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Subject: Fond

Author:
Oberon

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Date Posted: 16:56:04 09/04/02 Wed
In reply to: Blood & Chocolate 's message, "[Changes] (EVERYONE)" on 20:41:46 08/31/02 Sat

The dragon smiles fondly at Tarquin, reaching to lay a claw on his shoulder. :It is time for you to make your own decisions, Tarquin, so choose what you think best. If you think it best to train with Raistlin, then do so.: His obsidian eyes then turn towards Dark Tiger, so newly having returned to them.

:Bob has always spoken "truly", it is when his thoughts oppose others and speak honesty when it he is often thought to be too young and having spoken "falsely". Bob, I too will join you.: A wry shrug is given as his smile broadens without a clear reason for the satisfaction it shows. :I will attempt to make myself more useful than I have been in the past.:

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Wytch Hazel
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Date Posted: 18:13:48 09/04/02 Wed

*a thousand apoligies......Im not supposed to be on, I dont have time to think about RP.....I cant think ANYWAY....you get the point....*

The dracling steps up slowly. Her mother, the warrior? Did that not have some giving blood in her veins? Her muscles tense, as if in hesitation, but she slides back to her position. She would never be allowed....but more than anything, she wanted to fight. For her father? Nay....well, athough she had not had proper time to aquaint with a fatherly figure in her life. But she wanted to fight. The bloodlust, the victory....it all appealed.

*sorry for abrupt stop but.....i just need to get off*