*blinks impassively* 'ey. *raises an eyebrow at him* Wot're tryin' ter do wit'...that..*motions with an ear to the dagger*...an' i'd 'preciate et if'n ye'd take it away...*she speaks nonchalantly, almost lazily, as if she has absolutely no fear or worries from the dagger at her throat* -- Quanshaire RP board

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Subject: *blinks impassively* 'ey. *raises an eyebrow at him* Wot're tryin' ter do wit'...that..*motions with an ear to the dagger*...an' i'd 'preciate et if'n ye'd take it away...*she speaks nonchalantly, almost lazily, as if she has absolutely no fear or worries from the dagger at her throat*

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Date Posted: 15:23:44 08/04/01 Sat
In reply to: Favre 's message, "OOC: Don't worry about it; I figured as much. Just had to make Fav respond in kind." on 15:00:57 08/04/01 Sat

>BIC: **Grins dryly to himself at
>Kinnan's growlings, and stirs restlessly. Finally, he
>decides to see how the recruit's first night of
>standing watch is going. He moves silently through
>the trees, not rustling a single leaf or snapping a
>single twig. He drops soundlessly down in front of
>the grumbling Cateye, dagger drawn. He brushes the
>finely sharpened point near her throat and says in a
>gravelly low voice,** Surprise, Kitten.
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**Grunts disapprovingly** Yer not on yer toes. If I'd been an enemy, ye'd be dead by now and th' camp would be infiltrated. Wake up now 'fore ye don't 'ave a choice anymore. **Vanishes into the foliage once more** Favre 15:48:37 08/05/01 Sun

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