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Bob
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Date Posted: 08:55:50 12/23/02 Mon
[OOC: By 'flung herself at' I'm gonna assume she gave him a whopping big hug. -grins-]
He grins and happily receives his silver friend's enthusiastic embrace. His voice is harsh and hoarse from his Ordeal as he replies, "Well, Silver Echo, I'm impressed you even knew it was me." He lets out a wry, gravelly chuckle. "I know I wouldn't have."
Raising himself out of the water, he stretches his powerful wings that no longer seem quite so disproportionately extensive, and fixes his amethyst gaze approvingly on his friend. "You've changed too, though not quite as..." he grimaces slightly as he looks for an adjective while glancing at his charred scales, "...painfully as I have done." He smiles quietly.
"Oh dear... I seem to be monopolizing the conversation. But you'd probably like to know what happened to me. Ha, I can tell you in very few words: F&B happened to me. I had quite an.... interesting Ordeal. Hmmm...." With one claw he contemplatively rubs one of the blackened scales on his other arm and discovers, as he thought, that the damage is only a thin layer deep; beneath the scorched areas are tender, sensitive 'pre-scale' that will harden into proper scale before too long. He discovers this with some relief, and mutters half to himself, "Black's not really my color..."
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