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Subject: ^.^()!!!

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Mateo

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Date Posted: 10:54:43 10/01/02 Tue
In reply to: Naisa 's message, "Snot" on 13:36:22 09/27/02 Fri

His eyes slowly opened to see the demon that is the hilt, enriched in it's own evil darkness, a tears of blood running from his eyes expressed in ruby decorations, this would make any man healthy.

He quickly tosses the sheet off of himself, allowing his Sis to see that he wears a white tank top, tucked into blue baggy pants, no shoes, only white socks. He hopes off of the bed, landing on his feet. His hair puffy...cleaned and conditioned.

"Yeah...I feel I'm up for it!"

He accepts his blade, taking a couple of swings with it to remember it's power. The swings send ripples of power through rhelms, ripples of visible energy seems to distort reality...as of waves in a small pond, yet the pond is all of reality.

He stops, laying the blade across his shoulders, holding it with his right arm.

"Eh...still works."

He then lays the sword on the bed and decides to fully dress himself. As he's about to open one of the drawers next to the bed, he looks over his shoulder.

"So..." A slight smirk. "When...do we 'start'?"

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