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Date Posted: 21:30:02 11/18/09 Wed
Author: Lyla
Subject: .:.I bet you will be.:.
In reply to: Ronon 's message, "..::Outlaw Torn::.." on 21:08:06 11/18/09 Wed

She screamed twice: once again in fear of being attacked by the black jaguar and a second time as she blinked and opened to eyes again to see an apologetic naked man over her. What was going on? It took her several more screams of Ronon’s name before she put it all together. A shifter had attacked a shifter. How had this happened? Had it ever happened before in the history of shifters? His hand was on her throat. He was apologizing and the size of his eyes told Lyla how freaked he was. But she was still in fight mode and was kicking at him and screaming and swatting with her hands. She was pushing his hands away from her throat fearing that he would strangle her to keep this accident a secret. Her eyes were welled with tears which were streaming down her face in rapid succession. Her hair was plastered to the wet places on her skin. But now the male was turning and running. Then there was another flash of movement and her legs were brushed by the fur of Ronon. She choked back sobs and screams as she scrambled to her knees, her head hitting the bottom of the train. She muffled another sound of pain but crawled from under the train on her hands and knees. The gravel dug its point edges into her knees and palms. Her long blonde hair was loose over her shoulders and was caught along her elbows in the bloody scraps gained by the gravel under the train. When she emerged she found a naked man pinned by her overly large lynx friend. Drake was screaming and Ronon was growling and Lyla was crawling towards them as fast as she could. “Ronon! NO! he’s one of us!” she doubted he could hear her actual words past all the sobbing, crying, and the hoarseness of her voice. It was with all her remaining effort that she threw herself onto the lynx and attempt to at least topple him off the man. She hadn’t considered that the man would continue bolting though. She had some angry words and a few well placed kicks (between the legs, perhaps?) for the stranger.

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Great, now I am in trouble -- Drake, 21:46:26 11/18/09 Wed
- ..::Outlaw Torn::.. -- Ronon, 22:18:10 11/18/09 Wed
  - .:.Im nekkid.:. -- Lyla, 22:32:46 11/18/09 Wed
    - ..::Outlaw Torn::.. -- Ronon, 23:00:46 11/18/09 Wed
      - ..Closing.. -- Lyla, 16:43:01 11/19/09 Thu