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Date Posted: 15:47:05 02/26/02 Tue
Author: USTH Intrepid
Subject: +Devine+
Lithic hued demmina's liquescent strides covered lithe terra with more pride in her strides.
Lisle muscles rippled beneath polished azure marble satin.
Foilage of fruit trees cast soft shaded patterns across her powerful back the beauty was enough to make Pomona sigh in defeat.
Silver shadowed azul coat masked her firery heart,
Pelee was in her blood.
Clarron whistle was emitted to her alliances as her form peregrinated across terra of springtime splendor.
Devine bodice skimmed through high greass with perfection at her side.
Peri would have envied her.
Aphrodite was nothing next to her.
A muse was she.
Spirited, deceitful.
Undoubtedly a piece worth eternal damnation.
Bold ebon tapestries danced at her hocks,
onyx waterfall cascaded and was whipped by a brisk breeze as morning's gray clouds galloped across the sky.
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[.one slip is all it takes.] -- [:.knife edge.:], 16:17:22 02/26/02 Tue
[.oculars observe..raven tendrils a knotted, silken mass..to differentiate would be the task of kings..yet not all kings have the grace of the elite.]
[.i brand myself a quiet breed.]
[.but i have my hateful needs.]
[.haunting, nagging.]
[.i must race to keep from lagging.]
[.shit piles up so high.]
[.you need wings to stay asky.]
[.intrepid.]
[.your continual development.]
[.is watched closely by myself.]
[.and, i'm sure.]
[.many others.]
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[.one slip is all it takes.] -- [:.knife edge.:], 16:17:47 02/26/02 Tue
[.oculars observe..raven tendrils a knotted, silken mass..to differentiate would be the task of kings..yet not all kings have the grace of the elite.]
[.i brand myself a quiet breed.]
[.but i have my hateful needs.]
[.haunting, nagging.]
[.i must race to keep from lagging.]
[.shit piles up so high.]
[.you need wings to stay asky.]
[.intrepid.]
[.your continual development.]
[.is watched closely by myself.]
[.and, i'm sure.]
[.many others.]
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+surprise+ -- USTH Intrepid, 16:43:56 02/26/02 Tue
Why would one of such rank grace her?
Was she finally being accepted for who she was?
A soft snort is given with a beam of pride upon her muzzle.
"I hope I'll end up in further good graces with you sir..."
Small filly bowed her head to respected stud umongst the cadre.
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.watch your back. -- .abbadon., 16:30:49 02/26/02 Tue
.hmm. Intrepid. i see that you have proven your worth in other places than this. but remember, dearest, that a mere title does not make you anything special. in my book, at least, you will still be regarded as the Intrepid you were yesterday. but there is always room for improvement. and i have to agree your status in my mind has risen. perhaps i shall start to think about you with interest. perhaps.
.hmmm.
.a muse?.
.you have never regarded yourself as such before.
.but maybe.
.a title means nothing.
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.mimic. -- Mime, 16:44:28 02/26/02 Tue
torrent of winds. hushed silence. listen closely.
flutes flicker, pools turning to goruping. Ah yes, do not become too proud dear Intrepid. Expressionless gaze remains upon she, wishing not for lamia to become unliked by cadre.
.trapped in an invisible box, yet maybe simply invisible to you.
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+blows softly+ -- Intrepid, 17:15:01 02/26/02 Tue
She remembers a time when pride ment everything,
even if you were hated by all,
if you still had your pride you were everything.
Had that changed? Femmina perked her ears towards Abbadon.
Lamps smoldered like oak flames.
The threat was taken with a smile,
and returned
"Be sure to watch yours, always think of what may float from behind the shadows to rip your throat out."
She spoke in an eerie tone.
The victories had not gone to her head,
but she would not be forced under the tides she so loved.
A whicker was sent to Mime,
she'd step lightly.
As light as the breeze along the sea shore on a fine summer's eve.
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