https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?action=history&feed=atom&title=Preemption_Of_The_HeartPreemption Of The Heart - Revision history2026-08-04T07:13:12ZRevision history for this page on the wikiMediaWiki 1.43.0https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Preemption_Of_The_Heart&diff=189777&oldid=prevTaimdala at 04:46, 30 August 20112011-08-30T04:46:49Z<p></p>
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</table>Taimdalahttps://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Preemption_Of_The_Heart&diff=182417&oldid=prevTaimdala at 08:02, 6 June 20112011-06-06T08:02:31Z<p></p>
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</table>Taimdalahttps://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Preemption_Of_The_Heart&diff=182302&oldid=prevTaimdala at 06:58, 5 June 20112011-06-05T06:58:24Z<p></p>
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<tr><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>Josephine felt Evie start and guessed at its cause, if not the exact nature of it, and deliberately kept her gaze on the sky to give the girl time to pull herself together. She listened to Char's trill and suppressed a grin—''that little bugger must have snuck under the blankets right after Evie. They're inseparable''. Not for the first time Josephine wondered how Evie acquired the Frendal dragon and her practical side answered her: she stole him, of course. Perhaps stole his very egg and hatched him herself. It was not something she could ever ask, however, for the oblique insult it would bestow on the girl's attachment to the animal. So Josephine made a slow count to a hundred and slid a look at the girl.<br><br></div></td><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>Josephine felt Evie start and guessed at its cause, if not the exact nature of it, and deliberately kept her gaze on the sky to give the girl time to pull herself together. She listened to Char's trill and suppressed a grin—''that little bugger must have snuck under the blankets right after Evie. They're inseparable''. Not for the first time Josephine wondered how Evie acquired the Frendal dragon and her practical side answered her: <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">''</ins>she stole him, of course. Perhaps stole his very egg and hatched him herself<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">''</ins>. It was not something she could ever ask, however, for the oblique insult it would bestow on the girl's attachment to the animal. So Josephine made a slow count to a hundred and slid a look at the girl.<br><br></div></td></tr>
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</table>Taimdalahttps://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Preemption_Of_The_Heart&diff=182300&oldid=prevTaimdala at 06:58, 5 June 20112011-06-05T06:58:00Z<p></p>
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</table>Taimdalahttps://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Preemption_Of_The_Heart&diff=182298&oldid=prevTaimdala at 06:57, 5 June 20112011-06-05T06:57:04Z<p></p>
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<tr><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>...Evie bolted upright, her breathing shallow and ragged. Where the pits was she? Nothing looked familiar. Her world had an odd motion to it and she weren't in her kip. She quickly glanced around and caught sight of Josephine lying beside her, staring into the sky above. It all came rushing back as the freshness of the dream faded with the morning light. You soddin' berk, how could you forget? she admonished herself. She was on board the ship, with Miss Josephine and that silver-tongued man who seemed to have even more jink than he had charm. And that was a piking load of coin, because he had left Evie speechless for the first time she could remember.<br><br></div></td><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>...Evie bolted upright, her breathing shallow and ragged. <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">''</ins>Where the pits was she?<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">'' </ins>Nothing looked familiar. Her world had an odd motion to it and she weren't in her kip. She quickly glanced around and caught sight of Josephine lying beside her, staring into the sky above. It all came rushing back as the freshness of the dream faded with the morning light. You soddin' berk, how could you forget? she admonished herself. She was on board the ship, with Miss Josephine and that silver-tongued man who seemed to have even more jink than he had charm. And that was a piking load of coin, because he had left Evie speechless for the first time she could remember.<br><br></div></td></tr>
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</table>Taimdalahttps://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Preemption_Of_The_Heart&diff=182296&oldid=prevTaimdala at 06:54, 5 June 20112011-06-05T06:54:45Z<p></p>
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</table>Taimdalahttps://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=Preemption_Of_The_Heart&diff=182273&oldid=prevTaimdala at 05:11, 5 June 20112011-06-05T05:11:59Z<p></p>
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