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Date Posted: 20:41:01 02/28/02 Thu
Author: Intrepid
Subject: +bow+
In reply to: Martyr 's message, "**With the blood of the angels' sword...**" on 20:31:02 02/28/02 Thu

Femme bows her dial to her trusted alliance.

As visage returns to proud height her orbs scan the three she'd called an alliance with.

Tidus, worthy indeed.

Siren, ooo she knew this one's hatred all too well. Worthy.

Abbadon, a critical eye was cast upon the one that even under call of alliance was haughty and quite deserving of nothing. Unworthy.

She knew Martyr was well capable of making her own decisions.

She wouldn't interfere any further unless she saw it fit.

Lingering optics fall upon the ebon steed, Black Thunder.

With a shake of her visage she breaks the gaze and nips Martyr delicately in greeting.

"We are a sight to behold. Pity the group that dare try to challenge us... Pity, point, and laugh as they writhe on the ground in a sea of their own blood."

A dark snicker left her lips with a cruel smirk.

Pelt shone brightly in mid-day sun.

Optics glittered brightly as they passed over her alliances.

What a glorious time.

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[> |:~:|�in|:~:| -- Tidus, 05:21:48 03/01/02 Fri

|:~:|Brutale of onyx paces tranquilly to facade of thee dubbed Martyr. You summoned? Fluctuation of zenith is given to the sentinel as gaze flickers swiftly to Intrepid. 'Tis no surprise you have come here, afilliate... Mercurine optics glide nonchalantly back to form of Martyr.|:~:|

(*cough* take ino consideration I'm sick with a 100 degree fever. *lol* Anyways, my point is I can't make very pretty posts with a head that feels hot as the sun.)

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