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Date Posted: 20:40:46 05/28/03 Wed
Author: Silk
Subject: Test of Wits (certainly not the most creative... lol)
In reply to: Demon/Riley 's message, "OOC" on 20:05:47 05/27/03 Tue

Throat tightening, the femmora grinned deviously. It is a challenge, indeed. "Of course, when you try anything involving myself, severe consequences mostly follow behind." Her muscles bunched as tension attached itself to the mare. "Excuse me, for a moment," she curtly adds, slender legs carrying her form to the nearby stream to moisten her parched throat. The palomino, thirst quenched, turns her crania a bit to allow Demonio to enter her eye's vision. "How can I be defined as mean, when you are dubbed as it, evil?"

(Simple, yet sweet. *laughs quietly* For an unidentified reason, I'm finding much amusement out of this. :))

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[> [> Test of Wits (certainly not the most creative... lol) -- Silk, 20:41:44 05/28/03 Wed [1]

Throat tightening, the femmora grinned deviously. It is a challenge, indeed. "Of course, when you try anything involving myself, severe consequences mostly follow behind." Her muscles bunched as tension attached itself to the mare. "Excuse me, for a moment," she curtly adds, slender legs carrying her form to the nearby stream to moisten her parched throat. The palomino, thirst quenched, turns her crania a bit to allow Demonio to enter her eye's vision. "How can I be defined as mean, when you are dubbed as it, evil?"

(Simple, yet sweet. *laughs quietly* For an unidentified reason, I'm finding much amusement out of this. :))

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