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Date Posted: 09/14/03 9:31pm
Author: Adrian
Subject: .[where i end and you begin].
In reply to: Shazaam 's message, "(Enter the dragon)" on 09/14/03 4:35pm


"Actually no."

The russet and black defends himself, purposefully contradicting the other's assuming words. The roguish spirit raises his head, ears tipped back in thought. He allows the oceanic breezes to brush his wild dark forelock over one eye. A small, white speck of a star marks his forehead, the only light marking upon the dully bay horse. Looks never were one of Adrian's contributing factors. He could easily just blend in with a group of other horses, though his eccentric, normally well intended, and wayward personality keeps him separated from the rest of the lot.

"Shazaam, I would feel guilty if I just stood here and talked for the whole day. I mean.. while everyone else is fighting."

Adrian manages to admit, his quiet voice now even and controlled. Whether lying or not, he could not afford to let the opposition be correct. The ebonite pointed stallion continues on with a new type of confidence backing his shifty behaviour.

"I struck at you, but you merely turned around. In my opinion that does not constitute as an equal attack. But before I throw another wanton offensive in your direction, I need you to clear something up for me. What were you bred and raised for?"

The ruffian King now takes a step forward, head tilting slighting to his right. However, behind these seemingly neutral actions and cooly spoken words lies strife. Things aren't always as they appear.


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