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Date Posted: 19:33:13 08/08/01 Wed
Author: Zesheya Dalixha
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In reply to: Zesheya Dalixha + her gang 's message, "+ + +" on 18:05:35 08/08/01 Wed

+ The tent is tall enough so she can stand, she discovers. Poking her hand outside, she brings her bags into the tent, laying out her bedroll. Quietly she strips off her travel-worn clothes, leaving on her breastband and loincloth. She decides that the light from the large fire outside was not enough, and lights a candle. She spreads out on her bedroll, staring up at the ceiling of the tent. +

+ She glances at the door as the tent flap is pulled aside and a handsome young man enters. She lifts her head slightly, watching him for a moment, before letting her head fall back again. She can feel his eyes lingering over her body, and she smiles to herself, thanking her female ancestors for their wonderful shape. Closing her eyes, she listens to the sounds of her comrades playing flute and drum music around the fire, and of the man upacking. Suddenly he speaks quietly to her. "Shamin is drifting apart from us. I can see he is making mischief, without telling us or sharing the prize." +

+ She nods. "I have noticed, Ahmil. He will pay for his actions sooner or later, when he is caught red-handed. I will have Tamor keep an eye on him." She squirms into her bedroll, blowing out her candle. Glancing one last time at Ahmil, she turns her back to him and sleeps. +

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