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Date Posted: 15:42:30 07/29/02 Mon
Author: Aresia
Subject: Re: Raises an eyebrow
In reply to: Morgan Dread 's message, "Raises an eyebrow" on 14:21:18 07/28/02 Sun

"Then it is even better that you should allow me to give her to you. What I make is only a copy. The real one would still be where she is now. So if he destroys the one I made the real one will live on unharmed. You could make your life complete without ever interferring with hers." she is pleased with the idea of helping him yet she remebers the other way, the simpler way to clone a person. " Or I could make a body resembling that of hers. She would not be alive but she would be more real then the Teleport Clone. The only problem is that once the clone is made the creater must kill themself to give the clone a soul and a spirit. It is as safe as the first plan but I would have to kill myself. For this power is only known by the Catling race. Never mind it was a silly question to ask. Forget I even mentioned it." She looks away towards the door. A single tear rolls down her cheek. Happiness was the one thing she was deprived of when she was growing up. She had dedicated her life to making fellow darks happy and yet she had failed this time. She shunned herself. "I must go Viktor. I fear for my fellow Catlings. I must go find them. I must return to my people before he finds out and hurts them or me. He knows the secret of the Catlings. He knows how to make us mortal, he knows how to kill us!" she runs to taway from the table. Her eyes full of horor like a mother panther fears for her cubs. She rushes out the door and into the darkness. A soft gentle hushing noise is all that is heard as she flies away atop her dragons back. A purring sound is heard from under the table as the panther sits watching you. A red ribbon is tied around her neck, a peice of parchment is tucked in it between her soft coat. Upon the parchment it reads:

To Thy Dearest Morgan Dread,

The time has come for the darks to take control once again. I leave you to spread the word that the Catlings are among us. Watch the joinging grounds for my fellows. At the end of each entry the word purr will be writen. This is the code that she is a catling. Speak the word to them and no harm will come to you for my fellows are short tempered and have no trust in anything. This will indicate you are a follower. Tell not the lights of my spyings for they are idiots and will only get in the way and we do not want that to happen do we? I also leave you one more thing. My panther. She will be the second indicator that you are a follower.
.::*Aresia*::.

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