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As she recovers from her shock, Mistral's eyes fall on the broader-framed figure babbling continuously. The glint in her eyes softens somewhat as she recognises him, but it does not disappear. She looks away to see the other figure, slimmer in athletic build, who had walked over to the corner, tried to take a snooze and was now complaining about Isabeau. ~ Sephi again... just what is Larry doing with this odd character all the time?... ~ She frowns slightly before turning back to look at Larry.
Clenching her fists, she feels the wave of indignation crashing against her soul ~ "I almost lost Isabeau today, Larry. She nearly died after delivering the ring to you." ~ She stares at him, the light flickering in her eyes ~ "Isabeau means a lot to me, too. Let me tell you that if she had died just now, I would not be speaking to you now... for no matter how many heroic deeds you perform, they would not have brought her back." ~
Trembling, she inhales deeply before continuing ~ "I know you wanted to save those people, but did you ever consider the consequences of your rashness? What if you could not rescue them by yourself? You have placed everyone's lives in danger, just because of your impulsive whim." ~
Turning her back on him, she crosses her arms and faces Sephi.
~"You have some nerve complaining about my hawk - not bird, in my house..." ~ Her voice turns cold ~ "Larry may welcome you, but I don't know you well enough... if you want to know more about Isabeau, you'll do well to let me know what you hope to achieve by banding with our group of companions... and no more of that I'm a mercenary-extraordinaire talk." ~ She fixes an icy glare at Sephi ~
[This message has been edited by mistral4543 (edited 11-01-2001).]
[This message has been edited by mistral4543 (edited 11-01-2001).]
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