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Subject: careless

Author:
Nemesis

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Date Posted: 07:49:21 08/28/02 Wed

Zigorot had been careless, or at least uninformed. The poison he had so helpfully planted within her was beginning to abate, leaving behind an immunity to it. She was the Crystal Dragon, and there was very little that could keep her down for long. Poison once used would have to be altered in some way to make it effective a second time. That wasn't the only thing that had occurred though. Sleep that had been poison induced was being replaced by music enhanced slumber and while she slid from one kind of sleep to another, she slid out of her old skin revealing a new one beneath. Shimmering white scales were replaced by gleaming onyx, the old scales crumbling to dust as the last of them fell off. Wing membrane flexed and rippled, the ultra thin scales there sliding off to show the black crystaline ones beneath. The new scales were harder, yet just as resilient as the old. Jewel toned eyes shifted from the bright color they had been to one darker, remnicient of stormy weather at it's worst. Deep in dreams she clung to one thought, one that made the dreaming a pleasantry to enjoyed, that Zigorot would die beneath her claws, and the bard would as well....... though far more slowly.

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Subject	Author	Date
weary	Immarra	09:26:13 08/28/02 Wed
Sense -- Leviathan, 10:00:54 08/28/02 Wed sleep -- Immarra, 11:05:50 08/28/02 Wed Surround -- Leviathan, 12:35:54 08/28/02 Wed
weary	Immarra	09:27:29 08/28/02 Wed
Re: weary (NT) -- iggy the last posting of Weary...damned thing posted twice!, 09:29:41 08/28/02 Wed