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The Mind of a God
6-19-2000
Khalid and Sabirah

Eyes hewn of fire watch Sabirah still, until the God blinks, and the cold blueness of a foreign gaze quenches the flame. Khalid steps forward, muscles moving with inhuman grace. A hand stretches out to cup Sabirah's jaw and wrench it upward. "So you are one of the children of my making."

Nighttime Garden Visit
6-19-2000
Jamal, Lailah, Rory and Sabirah

Jamal watches Sabirah and her raiment of silver-green. As she steps from shadow made by trees into shadow made by the moon's hiding, he says, "who are you?" It's aimed at the other Akhund, in tones just as soulless as they were before the Atarvani tried to soften him with an infusion of literature and philosophy.

Anger in Mourning
6-20-2000
Sabirah and Sumai

A thoughtful pause is given to your words as he thinks on them, "Their death will bring me little ease. If that were so I would not even grieve, for they were all killed minutes after my woman was. There are things that need be done now, so I will be what I have always been."

Explanation of an Ambush
6-21-2000
Jamal and Sabirah

"The attackers chose this particular place to attack us because something was --" he frowns slightly "--wrong with magic there. It was hard to wield. They chose a place that would offer protection from the Atarvani."

Loyalties to God and Haven
6-21-2000
Niamh and Sabirah

"How do you do it," she asks quickly, still staring at the vision of white. "How do you retain your loyalty to the Amir-al, yet serve the candala in this city within that." Her points point expressively toward Delphi as her eyes peer over her shoulder to the other priest.

Interrogation
6-23-2000
Jamal and Sabirah (emits by Jamal)

Sabirah sighs deeply with feigned annoyance. "I do wish you would stop using such a term, kafir. I am who and what I am because the Amir-al in his wisdom foresaw days like this and knew ones like I would be needed. But, of course, since you see seem to have no respect for the Amir-al I certainly should not expect any from you."

Hummingbirds and Lions
6-24-2000
Jamal and Sabirah

Jamal comes to a halt with only the slightest of sways. The uneven motion is magnified in the silk that hangs down over his arm, the hem rippling in the faintest suggestion of agitation. He looks at her. "I know what you are. Do you know what I am?"

A Clan's Punishment
6-24-2000
Jamal, Khalid, Niamh, Rihana, Sabirah, Shahar, Thalia and Zuhayr (emits by Rihana)

The blue of the God's eyes are abruptly eclipsed by flames that burst into life. The fiery gaze assails Talim, "If you would try and destroy what is most precious to me, then I will allow you to live long enough so that you may witness the destruction of what you hold most dear." The burning eyes turn towards Talim's children.

A Breath of Morning Air
6-25-2000
Jamal and Sabirah

Sabirah lifts one hand from the ledge and gestures back toward Jamal. "Again, I might say the same of you. You have an ability I do not possess, nor will I ever." The hand falls and she asks a question in return. "Are you wary that I might hear what you think?"

Prayers in the Sand
6-28-2000
Jamal, Sabirah, and Sunrose

Sabirah sighs with annoyance, though it is read more on her face than from her throat as the ocean's song swallows her sigh. "I did not lie, Imphadi," she returns, this time giving more thought to her answer. "I spoke the truth, just not all of it."

What is Mine
6-30-2000
Ranjeet and Sabirah

His voice is soft and rough, like a panther's growl to her question - menacing by it's nature rather than intent. "I will not rest until I have recovered what is mine and struck vengeance upon those who have wronged me," is his dark reply.

Feathers and Spice
7-5-2000
Broadshoulders, Jana, Jasmine, Sabirah, and Tybio

Dark fingers clamp down on the first thing they touch, a handful of Jana's wing, though it's mostly feathers. "Clumsy candala," he sneers as he faces her with her downy feathers poking out between his fingers.