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Date Posted: 14:00:13 03/27/03 Thu
Author: Zolotaya
Subject: { a girl needs a gun these days }

{ The slender Andalusian's graceful gait takes her into Death Valley, black nails sending light cascades of pebbles bouncing down the slope. Her deep, flame-filled black eyes scan the valley's floor as she arrives, drawing to a perfect four-square halt and contemplating. }

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[> Hello. -- True Evil, 11:25:35 03/30/03 Sun [1]

[ Tara, you stink. ]

He watched his mate, if you could so call her that, from only a short distance away. The staunch Arabian traipses up to Zolotaya, ceasing his movements adjacent of the mare. "Thinking?"


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[> { hey on account of those rattlesnakes } -- Zolotaya, 11:29:24 03/30/03 Sun [1]

{ Her elegant gaze, packed with self-confident derision, scans the stallion silently a moment. "Are you?" Zolotaya's finely-shaped head tilts teasingly, firmly indicating her permanent wry mirth. }

[ooc: hahaha yes yesh i stink much. but you reeeeeek maggie! :-} ]


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[> [> Rattlesnakes? -- True Evil, 11:33:04 03/30/03 Sun [1]

( Ew. I just took a shower. So na! )

He was almost positive that this mare would be opstreperous and to vilify him if he made a mistake. But the Arabian was magnanimous, yet abstruse. At times, he would be facetious and garrulous. She didn't know that, did she? "Yes, I am. About many things."


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[> { all she needs is therapy, all you need is love is all you need } -- Zolotaya, 11:58:12 03/30/03 Sun [1]

{ Watching him a moment in thoughtful silence, she takes one graceful step towards True Evil, her slim neck pressing against his strong one. Let's see how he takes this.

Never underestimate me. }


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[> Mm, I hate you. -- True Evil, 12:04:33 03/30/03 Sun [1]

His eyes widen as her neck constricted against his. Two can play this game. His head tenderly stretched until it wrapped around her slender neck before gently mouthing her golden mane. Told you.


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[> { all the things she said } -- Zolotaya, 12:12:10 03/30/03 Sun [1]

{ Relaxing as their necks entwine as though in adoration, she proceeds to tenderly groom his matted ebony locks. And now onto dangerous grounds, thin ice. Zolotaya's voice is a honeyed whisper. "I missed you, my love." }


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[> [> Maggie laughs with wicked joy. -- True Evil, 12:14:04 03/30/03 Sun [1]

"I missed you as well. Do not hesitate to come to me for a refreshment of bliss." With a concealed, wry grin, he proceeds into nudging the plush of her downy pelt.


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[> *Blinks. Stares. Laughs.* This is hilarious! Outrageous! -- Kate, 21:03:08 03/30/03 Sun [1]


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[> [> Shares the laughter, "Oh, isn't it?" -- Maggie, 21:07:01 03/30/03 Sun [1]


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