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Subject: ...glance...


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Gante
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Date Posted: 14:21:19 01/02/03 Thu
In reply to: Annie Jeng 's message, ":-: Bit... :-:" on 13:36:17 01/02/03 Thu

"Power.." the words breathes from his mouth carefully. A quiet moment proceeds to overlap any thought he might throw into being...because he stares long, and coldly at Ravyn, the man oblivious to the happening. But sometimes, even for a moment, he could feel there in the midst of a mental junngle, the boy had...potential. Where did he get it from? The yearn to protect? Why did the boy simply not fight and be done? Reasons meant nothing.

"I do not..." His voice is still a whisper. He moves forward slightly, standing in front of Ravyn with his hands clenched firmly inside of his cloak. He does then what he seldom did. He speaks...directly. "I do not need, nor desire...your strength. You may try...but strength isn't needed. I cannot leave this to only you, Ravyn. I've hunted for centuries. I've killed many...among those, there have men. I will kill you, if it comes necessary. I would like to know who you are...so do not ever tell me that you are...Ravyn."

The long speech punctures him somewhat. His muscles, beneath the cloak revolt somehow, sending an unusual shudder of...agony, through his body. The man tries to hide it, backing away from Ravyn with stumbling process. He falls to one knee, only breifly, finding his pride worth enough to raise himself again. He is aware that his back is to the chinese girl, but his nerves do not allow him to move. Silence.


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