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Date Posted: 07:24:53 07/27/03 Sun
Author: Magic Hour
Subject: � Bloody Sunset �
In reply to: . d0g . . s0ldiers . 's message, ". AgOnY ." on 20:01:40 07/26/03 Sat

Filla enters shortly behind the depressed stally. Butterscotch optics glit with confusion and empothy. Even seeing him in such a state, a state that he shouldn't have been in, faces her with the anger toward the mare that had so heartlessly pushed him out. Twin peaks fall limp in sorrow, she didn't understand how lights behaved, nor did the great brute who lay so disheartened before her by the looks of it. How could the purest of heart exile? Were the lights, as they say, the true good? In her experience this day she felt it was truly the darker to whom the title "good" should be entrusted. Slowly, the young dove makes an approach to the stally, downright determined to cheer him up even if she had to kill him to do it...which was an unfortunate possibility by the look of him. All the same, the stallion would be cheered up whether he liked it or not, seeing as Magi's stubern arrogance had already set on the idea. She stops a few feet away, but well in his eyesight so as not to startle him.

Dog Soldiers...are you okay? Crania is bowed so he wouldn't have to look up to see her. Those jerks really kicked you where it hurts didn't they? Tears of concern form in the clear pools of the child's eyes.

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. AtTeMpTeD . . sUiCiDe . -- . d0g . . s0ldiers ., 00:15:01 07/28/03 Mon
- � Bloody Sunset � -- Magic Hour, 10:29:16 07/28/03 Mon
  - . bRiNk . . Of . . DeStRuCtIoN . -- . d0g . . s0ldiers ., 23:15:09 07/28/03 Mon
    - � Bloody Sunset � -- Magic Hour, 05:16:06 07/29/03 Tue
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        � Bloody Sunset � -- Magic Hour, 10:32:09 07/30/03 Wed
        . dEaTh . -- . d0g . . s0ldiers ., 02:26:26 07/31/03 Thu
        =Shot Down= -- Force, 08:29:50 07/31/03 Thu
        . CoMpLeTe . -- . d0g . . s0ldiers ., 15:24:13 07/31/03 Thu
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