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Date Posted: 13:53:08 06/24/03 Tue
Author: Liraz, Navan
Subject: Hmmm... ((OOC: This assumes Wista is still hanging around, and that the eggs are still alive and have not hatched wild))
In reply to: Wista 's message, ">~<" on 19:26:00 05/11/03 Sun

The dark girl climbs out of the ocean, spitting out a little seaweed. She doesn't seem to care that her many-colored clothes are soaked through with salt water. At the moment she looks rather like a female pirate, tanned and tough, with a long sword sheathed at her hip. An older boy follows her, dressed far less flamboyantly and looking more confused than anything.
"So this is New Isle... That was quite a storm to get the better of you, eh, Liraz?" He pokes his younger sister good-naturedly.
"Shut up, Navan! You were supposed to deal with the sails. I was steering!" She smacks him, but there is a smile in her alarming green eyes. Truly, both are grateful to be alive. They struggle playfully as is the tradition among adolescent siblings everywhere.
Suddenly, Navan, who is losing badly, spots the green flit guarding her five eggs. He points it out to his sister, whose eyes light up.
"Uh, Liraz... You might not want to go over there. I think she's waiting for someone specific. Isn't it unusual for a green one to stick around like that?"
"Could it really hurt to ask her? Besides, I've always wanted a flit, and so have you."
Cautiously, having ceased their bickering, the two approach the green's perch.
"H-hello..." whispers Navan, politely, attempting to flash wining smile. "Are those eggs for anyone in particular?"

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