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Date Posted: 16:08:38 08/30/02 Fri
Author: Space Oddity
Subject: ◦ tough as nails and clean as night ◦
In reply to: The New Satan (.Thou tremble in fear at thy feet of Satan.) 's message, "(.inquire.)" on 17:37:38 08/29/02 Thu



*A lone 'brow' arches as the tangible demon before her chuckles quietly, but no further attention is paid to that action. She stands quietly, not moving a muscle, letting him deliver his monologue without any interruption. When he ceases speaking, she nods in acknowledgement* Thank you. *As he turns to leave, she watches him disappear into the inky abyss before whirling and ambling away as well. Head lowers, and she relaxes slightly, but still does not drop her guard completely. She turns his words over in the diabolical recesses of her rather clever mind, reiterating his greetings silently and to herself. She halts and looks over her shoulder at the place in the 'dead' meadow from which he had seemed to vanish; and cannot see even a trace of his presence among the lands. Withers rise and fall in a slight, almost casual shrug, plumage clamped tightly to muscled haunches. As the last month of summer was drawing to a close, so was her time of estrus. It is unknown to her whether or not this year's cycle is to be left unattended to, but no matter. If her leader wished her to bear his progeny, he would surely contact her - but whatever the outcome, she would wait. Appendages fold as she sinks to the browning terra, eyes closing partway so she can rest but still observe her surroundings and the remainder of her leader's soulless cadre*


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