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Date Posted: 21:35:12 06/09/03 Mon
Author: Sioveph and Ihan
Subject: I thought it was Life's a frante and then you sleep it off? =O,x=
In reply to: Donovan 's message, "Life's a byotch and then you you get drunk. Err... I think I screwed that one up. XD" on 21:19:40 06/09/03 Mon

"Oh, get your dyone'd gun already," Ihan snaps irritably, flicking one hand in its direction before hooking her thumbs around the elastic strap of her silk, cerulean sash. The slightest movement from Sioveph reminds the grey-winged Olashi of diplomacy, and with a mental sigh she resigns herself to being nice. Or as nice as possible, under the circumstances. So the white-furred pilot settles into a braced-leg stance, refusing to let weariness or pain show through her posture, arms folded defensively.

Sioveph bows slightly, stiffness in hes back eliciting a tiny wince. Carrying a dead weight and running at full speed through hazardous woods for an hour had taken its toll on the sturdy little Welphie, though hse carefully concealed hes discomfort. "I'm an ambassador, though only to Olashi-kind I'm afraid," hse admits quietly. "And a minor one at that. Ihan-my-friend is a pilot-explorer, but neither of us have much sway with our planets." Ihan's edgy voice breaks through the temporary silence like a steel blade. "Doesn't matter though. If we could get word out, at least to the Olashi, they wouldn't care who we were. They'd investigate. Etreus is marked as an ally, and the Tokathe are supposed to be the good guys." She shoots a veiled glare at Donovan but shrugs stiffly.

Pale blue eyes abruptly lose their hostile glint and shine with intense interest; Ihan leans forward slightly, white-furred brows arched. "A ship, you say? A sort of revenge?" Sioveph also blinks but catches on a bit quicker than hes partner, "You mean a PhiaShip?" Golden eyes widen.

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Hrmmm... Life's like a box of choc'lates... XD (GIMME THE CREME FILLING!) -- Donovan, 22:00:44 06/09/03 Mon
Hrmmm... Life's like a box of choc'lates... XD (GIMME THE CREME FILLING!) -- Donovan, 22:18:12 06/09/03 Mon
- I like the strawberry filling. -- Sioveph and Ihan, 22:36:23 06/09/03 Mon
  - Eheh... -- Donovan and Nathor, 23:01:18 06/09/03 Mon
    - =O,O= -- Sioveph and Ihan, 23:16:09 06/09/03 Mon
      - To the PHIASHIPS! -- Nathor and Donovan, 23:27:39 06/09/03 Mon