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Date Posted: 13:50:12 08/24/02 Sat
Author: Mignon
Author Host/IP: dialD217.bois.uswest.net / 216.161.143.217
Subject: Ah... Fire Blade. I'm not sure we've met yet. Inside--
In reply to: Fire_Blade/Terrance 's message, "OOC: Hey, quit talking about me!! It's not nice!!" on 18:03:08 08/23/02 Fri

OOC:**laughs** Intriguing, am I... nice. Um, yes, terribly sorry, my sincere apologies an' all that. I've been, oh, registrating and such, school demands don't y' know. And... I'm going hiking sunday, and my school starts october 3rd. Yechh. And I'm taking cyan as my new font color, if that be all right with everybeast. And, I beleive the word be 'weasel,' not 'weasle,' mind you. So--

The babe's eyes shone a covetous blue at the offered dagger and she snatched it from the vixen in a thrice, not waiting for her to take it back. She held it in one paw for a moment, and then on an impulse the babe lifted it to her mouth and licked it tenatively. It was small and sturdy-looking, if not overly glamorous, and it just seemed... right, like it was made to fit her own paw. She closed her eyes momentarily, almost relaxing. It was good to hold metal again in her paw... if you didn't count the dirk or the wirecutter she had aquired and lost in the burning, she hadn't had a proper weapon for, oh, simply ages--actually, once she came to thinking about it, she hadn't ever really had a proper blade--which was good, considering the trouble she'd get into from owning one for herself, back at...

Suddenly the weaselbabe was aware that the vixen was still talking. She popped out of her reverie with a snap and strained to catch her words. Something about... oh, she was saying that his name was River Tail and that he was of no true.. a big word... what? of no true... Yes, well.

The babe waited to see that the vixen had had her say, and then a thought occured to the babe, and she picked up the spoon from where it had lain on the table. She stared at it skeptically. It only seemed right that she should give something for the blade--to make sure the fox didn't call it a bad trade later, she told herself--but then, she had never been one for ethics, as you may call them. After all, the vermin she had known could hardly be called ethical, and what would a vixen want with a spoon, anyway? But it was hers now, to do with as she deigned, and anyway, it could never hurt to maintain a nuetral stance with foxes, sly beasts though they were... Of course it also didn't hurt to stay on the good side of any beast much bigger than her, much more a full grown vixen over twice her own size.. She looked up at the vixen, taller than she by a good quarter her height despite her care to take a taller stool, and then an air of something like respect came of the babe, and she set the spoon solemly on the table and abruptly slid off the stool in the direction of the exit. The weasel had taken only a few steps away, however, when she experienced a curious feeling she hadn't felt much before, and she turned back to the fox with all the pride she could muster and said quickly, "Don't look at me like that! Light, vixen, take it! There, it's fair now, so you and your friends can leave me alone now please, 'cause I'm leavin'."

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**blushes and examines her toes** M'sorry, I didn't look at any of the other threads... yes, well. I think I'll just stick with green. My sincere apologies to... to everybody who 'owns' cyan/turqouis. (NT) -- Miggs, 14:06:45 08/24/02 Sat