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Date Posted: 15:34:26 09/12/02 Thu
Author: Briar
Subject: .x. uh oh .x.
In reply to: Mia 's message, "Gulps" on 16:56:44 09/11/02 Wed

.x. He hits the fountain with a sickening whump, but quickly pulls himself together in a fighters crouch. .x.

.x.x. The cat was angry and wanted payback. Briar was afraid and just wanted to get out of there before he hurt anyone and before everyone found out. The internal battle raged, but it was apparent that the demon won, at least temporarily. .x.x.

.x. Both wrist knives slid into his hands and he tensed, letting out a distirbing, low hiss. .x.

.x.x. Inwardly Briar groaned; so much for this. He was pretty much helpless, watching the scene like it was a movie. He couldn't even speak. .x.x.

.x. The demon/Briar tossed a wrist knife at Lily angrily, making sure to avoid any vital spots. With his free hand he punched a nearby shop's pillar that supported it. Crash. .x.

.x.x. Briar watched and cursed. Dang. He was in trouble now. The strength though, that was definately the cat, not him. .x.x.

.x. He punched again, bringing down the collum. Another hiss. Then he grabbed a wooden shop pole, snapping it off and holding it before him. Quick as a cat ((hehe,sry)) he lept foward, inhumanly high and covering a big distance. The possed human landed in front her, holding his second wrist knife to her throat, gold eyes wary. .x.

.x.x. Tame th kitty, he willed. .x.x.

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Replies:

Cries out -- Mia, 16:52:12 09/12/02 Thu
- Growls... -- Briar, 17:09:34 09/12/02 Thu
  - �- -wavers. -- lily, 18:58:11 09/12/02 Thu
    - .x. reflex .x. -- Briar, 17:22:28 09/14/02 Sat
      - �- -trickles. -- lily, 18:04:08 09/14/02 Sat
        Stood atop -- Mia, 19:16:39 09/14/02 Sat
        .x. collapse .x. -- Briar, 04:50:41 09/15/02 Sun
        ((OCC-Inside-->)) -- Briar, 07:26:31 09/15/02 Sun
        Squirms -- Mia, 08:10:53 09/15/02 Sun
        �- -forgive me. -- lily, 11:58:56 09/15/02 Sun
        Flinches... -- Briar, 16:35:10 09/15/02 Sun
        Gawks -- Mia, 17:05:00 09/15/02 Sun
        �- -slips. -- lily, 18:07:44 09/15/02 Sun
        .x. returns .x. -- Briar, 04:24:58 09/16/02 Mon
        Shrugs -- Mia, 17:52:32 09/16/02 Mon
        �- -sigh. -- lily, 04:34:29 09/17/02 Tue
        Shifts from one foot to the other... -- Briar, 12:34:01 09/17/02 Tue
        �- -laughs. -- lily, 13:27:23 09/17/02 Tue
        walks up -- Haley, 15:30:23 09/17/02 Tue

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