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Subject: *: \ Soulfire : \*

Author:
Keahi

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Date Posted: 08:12:08 09/18/03 Thu
In reply to: Indira 's message, "~{Dream the Storm}~" on 08:07:40 09/18/03 Thu

*Keahi takes a knee*

Please, O merciful Indi, Spare us. For we are but knaves compared to your awesome power.

*Keahi punches Tsirius in the arm*

*Whispers* This is ALL your fault.

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Author: Tsirus [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 08:15:15 09/18/03 Thu Yeah what he said. Please, O merciful Indi, Spear I mean spare us. For we are but knaves compared to your awesome power. Tsirius gulps

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Indira
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Date Posted: 08:34:08 09/18/03 Thu

She grows the pale green eyes become flecked with blood red coloring. She growls at the two her palms clench to fist lightning gathers in her hands again. Raising her right hand she grips her promise ring in the other. The yellow bolts of lightning shine white hot. Aiming she grins evilly.

Spear you...

She releases the bolt and it splits in two flying at the two. The funnel cloud draws directly behind them the winds whipping the Demi of Storms robes about her.