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Date Posted: 15:03:33 02/06/02 Wed
Author: ScaRomeo
Subject: .vague surprise.
In reply to: �U.n.h.o.l.y� 's message, "�n.e.g.l.e.c.t.i.o.n�" on 19:00:03 02/04/02 Mon

'we meet again' .smirks slightly; though gaze held something else, the masc had little knowence to what had brung him to follow, lifting gaze sky-ward t'ward swiftly tilting silver. 'yes, she is a planet of 'er own; though La Luna is only the bringer of death in the dark world; she is the night's only peace, as when one is murdered beneath it; there she hangs in innocence' .frowns softly in thought, his boldness, sarcasm slowly dieing away; again he brings socketed sphere's to cast apon the virago forth tilting head slightly to look at her then shifting, and gazing at the earth in which large iron-anvil fores sink into the dampened soil. 'I thought about what you said...about me being a "hot shot"' .laughs lightly though it seemed with force. 'whether you um....' .clears throat with a stiff snort, a bit uneasy. 'I um...' .features contort to a frown at his own actions and a soft baritone grunt is released from vocals as the steed shifts, lifting gaze to glance at her; soft motion of egyptian featured visage. 'good night...' .turning the beast degresses; stone hinds follow fores in instinctual rhythms as the brute makes way to find his own path.

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