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Date Posted: 13:53:26 08/04/02 Sun
Author: Mignon
Author Host/IP: NoHost / 63.224.243.59
Subject: (OOC: h'lo, all.. terribly sorry for the wait, I know you were all just dying to hear from me... **eyes River Tail pointedly** but ah, my computer semi-crashed a few days ago, that's why I haven't been on... I'm on my brother's computer at the moment, so, uh, yeah. Inside--)
In reply to: Endy OOC 's message, "OOC: Xan, do you play D&D?" on 11:02:34 08/04/02 Sun

**Still lost in thought, the babe looks absentmindedly around the cafe and eventually rests her gaze on an unlikely pair conversing at the bar on the other side of the room. It looks to be... River Tail, holding a curious-looking blade in his paws, talking earnestly with a sly-looking vixen the babe hadn't noticed before. An assasin in disguise, maybe? The dibbun (secretly she thinks of herself as "Mignon," a French word, meaning of "cute"... her real name being lost to her through complicated circumstances when she was an infant, the babe had taken it upon herself to make up her own name until somebeast gave her a more permanent one--quite an unlikely prospect in the present circumstances, of course, but--one can always hope...) can hear only bits and peices of their conversation over the cafe music.. to the weaselbabe it seems that the otter and the fox are making a deal over... something to do with mountains? The babe ("Mignon") curls her lip in disgust and shudders. Yecch. She'd had her share of bad experiences in mountains, before..

Suddenly it becomes known to the babe that she is being watched. Out of the corner of her eye she sees the otter, River Tail, cast a long, piercing stare in her direction, then turn quickly away. The babe turns away also, shuddering, and gets a strange feeling like she is being convicted of a crime she knows she didn't commit. Golly, if looks could burn...

Eventually the babe gets up from the rocking-horse and wanders forlornly through the cafe, her mind still miles away... Stopping next to a cafe table with a long lace tablecloth covering it, she suddenly plops down on the ground and starts whimpering softly. She was all alone in a strange squirrel-place, and Lya...? Lya had tricked her, and now... her soft cries give rise to a high, keening wail, completely ignoring the beasts around her. So what if they heard her cry? they didn't care about her, not even Miz Autumn...

The babe lifts her forepaws from the ground, touches her forehead, covered in sweat... The image of a dark-looking creature cowled in black flashes across her mind's eye. A brilliant flash of bent metal appears under the long whirling black cloak for a half-second.

Deiga!


As if in a trance, the babe stares at her paws, still damp from the sweat of her face. Her eyes grow round with fear and a sort of diffident awe--they are stained with blood...


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