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02-09-2017, 10:20 PM
(This post was last modified: 02-10-2017, 01:56 AM by Reichenbach.)
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R E I C H E N B A C H
The night sky was black as pitch now, the stars shining and twinkling through the inky blackness as if teasing those stuck on earth. Not for the first time Reich wished he had wings - for one thing, it would be much easier to get in and out of the Throat. He shook his vast head pleasantly, silver eyes searching the event for his next match: Weaver. Reichenbach was certain he had not met her before, or that he had heard of her name within the Throat, and as such he was quite excited at the prospect of meeting someone with a larger knowledge of Helovia than himself. He glanced toward the soft glow of sunlight that could only mean Matheo was near, and found his face breaking into a sharp grin, hoping that the young man was finding someone worth speaking to. Spurring himself into action, the large bay stallion began to search through the mingling couples for Weaver. Two women, two men, he thought drunkenly, flicking his gold ringed ear absentmindedly before calling out: "Weaver?"
@Weaver so sorry about the mix-up!! These will get better, starters are not my strong point!! haha
