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Date Posted: 22:45:01 09/02/05 Fri
Author: F'nlaur - Bakarith
Subject: Well hello.
In reply to: Serenity & Chellith (Meko, Tallu, Zeno, Kinko, Mento, Kitten) 's message, "Bored... bored... bored..." on 21:42:19 09/02/05 Fri

F'nlaur claps with the best of them when the wingleaders are announced, tan face pulled into a friendly grin that he couldn't get rid of even if he tried. Bakarith lifts his glittering head to regard the men as they step up. When D'ctor ducks out, both share the same scowl. How anticlimactic. At least he'd done it with style.

F'nlaur is suddenly distracted by a cloud of bright colour. Fiery green eyes flip to look over the firelizards as well as their Impressor, who settles down at a table. In a rush of inspiration, the Weyrling rises onto his feet and assumes a languid strut over to the greenrider and her fair.

Upon reaching her, he rests his palms on the table, leaning way forward and propping the toe of one boot atop the heel of the other. His tight-fitting clothes accentuate all his suppleties! Seriously, this is the guy who runs ran for a living and lazes in the sun for ages and combs his hair every day. So, he keeps himself in a super-aesthetic conditions. His face splits into a butter-smooth grin, showing white teeth, while his eyes quickly scan her knots of rank. 'Greetings. That's quite a fair.'

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