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Date Posted: 19:46:38 02/20/02 Wed
Author: Intrepid
Subject: +touche+
In reply to: Martyr 's message, "**Jousted mockery never hits the same way twice, now does it?**" on 19:26:04 02/20/02 Wed

Roan femmina's eyes dance with laughter at the sight of trusted femme's damage inflicted upon the poor excuse for a horse. "Too bad... So sad... Sayanara..." she snickered ivopries digging into Torment's withers forehooves combing up delving into the mare's ribs, ears prick with the sound of bone cracking under an extreme blow, she backed away examing her work, deep gauges left where sharp hooves once slammed. "Be gone with you pest, you are of no use to real horses, if we wanted a circus clown we'd summon one, you're too low to even pass as one, disrespectful, unamusing, you make me sick."

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[> [> [> [> [> .begone. -- .flama escura. the arch angel., 05:02:32 02/21/02 Thu

...begone...

**soft smirk falls upon labrums, as with liquid grace she moves to watch them. thou hath better leave. it doth not seem that the other members of the herd takes any liking to thee. leave, my friend, leave, go now! a flicker of amusement evident 'cross optics, mocking laughter alights w'thin orbs**

» leave, run for thy life! «

» try not to return «

» ...ever... «

.flama escura. the arch angel.

(OOC - i would post more, but there's three minutes until school starts)

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