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Date Posted: 21:50:59 11/25/03 Tue
Author: Kissin' Death
Subject: XoXoXo's Have Got Nothin' On Her
In reply to: Dagger's Rebellion 's message, "Rebel the Fright" on 18:55:23 11/18/03 Tue

The molten copper form winced as she felt the other famme push off froom her withers. She bit back a cry of pain and fear. Yes, fear. As the stormed fae pushed off of her, Kiss's form was pushed to the side. She slipped and struggled to regain her footing. AS she shook her head, she saw the silver ullet speeding at her. She smiled calmly, anger risingin her chest. Perhaps she was mad? No one this angry smiled this calmly. She threw herself at the other fae, ivories looking for something to close on too, swift pistons ready to stop and brace herself when the impact came. SHe ducked her head, and tightened her chest, ready for the other fatale.

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[> A war with many motives -- Daughter of Light, 23:07:11 11/25/03 Tue [1]

(Sorry for delay�my neighborhood had a power outage. Fun stuff.)
The mare continued to harass Adrian even as he scurried out of her reach, for half the battle was psychological. For her part, she held no fear�she had completed her own duties, and the kingdom, though threatened, rested in eight capable hooves. Perhaps her continual chivvying of the momentarily retreating equine placed her too close, less able to react to forward aggression. Perhaps, but, throwing reason for instinct, the dame kept on. Then, the brute whirled suddenly, a mad look in his 'evil' eyes. Inwardly, she thought of few as truly evil and recognized the clear distinction between evil and simple difference. These thoughts, however, were ultimately dismissed; for now he was an enemy, and an enemy he would remain for as long as his hooves were unfriendly upon her soil. Though only momentary, the ethereal ponderings had stolen her attention for a second too long, and abruptly dangerous hooves were rushing towards her vulnerable skull. The Light reacted sharply to this sudden attack, throwing her head to the sky and with it her front, twisting away to remove her cranium from the danger zone. Though she knew naught of the damage incurred to his limb, she refused to concede the advantage to his skilled advance and, before the pain of his daggers slamming into her flank registered with greater than a dim awareness, DOL sent her own hooves in flight towards him, though hind instead of fore.

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