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Date Posted: 22:51:57 09/06/03 Sat
Author: Que Sera
Subject: [sera, sera]

[the bay mare, sides lathered and bloody, wanders into the terra. dazed and exhausted, she collapses near the borders. breathing heavily, she musters energy and stands, albeit shakily. looking back, she looks for the others that had been at Frozen Lake]

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[> ...long time no see... -- C, 09:30:17 09/07/03 Sun [1]

...as the sun pulled itself into the tranquil morning sky, the buckskin had just arrived from listening to the King's, or who he presumed to be the King, speech. it was harsh on his eyes, so used to the shady realms such as the hideout, when the radiant globe's rays poured down and bathed the ground in their glow. a slow, plegmatic breeze traipsed about, causing whitecaps on the wrestling waves and swaying in the tall palms. an island is a serene, peaceful place...so where on earth did war come in?

war is one of those topics that seems to be hard to live with and hard to live without. its one of those relationships where you thrive on the activity and adrenaline in war, then also enjoy the times of peace, or so you think. no, war is a favorite of the characters of CM no matter how brutal and violent it seems. in times of peace one must constantly create disturbances in order to allow the game to remain fun. and it is in this manner that C reaqquaints(sp?) himself with an old friend.

dipping his stately head, the buckskin utters a soft whicker in greeting, taking in the mare's grotesque fashion with those inquisitive, worried eyes. he strained to hear a reply, if there was one to be heard, and moved in closer, afraid to get too close in case he were to harm the fragile balance in which she held her life...

Sera, do you remember me? C? I've come to help fight as well and am quite skilled in the art of battle. Where have you come from in such a horrid state?

((ooc: argh, hockey game on monday, so pardon tomorrow's absence!))

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[> [sera, sera] -- Que Sera, 13:27:57 09/07/03 Sun [1]

[the mare looks up into a familiar face, grinning madly] Hello C. Yes, I remember you. But I suppose you're an illusion... Oh well, at least you're someone I can talk to, real or not. I came from Frozen Lake. [she coughs, a dry, rough sound that shakes her petite frame. shaking her head feebly, she resumes her talk] Lots of fighting over there. It's crazy... [she giggles at the word "crazy", laughing until she has to lay down once more. once recumbent, she seems to gather a bit of her sane self back and looks up again] I don't feel well. And I think I've gone mad... [her voice drops off, mournful eyes downcast]

ooc: no problem. as you can see, Sera's a bit off her rocker, so excuse her for the moment.

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[> =Burning Blood= -- Annalee, 14:46:54 09/07/03 Sun [1]

How the sun would have turned her chestnut coat into a rippling pelt of burnished copper. That is, if it wasn't covered in blood and debris. Favoring her hindleg, she limped toward the mare she recognized as her ally from Frozen Lake. Flies began to congregate about the torn flesh of her withers and back, drawn by the fresh blood. Her pelt quivered in response causing the mare to grimace in pain. =Hello= she said softly, her dark eyes intent upon Sera. =I see that you've made it out as well, for that I am grateful. I'd like to thank you for your assistance, it was greatly appreciated=

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[> ...everything's gonna be alright... -- Criminal Illusions (C), 17:39:25 09/07/03 Sun [1]

...like the time when you bite into a spicy haba�ero chili pepper, the pain eventually subsides, no matter how much you wish your life would just cease and you could be peaceful once more. the same goes for war. eventually something, be it troops or will or supplies, is depleted and one side succeeds or a truce is preposed. long ago, when Malussinn ruled the evil race, peace was more abundant and the leader seemed to have an understanding with the lights. not so now. Adrian has a history of getting cocky and full of himself. not so long ago he attempted to raid Hopeful Valley--he and only like 5 followers--and they failed miserably. adrian was not prepared and sorely mistaken. however, he has learned from his mistakes and somehow became king of the darks...only his attitude has not changed one bit. in the end, whichever outcome befalls the ever-hopeful lights, everything turns out alright(rhyme!).

it was rather unfortunate that the buckskin stallion was unable to give solace and help to the miserable mare(s), but the call to amass troops at SKB had been given and he was nay a deserter of the cause. apologetic, dark eyes glanced from the stranger back to Sera and he whickered a low, sorrowful farewell, though his spirits were certain on the upside. with a quip of encouragement, the mustang took off, charcoal-hued tail streaming behind in the breeze which had picked up since their greeting...

I'll come back to chat and possibly help you after my duties are completed, but for now take care and rest. If you think you've become mental, you are mental. Farewell, Sera; farewell, um...brave comrade(Annalee). May we meet again!

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[> [sera, sera] -- Que Sera, 18:47:38 09/07/03 Sun [1]

[the bay mare's bloodshot eyes travel to the other mare. a weak smile and she stands, legs quaking beneath her small body] Hello. You're welcome. I was off to fight anyhow. I don't believe I ever caught your name. [her breathing is eased, her sweat darkened flanks beginning to dry. light headed but standing, she was in better shape already] Should we go to Sun Kissed Beach? [without waiting for an answer, the mare begins to walk off, head low in exhaustion]

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