| Subject: OOC- But Franny... I really, REALLY don't want Mal to die. |
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Malussinn
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Date Posted: 20:16:25 09/12/02 Thu
In reply to:
Ziraga
's message, "Glance" on 11:59:50 09/12/02 Thu
"Ziraga, if you simply attack I shall call off the fight." The previous amusement was creeping sneakily to whence it came. Snapping his tail in a silent retort, he rolled his weight onto his hinds so as to feel the strength and weaknesses of his muscles to their utmost extent. He pawed the air experimentally once, twice, then three times before returning easily to the ground.
That was when he noticed the recently arrived. He casted a curious look towards Jakquer. His expression becomes cold as realization reaches him.
"My terms. I have a mate now, her name is Cirrus. If I lose this fight then you must leave her alone. You must leave the whole of Evil Valley alone, for that matter. Many live there, and I wish for them to continue living there undisturbed. You can make your home somewhere else.
Another term, my daughter. If I lose she is not to be your captive. You have your own family to return to, if I remember correctly, and have no need to take mine."
All that is left in the absence of amusement, mirth, and general friendliness, is icey eyes and piercing thoughts.
"The terms of battle will be as thus: no powers shall be used by either opponent, and there shall be allowed no surrender. Either you, or I, will be dead in the aftermath of this fight. Agreed?"
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