<font face=centaur><font color=white>.sanity is the madness preferred by the majority.</font></font> -- Paradise Isle

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Date Posted: 13:02:30 12/06/03 Sat
Author: .the.sandman.
Subject: .sanity is the madness preferred by the majority.
In reply to: SHAZAAM 's message, "(.absolution is the key, and my guiding light.)--everyone/all--returning" on 21:32:02 12/04/03 Thu

.crane retracts slightly, feeling somewhat threatened by the other's tone of voice.his soft occuli showed no emotion as they darted about, doing their own inspection of the one he hadn't yet discovered was as princess.his voice was soft and low; coming from deep within his barrel.

"I think I'm alright."

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[> .:Princess in Hiding:. -- Elven, 14:09:07 12/06/03 Sat [1]

A flash of ire flared in her eyes and was gone, leaving her as impassive as ever. Perhaps if war wasn't in their midst, she would have been amused by his misunderstanding. However, the time for mirth and jesting lay somewhere in the distant future...she hoped.

.:What is your name and affiliation?:. she asked, deciding that clarification was definitely in order. Noting the other's withdrawal, she inwardly wished she didn't have to sound so cold and unfeeling; but until his identity was revealed, she couldn't soften that impenetratable shield she surrounded herself with.

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[> [> .sanity is the madness preferred by the majority. -- .the.sandman., 15:33:03 12/06/03 Sat [1]

.slight look of acrimony dances 'pon ashen features, dark orbs shimmering with amusement.was he being taken lightly?.shy?.perhaps.weak?.most definitely not.though he didn't even know her name, the pale brute felt he could confide in and relate to this femme.caution was the best precaution.he knew how she felt.

"I am Percius Araelious by name...call me Sandman. And you are...?"

.his wariness with this one was gone without a trace.he was certain that it was now safe.

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