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Subject: .x. oh dear .x.


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Date Posted: 11:34:28 09/10/02 Tue
In reply to: Ronnie 's message, "Enrage" on 20:29:11 09/09/02 Mon

.x. The theif-boy leaped down from the lower branches of an oaken tree with cat-like grace. Partially the balance was his, but a half was the cat who of whom he was a possesion. When the boy touched down it was on all fours; again, similarly feline. However, he did not shift or straighten, but remained crouched, on the defensive as usual. He speaks carefully, worried for his friends, voice carrying the tune of a woodland in the spring season. .x.

x.x "Ronnie?" x.x

.x. He was befounded...almost. Why had the woman he'd eaten lunch with throne stone at Haley, a mere girl. Had there been visible foam dripping from Ronnie's mouth, or had she had glassed eyes-though, come to think of it, he couldn't see her orbs all that clearly-he would have deemed it rabies. Maybe insanity. No, he thought, reprimanding himself firmly. Sometimes having a enormus imagination was a bad thing. This is Ronnie, not some loony old lady. The kid waited, almost poised. He ought have been purring, though not with delight. His legs supported him in almost a squat, and one hand rested palm down on the forest floor. The other was raised, like a ready for anything.

((OCC-Just a heads up. Here:
A) Briar was biten by a demon-cat recently; I RPed it but no one responed. So, frequently it takes possesion of him. When he's Briar he's got green eyes.If the cat shifts and takes over his eyes turn gold and, well, cattish. If I don't metion his eyes, he's normal. Also, even when he's in control, he still does, well, feline/wierd things at some degree. Oh, and no, I wasn't being literal: he was NOT purring and grooming himself. Hehe.
B) Ok, important: Everybody might start to notice Briar acting a little nastier-did I say that? ehem, I mean rougher-then usual. People probably realised he was based on Tammora Pierce's Briar. Well, I was re-reading the books (for the thirtieth time. yes, I'm obsessed) and decided that my reincarnation Briar wasn't streety enough. Anyways, he's going shady. So, please peeps, don't act like this is some wierd change in him, er, just pretend he was always like that.
C)A note for those who want to get on the new Briar's good side; he talks tough and acts rough, but once you get him to open his shell he's nice. Of course, when he's around animals he's always nice. At least to them anyways.
I'm gonna go post this OCC on the OCC message board))


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