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Subject: Excuse Me

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Bob

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Date Posted: 05:48:54 10/03/02 Thu
In reply to: Dark Tiger 's message, ""return"" on 13:47:40 09/27/02 Fri

The smallish purple drake turns to the little convention, speaking in his usual quiet but oddly clear and well-carrying tones. "I do not mean to eavesdrop but I happened to overhear that you are intending to attack the Lights... do you believe this is an entirely wise proposition? And without, indeed, consulting me or my colleague Oblation?"

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DT
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Date Posted: 17:35:58 10/03/02 Thu

Dark Tiger's eyes narrowed and she whirled 'pon Bob, the lithe femmora knocking the prince to the ground in one swift movement. A long talon gently touched his neck before the pulsing jugular and she spoke, her voice barely 'bove a whisper, dripping with poison.

I swear it, Bob, you speak a single word..one word..of this and I will not be hasty as to end your life. You know I am capable of it..You say anything to Oblation, Raistlin, Ezmerelda -anyone- and you will wish you died much quicker.

She pulled him to his feet by his throat, claws digging into flesh.

Speak a single word...and you'll feel hell on earth.

She held him tightly, her eyes cold steel, waiting for a response from him.

�Dark Tiger�
-The Rebel-