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Date Posted: 14:18:49 05/09/02 Thu
Author: Memory
Author Host/IP: 152.163.213.61
Subject: flight of young femme

Young silver colored femme races through, blood dripping from battle wounds. Turning her head she galnces feetingly back towards Rahul Jagged. She continues on through to the small cave.

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[> :| Concern -- Farhan, 15:00:02 05/09/02 Thu (205.188.199.53)

Winged steed watches, concerned, as femora races through the terra, as though fleeing something. Positioning himself o'er the path, he awaits for whatever pursues her. For once he is not skipping, or happy-go-lucky. His moments of solemnity seem to come more often nowadays.

OOC: This is what Zen meant by this place being safe. I RP Farhan, and Farhan's a silverblood from Silver Coppice, and doesn't hold to all this harem stuff.

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[> |are you tempted?| -- Devil's Temptor, 15:39:41 05/09/02 Thu (24.56.39.110)

.raven brute follows one dubbed Memory. .come now, no more games. .to Binnui we go. .snort emitted through crimson nares. .seeing pegasus, startled, brujo spins, attempt to go around. .what, did they thing he would hurt her? .nay. .tell her where to go? .aye. .home awaited them.

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[> [> :| Speaks -- Farhan, 13:12:50 05/10/02 Fri (205.188.199.157)

"If you're going after her, I'm not going to let you, because you're obviously the one she [also obviously] doesn't like." Orbs stare defiantly at the steed, as the pale gold and pink merged with his pelt o' white brightens, beginning to spark. Determined, he is, not to let the steed pass.

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[> [> [> >:| Following -- Farhan, 10:28:04 05/12/02 Sun (152.163.206.179)

Anger begins to arise within him, and masculine frame begins to glow, silken pelt suddenly containing gold fire --a mere step away from orange. Some fire must've broken through, for he is surrounded by an aureole of gold fire. Launching himself into the air, he soars o'erhead. He knew creatures like the one within the cave; once upon a time, he had been one. They despised having a parade in their homes. Time to rain on this particular parade...

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