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Date Posted: 16:30:58 01/09/05 Sun
Author: Synthis, Xiualith
Subject: Heh. Wonferful.
In reply to: M'att and Ashertith 's message, "What I do best!" on 01:13:49 01/09/05 Sun

Synthis did not resist at all when he went to go hold her, and even buried her face in his shoulder as she cried. However, as she remembered another bit of her past that the contact had triggered, she just cried harder.

It was a very strange sort of thing. Synthis was fully mute. She could not try to talk through sobbs, or even whimper in her despair. All that she could do was take shuddering breaths, as her tears stained not only herself but now M'att's shoulders.

Xiua stood nearby, her eyes whirling in concern.
{Love? Love, what is so bad that you must cry so? Was it something one of us said? Is your past that bad?}

And, surprisingly, she was almost answered.

Past... horrible...

Xiua could tell that what her rider tried to think was 'My past was horrible', but it came out weird. However, as the dragon-rider bond was stregnthened, Xiua saw all these different thoughts swamping Synthis's mind, some pictures, some sounds, some feelings, some smells. She caught quite a few images of a tall man, standing over young Synthis menacingly, in some pictures even holding a leather belt or something of the sort. Another frequent one was a young boy, with golden-blonde short hair and bright blue eyes, who looked at her in concern.

Xiua sent a few images of the man and the boy to Ashertith.

{Send them to your rider. Tell him her mind is full of turmoil.}

((Yay. ^_^ Synthis is NOt feeling well. ^_^;;))

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