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Date Posted: 19:14:19 02/27/02 Wed
Author: .siren.
Subject: .contrition? perhaps, perhaps not.

**a 'contrite' look is sent in the direction of martyr, but even in mild apology the satirical tint cannot quite depart from her regal visage in totality. seeing that one of only two she truly respects is casting a critical eye upon her own ashen figure, she receives a check of her recent blatant annoyance calmly. aye, 'twas true that of late aggression seemed a key note in her fickle song, and though it could be attributed to many things, the most likely seemed to be the season. or perhaps it could simply be a result of annoyances in another dimension. whatever it was, it reflected on her own character in biting irritance**

.thank you.

.for subtly putting me back in my place.


**a collected masque of solemnity settling over delicate features in a perfect fit, she dips a shattered crest to the much-respected mare. i've been more overbearing than i have been accustomed to myself, and some have felt my restlessness via my acidic comments. let me breathe, and grapple with the partitions of my composure, shaken as of late with some explosion. spring has colored my sentiments with vivacity i would not have thought of, if you will understand; intensity that i would normally have confined to myself has recently disturbed the thoughts of others**

.i recover.

**the habituated expression of gently mocking indifference once more painted across her fine countenance, the silver-throated mistress of deception assumes her dulcet role of the celestial angel. again appearing pristine, her pelt of spectral snow playing to the task with perfection, a melodious aria of refined musique slips through the obscuring atmosphere before the darkness engulfs the lonely soloist…**

~siren~


(*shniffles* Aww, now I have no outlet of my bitchiness! Time to go corrupt another antisocial character of mine, eh? ^_^; Sowwie to everyone that felt my apoplectic fit...namely *cough* Intrepid... o.O And tankies Diablo, for stickin' by me)

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[> +lobes lift+ -- US Intrepid, 19:29:42 02/27/02 Wed

Unpredictable Soul strode towards her nemisis Siren.

Her orbs were focused dead on the silver pelted femme, but malice wasn't in them as usual.

A hint of calm was shown with a delicate snort instead of a full blown one of hate or haught.

"Malice and sins can be forgotten in mere seconds, but friendship usually lasts forever and grown stronger all the time... Alliance?"

The offered alliance hung in the air heavy like the atmosphere before a monsterous storm.

There choice was Siren's.

Her's to say yes and end the terrifying madness.

Or to say no and let the unfair battles rage on.

What'll it be?


((just like she said... Malice can be forgotten... Friends?))

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[> [> .off guard. -- .siren., 19:35:08 02/27/02 Wed

**quite a turnaround. yes, one abrupt indeed. but one not entirely unwelcome...deep orics study the young mare with scrutinizing detail, weighing the balance silently. the soloist had seen the 'face-off' with tidus, and it had taken the same turn. a chain reaction? a quiet snort is emitted in vague reply, still considering, pondering**

.what brings on the sudden change?.

**i'm not denying your offer just yet. but i shan't rush headlong into an alliance, especially with one that has held ill-concealed detestation for me for so long and until so recently. tell me, intrepid, what reverses your thoughts to make me such a deal?**

~siren~


(Ergh...crap post. This is weird. I just went to the OOC Board and saw your post in which you declared that everyone hated my little Siren as a haughty bitch, which really hit home, and now I check back here and you're making me an offer of alliance. o.O Moooood swing...)

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[> [> [> +explanation+ -- Intrepid, 19:52:25 02/27/02 Wed

The mare eyed the elder up and down wondering if she should retract the offer.

Quick mind decides against such an action.

Her heart had been told that one so low can only go up,

and with the rise she must make ammence for those they have harmed.

Try to aquire them as friends as opposed to enemies,

for everyone deserves a friend.

Enemies hurt.

"A wise person once told me you can only go up, but to remember who you are. I'm taking the words to heart. Join me as an alliance, don't keep this silly fight up any longer."

Femmina watched her with calm eyes.

The offer stood firmly.

No malice, or harm was to come to she dubbed Siren.


((I offer friendship since I realize I too am quite haughty but I do something call listen & I watch & wait for the right moment to strike... Maybe by forming an alliance you too can learn not to be haughty & be liked for who you are not what you can do. You know? I'm sorry for hurting you...))

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[> [> [> [> .archnemesis?. -- .flama escura. the arch angel., 12:55:59 02/28/02 Thu


.siren.


**i have lived and walked in your shadow, siren. whilst you rise to glory, i am utterly ignored. few alliances do i form, for only the most worthy are chosen. any great deed i manage is forgotten, a mere memory. tell me - when will i finally walk my own path? when will i finally rise into glory of my own making? i have lived a pointless life so far, my friend, and a bitter one. you should know my pride in being your friend, siren, for it is true. i risked much in defending you, but alas, i made my choice, i did what i had to, and i do not regret it**


.intrepid.


**things started the wrong way for us. i chose what i had to, as martyr did. i did for my friend the same as martyr did for you. will you hold against me, intrepid, for something in which i had nearly no choice? was i to side with one i hardly knew? i have known siren for many years, and i would not abandon her for anything. i ask again, intrepid, if you hold it against me. you do, and you deny martyr's actions also**

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[> [> [> [> [> +no blame+ -- Intrepid, 13:25:04 02/28/02 Thu

Optics glue upon both before her.

"Small squawbles aren't worth anything nor do they mean anything and to you too I offer an alliance. Will you both accept?

She looks unto them both in wonder.

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[> [> [> [> .relenting. -- .siren., 19:04:27 02/28/02 Thu

**the likeness of a sigh issuing forth from satin labria, her hard and distrusting gaze shifts away from the mare before her to fix upon the distant horizon in silent meditation. glimpsing something that none else could fathom, she contemplates without stirring for a moment, and though that moment be brief, it seems eternity to those who harken to the discourse. waging a battle between pride and heart, or perhaps it was all the same, all one. unwavering optics return to the potential ally, measuring with a judgment that has been made clear and unbiased by deep and careful thought. fresh eyes, a new beginning, letting the hard-caked and injust prejudice wash from her mind in a sweeping release**

.in truth.

**the evil stars came together to work against our first meeting, and it was ill-fated, resting uneasy on my soul. it is not often that i harbor such abhorrence for an equine, and in this case i may have been wrought into hasty and harsh actions by simple stress from all dimensions. it has distressed me much, though pride would not allow this admission previously; i see our bickering now as puerile and useless in striving to unite the cadre as one singularly mighty force. to look upon you with new eyes, in a proper light, i find not nearly so much fault as my anger-blinded gaze had conjured before**

.forgiveness on both sides?.

**a simple dip of patrician crania arches slender boa into gently aquiline perfection, shrewd eyes not leaving the mare before her, and the hatchet descends into a dank grave, buried into the graveyard of shattered hopes within the soul of the lonely soloist. silent agreement is made, a binding pact is formed. a tentative pace forth is taken, an inaudible prelude weaving sorcery in the charged air, dial extended in tendrils of acquaintance. let us begin afresh - and as allies**

~siren~


(*Wipes brow* I feel much better now that we officially don't hate each other any more. ^_~)

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[> [> [> [> [> +splendor+ -- Intrepid, 19:26:58 02/28/02 Thu

Nares gathered the other vixen's scent for new reasons.

Lobes were pircked forth upon her fully.

"You were forgiven when I first asked for this alliance"

A light nip was granted to the other's shoulder.

The alliance was to be strong.

Two great warriors combined in one brutal force.

An unnerving thought to any who dared to challenge.

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