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Subject: I can feel it..

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Sabra

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Date Posted: 12:31:07 04/26/05 Tue
In reply to: Zeth 's message, ".:.Yes, I believe so.:." on 20:30:09 04/25/05 Mon

((heh I think my post was to vague she was actually without thinking going to give him the dagger. that is why at the end she realizes what she is doing and gets mad. but this way is just as interesting ))

stunned speechless at his whispered words Sabra looks to his shaken form with amazement. pools a bit wide, her thoughts to loud for her own good. puzzling over why any one would want her.. was love what he could not have? It did not make since.. It was foolish, love only brought pain and he would not find it in her. rambling thoughts trying to keep up as things..feelings she was not allowed to experience ran rampant within. why would he wish to touch a killer that had been trained all her life to think that was all that the world had for her. the purpose drilled into her every waking moment, her reason for living only in her mission. could he possible understand this and still wish to know her.

absurd and impossible though for a time the dagger remained suspended and forgotten. pools scanning his features her head shaking slowly, dark waves of silken ebon strands cascading over her shoulders and back. no.. no It was the breaking of times hold that was creating this disillusion. the hand holding the dagger falling though not as one would think, it falling to rest back at her side as she stood silent before speaking back to the confused male. no you have it wrong... all she was was a killer nothing more no compassion, no softness, no mercy, no history, no emotions, no childhood..nothing but violent memories and condemnations, to walk alone in time and space forever.

a weapon that had been wielded for another's good or was it evil? only to destroy those around her including the wielder and become a wild energy that felt no remorse no obligations and no morals. but then why did her hand drop? why did questions of who he was form and haunt her every move. why?... asking for answers she was sure he had no clue how to give. the question encompassing all that ran through her mind. the one word even questioning her purpose and her being as well as his own. so deep did her question run that no one reply could ever satisfy it.

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Subject	Author	Date
`.:. I cant. I've gone numb.:.`	Zeth	18:57:59 05/03/05 Tue
I cant help -- Sabra, 16:42:22 05/06/05 Fri .:. This could lead to some R Rating.:. -- Zeth, 20:34:24 05/12/05 Thu It could indeed -- Sabra, 22:09:56 05/12/05 Thu `.:. how many times.:.` -- Zeth, 18:14:30 05/22/05 Sun