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Date Posted: 14:35:30 09/28/02 Sat
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Brenna
's message, "-Stands 'pon the edge of a cliff...-" on 12:17:37 09/28/02 Sat
*His skin was bare, save for a loincloth, showing his heavily muscled body. His skin was tanned enough to differenciate from the gold streaks that ran through his body. The rain plasters his hair to his face, and he brushes it away from his eyes impatiently. On impulse, he raises his golden wings above his head, keeping the rain away from his face. He tries speaking to her in his native language first, wondering if she spoke it.*
Whydagy dodagoo youdagoo satagand thedeger, sodago immodagobiledago?
*While he waits for a response, he decides to ask something in the language of the Cascades.*
Do you speak Gibberdelic?
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