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Subject: -v- Bird of the Night -v- Author: Nightingale [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 13:35:38 02/27/02 Wed Author Host/IP: 152.163.201.51 In reply to: Unruley 's message, "->" on 18:06:34 02/26/02 Tue Scorn becomes all the more clear, and smirk more obvious. Uncontrollable rage is what she sees, and an inexcusable about of cockiness. With the graceful ease of the bird of her name, she dodges the strikes. "Death? I think not." Wounds from the previous battle heal before Unruley's very eyes. "At least, no death is to come to me..." Quick as a flash, the mare is on her haunches, and striking at the mare with the speed and power of lightning. Slender forelegs flail with easy percision, deadly onyx hooves slicing through the air. Ebon pelt shines with the deep green fire of her personal magic. Like quicksilver turned dark, she whirls, aiming a buck straight at the mare. Wings shoot out, and she gathers her hindquarters beneath her, springing into the air. Wings are like those of birds, enlarged ((I changed it)), as she soars overhead, like black lightning streaking through the sky, and lands opposite of where she originally stood. Mocking smile upon her lips. "You threaten me, mare, when your own danger is greatest." Green fire leaps up all around her, providing protection against magic, as she prepares to dodge. OOC: Stop powerplaying. i DECiDE WHAT THE HiTS DO TO MY CHARACTER. Did you notice that i didn't do that to YOU? And are you blind, as well? Didn't you see what Nightingale said? She is NOT a filly, she is a MARE. She merely LOOKS like a filly. Get things RiGHT next time! Oh btw, is Unruley's coat linining bronze or red? Just out of curiousity. 'Cuz you keep changing it. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date OCC (Unruleys Mun) 14:59:14 02/27/02 Wed -> -- Unruley, 15:21:07 02/27/02 Wed -v- Bird of the Night -v- -- Nightingale, 13:08:01 02/28/02 Thu -> -- Unruley, 20:38:28 03/02/02 Sat -v- Bird of the Night -v- -- Nightingale, 07:44:34 03/03/02 Sun -> -- Unruley, 10:35:34 03/03/02 Sun -v- Bird of the Night -v- -- Nightingale, 15:04:37 03/08/02 Fri -> -- Unruley, 15:13:35 03/11/02 Mon -v- Bird of the Night -v- -- Nightingale, 16:28:18 04/16/02 Tue -v-Bird of the Night-v- -- Nightingale, 17:10:19 04/24/02 Wed -> -- Unruley, 17:37:25 04/28/02 Sun -v- Bird of the Night -v- -- Nightingale, 17:43:33 04/28/02 Sun -> -- Unruley, 17:55:09 04/28/02 Sun OOC -- Nightingale, 12:55:32 02/28/02 Thu OCC -- Unruleys Mun, 14:15:18 02/28/02 Thu OOC -- Nightingale, 16:13:51 02/28/02 Thu OCC :-) -- Unruleys Mun, 14:37:33 03/01/02 Fri OOC -- Nightingale, 17:24:01 03/02/02 Sat