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Subject: Irritation Author: Bob [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 16:31:47 09/07/02 Sat In reply to: Blood & Chocolate 's message, "[Changes] (EVERYONE)" on 20:41:46 08/31/02 Sat Every moment his vigor is growing- the young drake's mind scintillates with intelligence, intelligence perhaps acquired from his strange past and unknown parents, or perhaps absorbed by some form of intellectual osmosis from his mother and the other reigning Darks. Every breath gives him immense pleasure- he feels lucky simply to be alive in this Time of Changes, and finally able to shine, truly in his element. Many challenges lie now before him, many hurdles he must clear... and with his youth he is sure to fall on at least some. He nods elegantly at the beautiful Lady of the Gaians, inexplicably riled by the snake-like charmer Shadow even being in her proximity. "Your kind has much to offer us, and we have much to share with you. I would love to further contemplate your thoughts on strategy." The amethyst drake reaches out a talon, to seal the deal with a shake. He offers one of his odd little smiles to B&C, then turns his slim head to face Raistlin, his expression clouding once more. "Fine. We shall be agreed. An Alliance of equals, a lasting friendship between your race and my kingdom. How about it?” But then he sees the Shadow disappear, and a small smirk appears on his features. "Well, then, you have just wasted an excellent opportunity. What a terrible, terrible shame, Raistlin dearest." His mind laughs at the ebony Lord's underestimation of the amethyst beast. Ahh, what an excellent advantage, to be underestimated so. Lawful? He scoffs internally. Laws exist merely to attempt to keep dragons like him in line! {OOC: Yes, yes, I know Raistlin's musings about Lawful, Neutral and Chaotic were thoughts, but I had to have my Bobby-boy comment. Forgive me!} [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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[> Subject: ..|~*~|..(Wheee! I live!) Author: Ezmerelda [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 21:38:01 09/07/02 Sat ..|~*~|.. ..F.a.i.t.h.. From night to night, my journey, The long pilgrimage before me. From day to day, my journey, The stories that will be forever. Ah, what nice circumstances have unfolded! The Shadows now at 'peace' with the Darks, and after some discussions, the Gaians with the Shadows. How woderfully this all played out wouldn't you say? Perhaps the Darks shall put an end to the Light infestation for good. Her lov'ly prisms watch with sorrow and understanding as her new love had vanished. An annoying yet envious trick of the Shadow. Guess they won't have that discussion, or whatnot, in her chambers afterall. Pausing, she eyed the Prince thoughtfully with a single, side-glancing optic. T'was the first time they agreed on something, much less he ever asking her for anything she was willing to offer. Gracefully, her turns to face him respectfully, taking elegant steps forward and eventually taking his claw in her own slight one. Speaking in a humourous tone, as with Dark Tiger, her way of keeping sane and masking a pain that bores O so very deep within. ..~*~..Well, perhaps now you'll have the Gaian's full loyalty and trust, eh Prince Bob? Though I am flattered that you wish to inquire an old crone as me..~*~.. Shifting to the Prince's side, she sent DArk Tiger a warm smile and welcoming nod. Hoping that she still held her vow to aid and protect the emerald. The elder dragoness still was a strong and fearsome as ever, if not more. As much as she didn't want to admit it, she possibly will need some help. Age was catching up to her, she no longer had the stamina she once had, stamina the young DT had. Nor the speed. Her cool eyes gazing at each and all 'round her, t'was crucial times. Each child needed training, each adult practice and improvment, each elder and veteren needed to teach and, possibly, reparticipate. The Gaia herself hadn't ever truely participated in the Wars of the past. She only sat back and waited, uncalled, un-needed, unwanted. How she wanted to be of use this time, for it may be her last. And she'll serve her last to her furthest capabilities, indeed. ..~*~..Now, shall we discuss our tactics here? Or elsewhere in a more private and secluded area? 'Tis your hour, Prince Bob. I know you shall lead us well..~*~.. Eyeing the Prince she placed a talon 'pon his shoulder. Eyes avoiding the sable warrior as she spoke once more to her through her haunted mind ..Ask what you need of me and I'll obey, dear friend. Ask me and I'll kill any you wish, or protect if desired. I do not want this War, for without Lights what are Darks? But I cannot stop the will of those higher than myself, and this is what our Isis wanted. So I shall participate, and give my all to be of help this time around. I shan't fail once again, I won't let myself.. And so she waited, and vowed ever so faithfully, even if her vow contradicted her shattered mind and heart. But she still vowed her faithful vow. "I am fog and fickle mist I am all that can't be tamed I am born of devil's kiss Sear potential unrestrained, I do not know what haunts me, What saddened my mind all day; An age-old tale confounds me, A spell I cannot allay...." Ezmerelda, the strong.