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Date Posted: 09/ 7/07 2:56pm
Author: Dane
Subject: Inside
In reply to: Durgan 's message, "inside" on 09/ 7/07 12:12pm

(For a moment his eyes flickered between blue and red, appearing almost purple in color.. as though the man behind them had no idea what mood he was in favor of. He had been brought up to be a Laird, to rule over a sept of dragons.. and as such, he had been taught how to rule with an iron fist, how to pick his battles with diplomacy.. and most of all how to fight. And now, standing before his brother, he felt the insanely strong urge to fight, to shift into his dragon form and release his full temper upon someone. At no time had he been taught how to deal with a mate, how to handle his brother, or how to show compassion or understanding. None of this had ever been discussed during the long days with his Da- with Duran. He sighed, looking deflated all of a sudden, because, well, Durgan was right.) Aye, tis what I was trying to say before.. but.. I donnae ken a lot about the whites, lad.. how do ye teach someone how to be dragon when ye have no idea what she is capable of? (He rubbed his hand over his face again, and felt a desperate need to go upstairs and ask his mate to hug him. It was a strange need, and scared him a little, since he hadn't felt that sort of need for reassurance and comfort since his Mam had died. He thought about Durgan's words and a soft smile spread over his features, which immediately turned sheepish as he ran his hand through his hair and shifted his weight.) She does get under my skin, eh? (He crossed back to the table and picked up the chair he'd been sitting in, turning it around so he could straddle it, crossed his arms on the back of it and sighed.) How is it that ye keep yer lass so content? Ye havena even.. Och.. (His eyes widened a little as his nostrils flared, taking in the difference in scent that now clung to his brother.) Aye, well, ye hadna mated her until now.. but still, how is it that ye keep her so happy and Bree.. well, she wants to brain me half the time. (He dropped his face into his crossed arms and sighed, not sure if he wanted to laugh or cry. Everything was so fucked up around Lallybroch.. and most of it, apparently, was his fault.)

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inside -- Durgan, 09/ 7/07 3:07pm
- Inside -- Dane, 09/ 7/07 3:19pm
  - inside -- Durgan, 09/ 7/07 3:30pm
    - Inside -- Dane, 09/ 7/07 3:45pm
      - inside -- Durgan, 09/ 7/07 3:56pm
        Inside -- Evie, 09/ 7/07 4:16pm