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Date Posted: 18:53:03 05/04/03 Sun
Author: Adrian
Subject: .[†].
In reply to: Isis 's message, "Sweet Smile" on 10:17:18 05/03/03 Sat

He recoils slightly, and his eyes stare coldly at Big Brother. I am not sure they will believe you.. especially if you act like an arrogant fool, as you are now. The stallion's remark is not aimed to insult, but rather to point out. They remember Frozen Dreams all too clearly. He tried and failed.

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[> Out with the old...in with the new -- Isis, 19:05:39 05/04/03 Sun [1]

(OOC: Sorry I keep switching tenses...I'm going to try to stay in past tense. It works better, I think.)

Observing tension amidst the masculines stimulates sensations forgotten. Ah, how she adored conflict! The intensity...the unpredictable nature... the competition. Truly, a Kodak moment, at for her, Isis. But it could improve...it could be better. “Why should they follow you, Big Brother?” She challenges.

Never satisfied, her insides churn with ideas, ways to fulfil her own dreams. As a armature youth, she had ideals. Most of those retired with her old life...the old way of living. Yet, even so, she regretted nothing. Charming blue eyes dash between the two. They knew nothing of her, and would not until...

She shifted her head, mentally searching for someone. No, he was not here.

<-- To know me is to fear me. –->


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