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Subject: + I was born to brew up storms, stir up sh--, kick up dust, cuss till I slur up spit + Author: Brass Rose [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 11:56:45 09/29/02 Sun @}->- Taking the first brazen steps back into her snowy homeland, the brass-shaded vixen takes in the refreshing coolness of the air and waits to see if anyone would even recognize her now. Her coat had been redecorated with scattered scars and a bold interpretation of a metalic rose adorned the left side of her rump. The lush mane that fell smoothly to the side of her face was considerably darker in shade and a single spray arched thinly over one eye. Her eyes had gained a bit more knowledge of the world and her youthful preppy innocence mostly diminished. It was now replaced with a darker sense of content rebellion and silent intrigue. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date *he watches her, the colts eyes dancing warily* (NT) BW 15:02:55 09/29/02 Sun *the steed walks up with a caution in his step. could this be his daughter after such a long disapearance? and so different??* Brass? *he asks quietly* (NT) -- Stone Lightning, 12:20:51 10/01/02 Tue + I was born to brew up storms, stir up sh--, kick up dust, cuss till I slur up spit + -- Brass Rose, 12:32:10 10/01/02 Tue *eyes her, not sure what to make of yet another sister* (NT) -- Lightning Bell, 15:07:35 10/01/02 Tue Lightning Bell... meet Brass Rose. Brass Rose, this is Lightning Bell- a sister you aquired in your absense. *he hurriedly makes the introductions in an attempt to evade friction* (NT) -- Stone Lightning, 12:45:47 10/03/02 Thu *she nods in aknowledement, though grimly and stiffly, trying as much as her father to avoid the icy silence that already chilled the air* (NT) -- Lightning Bell, 14:43:00 10/03/02 Thu + I was born to brew up storms, stir up sh--, kick up dust, cuss till I slur up spit + -- Brass Rose, 06:54:34 10/05/02 Sat *she looks at her, seeing a bit of Moonstone, though only in rebelious look that they both seemed to have* -- Lightning Bell, 15:18:22 10/05/02 Sat + I was born to brew up storms, stir up sh--, kick up dust, cuss till I slur up spit + -- Brass Rose, 15:00:33 10/06/02 Sun *she shrugs* -- Lightning Bell, 17:21:27 10/07/02 Mon (your what still remains the same?? srry I'm clueless. I play stone too. lol. that's who I get it from *points accusingly at stone*) (NT) -- Stone Lightning, 14:14:28 10/10/02 Thu (yes, i can see. Your mood, you said it was an interesting role swap, but mine is staying) (NT) -- Lightning Bell, 13:49:11 10/11/02 Fri