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Post by C O W B O Y{Away} on Jul 30, 2007 3:30:58 GMT -5
I'm sorry, but you are wasting your time. Please...just leave. Aplex is turned away, her large cut now exposed.[/size]
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Post by treasure on Jul 30, 2007 15:13:34 GMT -5
Curse glanced at her wound for a brief moment, flinching slightly. He gave a heavy sigh of imapateince. His voids looked back towards her, I don't believe I can do that, miss. He said. Not until you can promise me you will not kill or injure yourself intentually.
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Post by .{.Zeecarian.}. on Jul 30, 2007 15:14:53 GMT -5
Omen looked at the wound. I know how you can heal that.But you have to trust me.He said , thinking of Sayonce,a mare he had met once.
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Post by C O W B O Y{Away} on Jul 30, 2007 16:59:17 GMT -5
Anger filled her chasms, cochlea flickered to hide beneath her mangy dreads, ivories glinting behind ebon tinged kissers. You have no idea what I have been through. Please... Her aggressive optics turned to a pleading note, begging for them to leave her alone. Just please...[/size]
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Post by .{.Zeecarian.}. on Jul 31, 2007 20:29:26 GMT -5
Omen took a few steps back but he wasn't going to leave yet. Come with me.Just for a moment...He said.He would ask his sister a favor.She may not do it.She may not heal this vix for him.But he hoped Sayonce would.
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