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Date Posted: 00:30:56 01/28/03 Tue
Author: Adrian to Power
Subject: .[confidence pays, or does it?].

Confidently yet cautiously, the bay stallion trots into the territory so named "Death Valley". News had reached him of the land's recent change of ownership. Namly, True Evil had been the Lead, and, actually, True Evil was a captive of this bay stallion's past comrade, Ziraga. This new matriarch, however, he has never met, nor seen, before. That fact did not bother him at all, for the renegade male is quite eager to meet with a new territory's inhabitants; a new territory to him, at least. Ears swivel 'round, prepared for any unfriendly attacks, but also listening for his friend, Navy. His darkened eyes seek the Lead mare with unending patience.

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[> this stallion will betray you -- no one, 09:27:41 01/29/03 Wed [1]

he is a traitor. that is why he was exiled from DE in the first place.


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[> Okay, who are you anyways? -- Adrian, 18:04:23 01/29/03 Wed [1]

First of all, you don't even know me. Plus, you don't even know the whole story. You're just spreading around a bunch of bad press about me, so bugger off.


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[> [glisten][reflect] -- Carcajou, 19:19:33 01/29/03 Wed [1]

The mare walks over to him quietly, pausing to itch her sloping withers. "'Scuse me for interrupting, if there's anything to interrupt," she begins in a clear though surprisingly gentle voice, "but I was looking for some form of authority here and I wondered if you knew where it was." An almost-smile is given to insure that she means no disrespect because, after all, it was kind of pathetic to be making enemies right upon arrival.


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[> Arrives -- Navy, 20:41:09 01/29/03 Wed [1]

She treads into the territory, her dark bitter eyes spotting Adrian immediatly. With a sigh of relief, she stops at his side. She says nothing, but allows Adrian to do the talking. He was better like that.


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[> [glisten][reflect] -- Carcajou, 11:32:02 01/30/03 Thu [1]

She nods quietly at the newcomer. Though curious about, well, everything from these two and the strange message that had accompanied the stallion to the whereabouts of the lead mare, she remains impassive and cool, only here to wait as patiently as possible until something should occur.


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[> .[notice]. -- Adrian, 22:07:07 01/30/03 Thu [1]

He notices the mare, Carcajou, approaching him with a question. I'm afraid I do not know that myself. He grins slightly at Navy, glad to see that she had found the way. He looks back to the other mare. May I ask your name?


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[> [glisten][reflect] -- Carcajou, 14:48:34 01/31/03 Fri [1]

"Indeed, m'lord," she replies, "you may call me Carcajou. And yourself?"


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[> .[answer]. -- Adrian, 19:10:10 01/31/03 Fri [1]

My name is Adrian to Power, though most simply call me by Adrian. He looks at both Navy and Carcajou. Well, this place seems depressingly..leaderless.


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[> [glisten][reflect] -- Carcajou, 10:11:43 02/01/03 Sat [1]

She raises an invisible brow. "I must agree with you. Do you know anything of the previous Lead?"


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[> .[curious look]. -- Adrian, 22:11:26 02/01/03 Sat [1]

The stallion looks at the mare curiously. True Evil you mean? Well yes, I've spoken to him a couple of times. One time, long ago, when I was challenging him, and then again at Dark Evergreens.


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[> TRAITOR TRAITOR TRAITOR TRAITOR!!!! -- ADRIANS A TRAITOR!!!, 04:20:15 02/02/03 Sun [1]


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[> Jeez, someone has problems. -- Navy, 09:56:32 02/02/03 Sun [1]

[At least end you tags, Bucky, and we'll get along fine]

She yawned with disinterest. Was there a lead to speak of? And where was he or she? Shrugging a blue roan shoulder, she snorts to Adrian. "Do you think we'll be able to stay here?" She whispers, the thought haunting her for quite some time now.


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[> .[no kidding, I think someone has way too much idle time on their hands]. -- Adrian, 12:13:41 02/02/03 Sun [1]

Yes, I think we'll be able to stay..hopefully. As for the leader, only time will tell. He smirks slightly.


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[> [> Don't count on it. -- True Evil, 13:05:15 02/02/03 Sun [1]

"Through my absence, this blithering fool has claimed my home. Well, with the consent of my father, it is mine again." He shows noncommital interest at petty 'Adrian's a traitor'. "I will have none of that. Leave." Chuckle. This was amusing. Adrian to the Power, and Navy. Both held him captive. Adrian, well, he had the attempt to fight him at one time. [ Mrr. Excuse me, I don't quite remember. *Racks brain for it* ] Navy, she refused to leave him be so he could spend quality time at his home during his captivity. "You will stay off the list for now. But till it is proven you are not going to become 'backstabbers' so to speak, you will remain off the list. Leave if you wish, if you simply wanted to meet the ignorant mare that calls herself a 'leader'."


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[> .[gaze shifts]. -- Adrian, 18:17:49 02/02/03 Sun [1]

His gaze shifts to the other stallion. Ahh, here we go. Talking about 'backstabbing' and such. As if I didn't know my own mistake already. The bay looks off into space with a look of casual boredom. His attention then snaps back to True Evil suddenly. I'll stay..to prove that I am no traitor at heart.

(yeah, it was a *really* long time ago. Several months ago I believe.;)


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[> [glisten][reflect] -- Carcajou, 19:11:32 02/02/03 Sun [1]

She silently observes the 'traitor' message and listens intently to Adrian. Those two seem interesting enough she thinks to herself as she glances at him and the mare that accompanied him. There was probably a good story behind all this, but now was not a time for such questions. Instead, she turns to True Evil. "So you were the previous LS? If you don't mind me asking, is 'the ignorant mare' simply going to step down for you?"


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[> [> No need. -- True Evil, 17:43:48 02/04/03 Tue [1]

Glancing at the inquiring mare, he responds with a flat tone. "She has no choice. My father has lucidly given me permission to claim it back." Looking at the bay, he gives a brief nod.


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[> hehehe -- tara, 17:48:23 02/04/03 Tue [1]

i was just skimming this board out of curiousity and noticed adrian has acquired some hecklers... i just wanted to assure you that that is NOT me. ziraga is the one who is pissed off at adrian; nowt to do with his little old typist-slave. :)

~tara


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[> [glisten][reflect] -- Carcajou, 19:39:54 02/04/03 Tue [1]

She looks up at True Evil with an expressionless face. "I see, m'lord. Well, you have my best wishes and I hope I didn't offend you by asking..." Her voice trails off in a sort of question; certainly no offense had been intended.


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[> .[switch]. -- Adrian & Marty, 23:36:37 02/04/03 Tue [1]

He switches his tail, idly listening to both True Evil and Carcajou speak. He moves off a little, nibbling mindlessly at the brown vegitation and also looking for Navy.

(tara! :) So you've noticed that beautiful bright red post? Great, it really is something to be admired.. I wonder who did it. ;)


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[> I posted... 'twas deleted -- Navy, 12:41:35 02/05/03 Wed [1]

She snorts, her face filled with careful disdain. She had once held her now lead stallion captive, a kind of discomfort that would claim her subconcious. With a sigh, she drawls "I'm no backstabber."


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[> .[wander]. -- Adrian, 23:55:24 02/06/03 Thu [1]

He bumps Navy slightly and begins to wander slowly away, not in any particular rush at all. He keeps an eye out for water.


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[> follows -- Navy, 13:08:01 02/07/03 Fri [1]

She falls into step behind the stallion, her ears listening about her with interest, though her expressionless face is a veil to this. Her tail sweeps at her hocks, her muzzle lowered, eyes half closed. Mind far off in thought, she walked idly and without purpose.


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[> .[yawn]. -- Adrian, 01:16:49 02/08/03 Sat [1]

He yawns and shakes out his mane. While foraging, he finds a long, thin stick. He grabs it hastily with his teeth. Picking up his head, he begins to flail the stick around, minding not to hit Navy with it.


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[> giggle -- Navy, 12:29:35 02/08/03 Sat [1]

She bites her lip to keep the laughter that threatens to bubble out at this silly picture before her. Contenting herself with a smirk, she too shakes out her mane. "What, pray tell, are you doing?" She snorts, quickly ducking her head to avoid getting wacked.


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[> [glisten][reflect] -- Carcajou, 19:46:42 02/08/03 Sat [1]

She raises her head to watch the two. Funny how lonely one can become in a new situation. But watching others having fun was really what had been going on her whole (but rather short) life, and it supplied her with a warm yet empty feeling that was both perfect and lacking something. It felt familiar, the singular familiar thing she had felt since she had arrived, and it was the one thing keeping her sanity alive.


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[> .[innocent]. -- Adrian, 00:42:00 02/09/03 Sun [1]

Unfortunately before long, the stick breaks in half, and he frowns, dropping it in disgust. The bay then looks at Navy and grins innocently. I'm playing with a stick. His grin then turns guilty. I havn't done so in a long time, and I wonder why I'm doing it now or even why I'm talking about playing with sticks. Meaningless, really. The stallion then looks over at Carcajou. Hey you over there, come here and let me wack you with a stick.


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[> Hehehe -- Navy, 16:14:55 02/09/03 Sun [1]

Unable to hold back any longer, she bursts into a fit of insane giggles. "Yea, we're all having fun until someone looses an eye!" She chimes promptly, stomping a hoof to emphasize her point.


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[> .[laugh]. -- Adrian, 21:24:36 02/09/03 Sun [1]

He laughs easily at Navy's remark. What you speak of is true. Then that somebody will be nicknamed 'Captain One-eye', like a pirate.


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[> Haha -- Navy, 13:12:09 02/10/03 Mon [1]

"Captain lack-of-one-eye," She counters, laughing harder. She couldn't remember a time when she had felt like this, it was the oddest thing ever.


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[> [glisten][reflect] -- Carcajou, 19:47:44 02/10/03 Mon [1]

She laughs. "Do I seem that idiotic?" she asks of Adrian. Nonetheless, she takes a careful step toward the two, ready to duck at any second. That "Captain lack-of-one-eye" thing was a little unnerving, and she wasn't quite ready to gain such a nickname.


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[> .[search]. -- Adrian, 00:20:00 02/11/03 Tue [1]

Idiotic? Don't ask me. He half rears, laughing at Navy who appears as if she could turn purple (if they actually could). He spins around and gallops off to find a more substantial stick. Finding one, he remains a good fifteen or so meters away. He calls loudly over to Carcajou. Have you ever played at jousting?


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[> [glisten][reflect] -- Carcajou, 20:44:15 02/11/03 Tue [1]

"Nope, can't say that I have. Always willing to try though, if you wanna show me."


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[> .[see]. -- Adrian, 23:11:30 02/11/03 Tue [1]

Oh really, you havn't? Well, I will tell you what it's all about. Navy, feel free to add whenever it appears necessary. The bay clears his throat slightly. You see, Carcajou, jousting is a game normally played by humans on horses. However, when horses themselves play at it, the rules must be changed around a bit, no? Two horses may play at one time, and both of them must search to acquire a good stick. Now, I'm not talking about a little sapling, I mean a meaty one. Follow? He pauses, looking at the other questionably.


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[> [glisten][reflect] -- Carcajou, 19:21:24 02/12/03 Wed [1]

"A stick. I see. Sounds interesting so far... my only question would be where to find a good stick in this rather dead area." Come to think of it, this jousting sounded familiar, perhaps from some old family story.
((A couple of years ago, I went with some friends to Medival Times... it was soooooo fun!!!! The knights were awesome and they kept blowing us kisses when they galloped past... *ahem* anyway. Useful bit of information, that. Hehehe.))


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[> [Oh yea, blowing kisses is absolutely necessary to the art of jousting.] -- Navy, 12:51:24 02/13/03 Thu [1]

Eyes sparkling deviously, she finds a large stick and, without warning, gallops as fast as her legs can carry her. She emitts a war whoop, tossing her head around and with it, the stick. "Here I come!"


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[> .[action]. -- Adrian, 19:38:08 02/13/03 Thu [1]

The lanky bay springs into action, devilish grin spreading. He grabs his stick and barrels straight for Navy wondering who will bail out and dodge to the side first.

(Sounds like a blast, but I must ask..what is Medival Times?:)


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[> Never say die! -- Navy, 20:51:51 02/13/03 Thu [1]

She grins evilly, stretching out her long legs even farther. Her stick was waved undauntingly, and her eyes were firey. "Bail out, Adrian!" She warned.


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[> ((it's this place where you go eat a medieval-ish dinner, and they won't give you utensils, and then you see a performance that includes jousting)) -- Carcajou, 16:15:45 02/15/03 Sat [1]

She springs out of the way, choosing to watch for the first round or so before participating. She looks around for a suitable stick, and after finding one drags it over to lie in front of her as an audience for the two.


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[> .[idle confessions]. -- Adrian, 23:16:07 02/15/03 Sat [1]

He doesn't slow his gallop one bit. Never! He counters in a yell. The two contestants are getting rather close, yet Adrian isn't one to give up without a fair try.

(That sounds cool.:)


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[> [Yea, my friend was in one of those once] -- Navy, 23:53:59 02/15/03 Sat [1]

She continued her gallop, and upon passing him she thwaps him on the neck with her stick. Giggling insanely, she bucks aimlessly.


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[> .[idle confessions]. -- Adrian, 19:39:28 02/16/03 Sun [1]

He slows to a trot after being rightfully beaten. But not before he curses a blue streak under his breath. He tosses his head around, throwing the stick aside. Your turn. He calls over to Carcajou. You get to go against Navy. He watches Navy buck around. This would be interesting.


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[> Grin -- Navy, 22:26:39 02/16/03 Sun [1]

She whirls around, her eyes wild. Pawing at the ground, she gives her trusty stick a hearty wave for good measure. "Oh yea, I am ready for round two!"


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[> [> §+A Star's Venomous Rage+ -- A Star's Rage, 14:19:22 02/17/03 Mon [1]

Fatale watches the game of whack-a-horse holding back laughter. She steps forward so as it does not seem she is spying. Poll is tilted to one side as she lets a chuckle escape her. The sorceress shaking cranium watching with quite amusment. If things like this went on in the herd often twas certainly a place to be. Perhaps they could have a tournament twould be quite fun the femme mused. Turning her attention back to the trio the blood colored fae snorted once more in amusment.


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[> [glisten][reflect] -- Carcajou, 22:14:09 02/17/03 Mon [1]

She turns to look at A Star's Rage with an expression that clearly states Try not to laugh too much, and picks up her stick. She waves it back at Navy with a shout of "Be prepared!" and leaps forward strongly.


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[> .[idle confessions]. -- Adrian, 23:08:32 02/17/03 Mon [1]

He watches Carcajou and Navy intently. Hearing Carcajou's statement, he looks around, seeking whom it was directed towards. The stallion's dark brown eyes land on the crimson mare who happened to be rather familiar. His eyes dwindle for only seconds longer before they return to the action.


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[> Charge! -- Navy, 23:28:29 02/17/03 Mon [1]

She rears and leaps into animation, her fast high-kneed gallop carrying her towards her opponent at a fast clip. Right before she reaches the other mare, she slams on the breaks, doing a regular reining slide. She gives her stick a wag, aiming for the other mare's shoulder.


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[> [> §+A Star's Venomous Rage+§ -- A Star's Rage, 23:36:39 02/17/03 Mon [1]

Fae chuckles softly shadows shifting about her sides. Nasal cavaties flare as the mare shifts positions optics watching the duo "joust". She looks towards Adrian for a moment then at the other mare who gave her a look. Cranium is tossed the other way to hide an apparent grin. As she turns back to watch the mock battle take place.


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[> .[idle confessions]. -- Adrian, 00:09:48 02/19/03 Wed [1]

The bay tenses, attention engrossed with the competition. Navy was certainly showing her mettle at this silly game.


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[> [glisten][reflect] -- Carcajou, 19:59:09 02/19/03 Wed [1]

She tries to pull off and manages to only jolt herself against the stick without the full force. Her eyes widen ever so slightly in the shock of the impact, but she regains her composure and prepares for another go.

((Bad post, I know, but I'm on the phone w/ my friend and I'm sooo distracted, hehehe))


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