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Date Posted: 10:18:30 05/05/03 Mon
Author: Ziraga
Subject: A minute too late
In reply to: Isis 's message, "Sweet Smile" on 10:17:18 05/03/03 Sat

On his way out from this land to make his vital announcement, the Russian Arabian notices a figure from his past (one of devastating beauty, of course). Two, in fact. A slowing from his long-strided canter to a sharp trot brings him in a gradual circle around the trio, until he finally ends in a perfect four-square halt. "Sirs, madam." Ziraga addresses the members of this conversation with his usual impeccable formality, gaze stalling over the excessively pulchritudinous golden one for no more than a single betraying moment. She can come to me. I've other matters occupying me at the moment.

Then they light upon the interloper he had spied once before, and a stallion the palomino had known since long before the Thoroughbred had acquired the auspicious title of Evil Lead Stallion, or Back-up, or whatever it was known as nowadays. "I have come with a sprinkling of news that might interest one or more of you. However, I would like politely to request that any of you who would like to hear about this potential change of leadership of this declining hellhole we presently call the 'Evils', please come to the Challenge Cliff. There I will inform you of old matters that have of late come to light." With that he turns to the bay. "Adrian. Congratulations on your new title." His words are curt, sharp, but quite clearly sincere- a dangerous but almost humorous sparkle in those unpredictable eyes say so.

"Isis. I am glad to see you looking so well. Do come find me any time you find convenient- I would love to catch up on old times." Now the humor has grown and expanded, coupled with... something else. Indeed, an emotion the stallion of deadly ambition has never directed at any other before. However, this is dismissed with a sharp, cordial nod as strong, slender legs take him away across the few miles to the place where blood is shed.

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[> So I saw -- Big Brother, 12:40:11 05/05/03 Mon [1]


Banner strikes at hindquarters angrily, at his challenge being interrupted. He trots promptly to the Challenge grounds, in any case, abandoning the stark golden female and likewise the ruddy brown Thoroughbred.


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