He laughs softly at Dark Tiger's words. -- Lair of Ebon Shadows

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Subject: He laughs softly at Dark Tiger's words.

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Oberon

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Date Posted: 20:19:15 09/09/02 Mon
In reply to: . o b l a t i o n . 's message, ". im gonna spark some life into this joint . - ALL -" on 11:26:09 09/08/02 Sun

:Be careful what you say, Dark Tiger. For all youngsters will soon grow up - even this young sphinx.: A coal black claw gestures towards Oblation. :Words are easily taken and twisted and used. Unless you think to kill the heir and his regent? But why? In truth it is not the position that matters for now, as many of the youngsters have come to realize, and it is the elders who rule. I have not yet heard - or seen - Tarquin or Oblation make any final decision, so why don't we give them their chance to grow, listen, experience, and learn?:

Steadily clicking shinning claws in a dull beat on the ground, he tilts his head in a curious questioning.

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Bairavee
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Date Posted: 21:43:24 09/09/02 Mon

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Burning pinpoints of light narrow towards purple dragoness.
So this dragoness would be over taking his mother throne.
How strange, all seemed to be controled by females.
Thoughts blocked expertly from mother and purple, he speaks once more, voice smooth and enchanting.
Of course, it could be expected.
'Tis a pleasuer of some sort to make you acquintance(sp? lol) Gravity.
Clawed hand extends, taking her own purple hued in his and lowering emerald crown, placing a soft kiss upon hand.
Draws back, optics swirling a deeper red.
Mothers presence is known.
Turns and lowers green crown, a swift dip of respect.
Optics contact femme version of self and optics seem to ask question.
Was that good enough?
If could be hear, slight sarcasim, maybe even mocking would be heard, but he would be excused.
After all, he was a teenager.
Flirting grin is shot towards the young gaian.
Already he was perfecting the art of sucking up.
He could only get better...
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