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Subject: - Undying Anger -

Author:
Rage

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Date Posted: 21:01:40 11/30/02 Sat
In reply to: Crystals Tear 's message, "- Light scum -" on 20:48:20 11/30/02 Sat

-Rumble is heard from a few feet away. Ebon' dragon watched the Gian Mistress and his Ivory Beaut'. He wouldn't get involved. He only seemed to cause more issues when present. He knew that CS was not happy, neither had he, but he could do nothing of it. For if he did...he was a traitor to his side and if he didn't...traitor to his family. Oh how life was hell for this brute of darkenss. Crimson orbs send a message neither could read then he leaves to his previous meeting...but watching from the corner of his eye if need be, he'd be there-

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CS
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Date Posted: 21:14:11 11/30/02 Sat

[Optic's narrow at the Giaan. What.. Did she think she was Immortal? Bah. No..It was one thing to mess with a Light Queen. But it was another thing intirerly to mess with a Mother. Crystal had now put herself in a dangerous position. A blood-curdling hiss escapes ivories lips, muscles taunting as the other stepped forward]

When did you find it all right to turn MY child into one of your breed without hers or my consent? Or her fathers?