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Subject: Forget it, buster.

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Dances with Darkness

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Date Posted: 21:33:33 01/01/03 Wed
In reply to: ??? 's message, "Uh ohhhhhhhhh" on 13:00:33 12/31/02 Tue

No. Most definitely not. Suddenly the sleek mare becomes enraged for her friend, her eyes burning with the stubborness and temper inherited from her easy-going father. Side-stepping around the parents, she thrusts her zenith/face/visage/whatever right up to dearest Dare Devil's, her breath freezing in her momentary anger.

"Excuse me, Aunt Nia, Uncle Thunderwave. But I'm afraid Dare Devil has to go immediately to Paradise Isle." A low whicker catches in her throat as she continues, her lobes pressed busily against her skull in that obvious sign of aggression. "Dare Devil has some unfinished business which he needs to attend to- and no one, especially the one on that isle, wants him to delay any longer. If he does, he may just find a hoof in his rear end. Understood?" The last directed towards Dare Devil himself, her back hoof, as if to confirm her sincerity, twitches in anticipation.

[OOC- Heh. You said you wanted someone to kick him there... well, Dancey wanted to help.]

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Darey
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Date Posted: 21:54:50 01/01/03 Wed

"Honestly Dancey, you are such a PAIN." Darey mutters, glaring back at her and having a slight advantage of stockiness over her. However, stockiness is nothing to the I'm the mare and it's because I say so darn it authority that Dancey possesses over him. "Fine, I'll GO."

His gaze sweeps to include his family, and friends, and he gives another bob of his head. "I'll be back, but Dancey's right." He says with a sidelong look at his cousin. "If anyone wants to follow me. Hahha." He laughs weakly, still a bit nervous at heading out. "Well, right." He adds lastly before galloping off in the direction Paradise Isle.