Subject: { You call this hot, F&B? I'm freezing my butt off! } |
Author: D'sprie [ Edit | View ]
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Date Posted: 15:39:02 04/28/02 Sun
{ She smirks deliberately, the rupturing smirk blasting away her beautiful features, as she was once seen. So, F&B didn't like mocks? She'd get a lot of them from her, as F&B was about as dumb as a doornail, but she was certain, everybody already knew that. }
"Why, hello people. 'Ze name's D'sprie, or Sprie for most, I do say. So, you live in fire? Refreshing, ain't it? I quite think so, as my heritage is of the sun, and my mind is off the very fire of the Devil, I'm sure you see."
{ Lithe body propels her against the dragons, and dragonessess beneath upon the scorched and rutteded 'Saber's Edge', cocking her head malicely to choke in the new scents of her 'home' for the time being. }
"I'm not young, don't call me it. Don't say I'm immature, for barely, I do what is right, and you may object to whatever you want, but there is no way that I will listen. Clear? I thought so."
{ The stealthful beauty swoops in, beckoning the flame toward her dappled silver and black body, her saphired wings unblemished and pure in the choking and crisp smoke of the nearby heat well. Opal's gaze along the territory, watching for the recognizable Forbidden And Black, in which she would like to converse with, for matters needed to be stated. }
{ Lithe-ful beauty dialates and soft echo, no, screech is propeled toward the blackened smog of a territory, ricachaing off the outer layers of stone and molted gravel beneath large wing-span of female. }
(OOC: Sorry, crappy post...lol.)
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