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Subject: .give me a break.

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Wytch

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Date Posted: 08:16:36 12/31/02 Tue
In reply to: .Wtych Hazel. 's message, ".anonymous." on 19:51:31 12/02/02 Mon

Whipping an elegant head around suddenly, a grave and sour look appeared on the necrophiliac's features. Oh, how they infuriated her so! Her mother had done nothing for her since the day she had wandered out of the cave; alone, and her father had left soon after. There was a passionate need to shun them both, buried deep inside the overwhelming emotions trapped in a petite frame.

Mother has other things to tend to than to scorn over me. And I do not wish to see my "father"...

She emphasized the last word with bitter dislike.

Blood of my blood, he has done nothing for me. I would not give him the honor of my prescence; he has new children that he can coo over these days, I imagine a thrice more than he could ever love. Not like he loved us anyway; only for his vanity.

With a careful bitterness as sharp and stinging as the frigid are outside the abyss, the female snapped her eloquent head back to the more comfortable position, answering finally,

I wish to see neither. And you may tell them such.

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Tarquin
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Date Posted: 15:24:10 12/31/02 Tue

He hadn't meant it that way... or had he? Shaking his head slightly at his own foolishness, he is stopped from replying by the second arrival of her half-Shadow brother. It seems like everyone, except the rare few, have something against their parents - he knows that he does. Nevertheless, he hates to see her so upset and squeezes her hands comfortingly.

"Don't do this to yourself, Wytch. Sometimes... sometimes our parents make mistakes, but it isn't our job to fix them, and it isn't our job to punish them. You're punishing yourself by not seeing them. See them, then judge them." His gaze flickers from the dragoness to her brother, resting momentarily on the creature with thoughtful optics. After a moment his lips part once again, and curious tones threaten to pour forth... no, nevermind.

He turns his now silent eyes upon his friend.