/23/03 Thu
In reply to:
Euripedes
's message, "Malussinn>>" on 11:39:34 01/19/03 Sun
Allowing the younger to linger for only a second in the physical connection, he drew purposely away as he forced a friendly grin into his bright eyes. He may be here to help, but he really, really didn't want to do anything more than help. From all the things he had heard about this Frozen Dreams, he was still a bit uncertain of who he prefered.
"Yes, I had indeed heard of this 'mutiny'."
How curious... Malussinn hadn't? Very typical of that ignorant... eh, stallion. Thunderwave had learned early that if one lets the thoughts go free, very soon will the words and actions follow in rebellious pursuit. So his mind remained under a tight leash in the presence of others these days and his thoughts too often struggling to find liberty in the prisoned capacity of his head. No where could there be liberty for such ideas; not while his home was still Evil Valley.
True to the snow hued stallion's silent thoughts, Thunderwave's expression was truly spectacular to behold in its brief confusion. It was only when Syndic spoke again that his features took on a musing quality; lobes flicking pensively as his optics darkened. So, his brother was to fall under the hooves of Frozen Dreams? Well then!- he was certainly on the wrong side! Considering the idea of either staying and waiting out the results or declaring open rebellion here and now, the bronc is paused in furthur contemplations when first his brother and than Syndic spoke again. A quiet laugh spilled impulsively forth from his dark lips, only to be cut short by thoughts and ponderings and answers. Only a rhyme, claimed Syndic? As the intensity of his attention was placed upon the self-proclaimed "messenger" - no he cannot read thoughts, it's just that his player finds it hard to separate her thoughts from his posts - he gradually came to an understanding about this creature, this blind stallion. And, he concluded, what a terribly sad world we all live in.
"Only a rhyme? Well then, what should we do about it? Give up, or continue with this war that Frozen Dreams has declared? Either way, it would appear from your 'rhyme', we lose, so we might as well choose here and now."
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