| Subject: Snorts, "Too true, too true." Chews thoughtfully on a stick. |
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Malussinn
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Date Posted: 09:36:28 05/20/01 Sun
In reply to:
Grey
's message, "He nods vigourously and snorts. "If you won't listen to me about it, at least listen to her."" on 16:52:28 05/19/01 Sat
Frowns. I still am against some of things that happened.
Looks at his player, "Haven't you said enough already?"
No.
"What more is there to be said?" Malussinn inquires softly.
How can a bit of bleedin' and cramps get in the way of typing and thoughts? And maybe a bit of mercy should have been here, mixed in with thoughtfullness, and a tiny bit of kindness at least! And if Grey's player was so badly off, the least she could have done was to rest and get better!
"Are you done?"
Crosses arms, Yeah, I'm mainly done.
"Mainly?" Sighs tolerantly. "What now?"
There's this thing about mate...
"MATE?! Are you going to start that again?" Shifts his hooves.
Yes. The player's voice is strong with determination.
"I'm a confirmed old bachelor..."
His player cuts him off, And likely to remain so. But that's not the point. The point is, that True Evil can't be your heir! He's adopted first of all, second of all he wont be a good King. Mutters, Neither will his spouse for that matter.
"What does this have to do with my getting a mate? My daughter will be the Heir to the Throne then!"
Uhuh, no. She's gone off and joined that new tt... What was it again? Oh yes, Onyx Pass. That territory only for youngsters. Snorts. That daughter of yours needs to learn more, and you haven't even started! You need a mate!
"I can teach my own daughter by myself thank you very much! I don't need any mare to do it for me!"
Your a stallion.
"And what has that got to do with anything?"
Sighs slightly in annoyance, Your male, and your daughter just happens to be female.
Eyes his player, "Are you saying that I need another female," spits out the word with distaste, "to teach my daughter properly?"
Yes. Uncrosses arms, and gestures at Malussinn. Look at yourself. You hate females. Just because you haven't been with one emotionally for a while. Loosen up! Thunderwave is fine with his mate.
"He's insane."
Maybe so, he's still happy with Nia.
"I always knew that's where all the insane genes of my family went."
Fine. Look at Apathan.
"Not even if my life depended on it."
Narrows hazel-green eyes to slits. What I mean is, Hopeless Terror and Apathan are happy. Actually, they're more than happy! They're ecstatic.
"Are you comparing me to Apathan?"
Yes, I'm comparing you to Apathan in some respects.
Snorts with laughter, then stops suddenly. "What respects?"
You're both males.
"I do not need to listen to this!" The stallion tosses his head up, like a human might do with his hands. "I'm leaving."
Not until we talk this through.
"No. I'm leaving now." He turns sharply and races off, the dust swirling away from his hooves in his hurry to get away from his player.
You can run, but you can't hide! Laughing, the faint human form runs after the fleeing horse. I'm Coming!
(By the way... You have just been honored in seeing the continuing arguements of Malussinn and his player. It also means, lucky Grey, that I'm getting off his back.)
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