Subject: Look who's a Little Upstart |
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Nightmare
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Date Posted: 14:17:41 10/04/02 Fri
In reply to:
Amurath
's message, "Eyes burning with hatred, the mare hotly enters the territory. A few words are muttered, which seems to be ones of curses, but cannot be clear." on 19:48:44 10/01/02 Tue
The dapple-grey battleaxe of a mare snarls a snort, stomping a single hoof down so hard onto the rocks that form this land that a few chips come off and scud down the hazardous slope.
"Vachaniria, this is intolerable! How dare you kick out a mare for merely having some attitude. If the attitude was directed towards you... indeed some discipline would be necessary, but this poor excuse for a mare," she glares needles at Amurath, "is a traitor and a disgrace to the Amazons, who joined our number and then went off with a stallion."
Her fierce, spirited eyes deal a smarting blow to the so-called Commander, a blow which she restrains herself from dealing physically. Her voice acquires a glacial chill but is calm nonetheless. "You have a lot to learn, Vachaniria, and I am demoting you. No, technically I don't have the right, but you know as well as I do that I'm here to supervise you and ensure you do not make a complete mess of the little group I have so carefully nurtured (and beaten...) into existence. So far, I'm afraid, you're doing a rather poor job of it. You can still prove yourself, but as my First Officer. Perhaps you will be promoted. Perhaps, indeed, you will not."
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