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Subject: scared explanation


Author:
kyuusai
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Date Posted: 05/ 9/05 4:01:59pm Mon
In reply to: Dashell 's message, "Who this time" on 05/ 9/05 3:42:41pm Mon

His hair stood on end instantly. A nearly visible shudder ran along his body, freezing every muscle briefly when he heard Dashell’s voice. When did he get here? The broom fell from nerveless fingers. Slowly turned to face Dashell his cinnamon colored skin blanched perceptibly. His eyes were wide…the amber orbs like molten pools reflecting Dashell’s firm visage perfectly.

Instantly he started speaking, though it was once again in the language of ancients, having reverted simply because he was flat out scared. His mouth was going a mile a minute before he finally realized to slow down and calm down. He also realized that he should be speaking the common language. “I’m sorry. I..were sparring within Misha’al end I hitted him with a punch…” As he spoke he mimed the movements, gesticulating wildly, trying to convey not only with words but with actions what he was doing when he hit the filanon boy. “when me hitted him a great beast came overed my arm.” He blinked at Dashell, hoping to all that was holy that he understood.

“thens he went wooshing outta the rooms and then into walls.” Finally he pointed at the hole in the wall. He was sweating now..a cold nervous sweat. Instantly he bowed, keeping his head low. “sorry.”

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Subject Author Date
Stop thatDashell05/ 9/05 4:09:49pm Mon
  • meeting -- kyuusai, 05/ 9/05 4:27:08pm Mon
    • What?! -- Simple, 05/ 9/05 8:39:52pm Mon



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