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Subject: An Angel No More

Author:
Eva

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Date Posted: 19:13:43 08/27/04 Fri
In reply to: Evangelina 's message, "An Angel No More" on 18:30:59 08/27/04 Fri

She had no chance to respond as she liked it.
Dancing away from the blade aimed at her head her bdaggers were replaced in her hilt as she moved.
She stil acted as if she were protecting her wings though they were gone.
500 someodd years of practice did that to you.
She still kept her mind, eyes and ears trained on her partner.
As she moved she took hold of the blade strapped to her back familiar feel of opal studded hilt in her palms.
At his next move she blocked against his move her own strength nothing small.
She studied his moves looking for an opening to trip him as was her specialty.
Her mental wall was up and her mind seemed a black void as she danced this dance of blades with the male

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Kazan
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Date Posted: 19:26:53 08/27/04 Fri

warrior at Heart

feeling the clash of the steel coming together Kazan shifting his weight slightly bring the blade about so it slide in a burr of movement toward her side. the strength of his shoulder behind it. In a spit second he changes the direction, something he was famous for, whirling about to strike at the target he had actually had in mind. He was strong enough to pull off this stunt and did it often. his blade now rushing for the woman's opposite and maybe unprotected side. his movements flowing together without hesitation his eyes never wavering. The speed of his motion leaving no gaps for a blade to advance on him.