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HeLl SiNgEr/DC
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Date Posted: 23:30:36 06/23/02 Sun
In reply to:
Fathom
's message, "*stops staring and answers*" on 20:39:23 06/23/02 Sun
(*)demeanor shifts, as auds take in the report...but dial bends at the new presence(*)
Well, as you have heard, Fathom seems to know something about this. I also heard something about that, but I wasn't as learned about as Fathom, here, seems to be.
(*)gathers breath(*)
Well, that's definitely something you've gotten into. Uhhh..where does this Famina reside? I might be able to send my spy, and see exactly what they're doing...then I could help you out, since you'll obviously need to counter, and the fact that I honestly have no clue what a dragon could possibly be teaching mythicals. But it's up to you...that's what I think should happen, but again, it's up to you.
(*)she now awaits Silken Web's answer, as her blood begins to pulse. She had felt the rumbling, though they were far from the volcano, and she didn't feel like dealing with it's destructive abilities.(*)
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*she watches the dragoness as she speaks, her black hide beaming in the crimson lights around them.*
Your idea seems well thought, HeLl SiNgEr, but it is up to Silk.
*she turns to her companion*
So, how does that sound? She can send a spy and then we'll be absolutely ready for them.
*also ready for a response, her limbs vibrate with the quaking ground, whickering with a bit of uneasyness*
And maybe we should hurry this up...I don't exactly want to be here when the volcano totally erupts.
*a dark glimmer shoots about her irises, remembering the terrible new from when it had last erupted*
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