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Post by Jareth on Apr 16, 2004 23:39:34 GMT -5
She tilts her head and decides she will be brazen.
"I will think long and hard about it i promise Magnus. I shall give you an answer soon.......Your hand is soo cold. Is all of you so cold? I mean all of the time? Do you not feel warmth at all? Can't anything warm you up."
SHe leans forward and kissed his hand. She looked at him. She was so lonely and he seemed to like her a little. But she felt he would be like all of the others.
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Post by Omadon on Apr 16, 2004 23:47:50 GMT -5
Omadon, his eyes closed, smiles. His hand slowly growing warmer. "I can. It simply takes an effort of will, of which I have plenty. But nothing else. Nothing warms the flesh of this body any longer. Such is life, or death as it may be."
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Post by Kaieka on Apr 17, 2004 0:04:58 GMT -5
"Forgotten? What is there for me to have forgotten? Here I am a queen, I have people to command... am I so fooled by LIF? They offer me whatever I could desire."
I am sick of talking. Talk is cheap.
I release a loud banshee scream, paralyzing Zephyr where he stands. I walk up to him and grab him by the throat.
"What do you think I have forgotten? That you kidnapped me? Ah... or was it the sex that we shared so long ago?... did you see more in that than I did? Do you miss it? Is that why you followed me here?
I kiss him on the lips. His eyes watch me out of his immobile body. This brings back some sort of memory and my body feels strange. I ignore the feeling and, if anything, am angered by it. He will not have any sort of sway over me.
"How was that? At all satisfied?"
I keep my hand on his throat, pulling the energy out of him with my energy drain powers. I can feel him getting weaker and weaker. When I am finished, I release his throat and dig my nails into his ribs, the blood trickles out of the wounds and coats my fingers, soaking his shirt.
I withdraw my hands, and his body falls to the ground. His eyes still stare at me, penetrating me. I have to look away.
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Post by Jareth on Apr 17, 2004 0:06:50 GMT -5
She puts his hand to her face and feels it grow warmer. She moves her own hand to touch his face and she smiles.
"Well Magnus i have warmth do you feel? I may not be a lot but i am something. I could try to warm you. I am no ordinary wolf demon. But you already knew that. Let me try."
She leans to him and pulls him close. SHe wants to see if he will allow her this. They things that can be told within a kiss. To see if all men will kick her like a common dog or if he will allow her this. She is inches from his face.
"Magnus, shall i try to warm you?"
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Post by Omadon on Apr 17, 2004 0:14:33 GMT -5
Omadon's face is blank at first but a smile slowly spreads across his face. "I'll try anything once... or twice."
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Post by Illigitimate God on Apr 17, 2004 0:16:47 GMT -5
Zephyr's blind rage quivers under her attack. How could he try to hurt her like this? She had done so much for him, and he had thrown it all away. He layed on his back, on the cold tile floor. He closed his eyes, remembering the times when he was lucky enough to even touch her.
"...sex is unimportant... You wouldn't remember... your memory is gone... we shared so much in so few days... all that time was an infinite ecstasy. I loved you!"
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Post by Jareth on Apr 17, 2004 0:20:53 GMT -5
Jareth smiles wickedly and leans forward as he says his last word. In a swift single motion she slips an arm around his neck and rests one hand on his chest. With out giving him time to react she places her lips to his waiting for any sign of resistance.
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Post by Lady Violet on Apr 17, 2004 0:23:39 GMT -5
I receive the message from Valmont. He truly is doing an impressive job. He is surely a rising star in our organization. I send a telepathic message to him:
"I must say, I am impressed. If you are able to complete this mission, you will surely have a promotion...."
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Post by Kisa Higurashi on Apr 17, 2004 0:26:02 GMT -5
--Annabell--
Annabell remains in her bed, asleep.
Meanwhile, Indigo slinked through the church. His animal instincts told him to be precautious. He crawled to the kitchen, a place which Annabell has been favoring.
Brady, the elf was there. Indigo sat in front of him, wondering if Brady was telepathic.
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Post by Victoria on Apr 17, 2004 0:33:05 GMT -5
"Well hello, there...you must be our great spokesman...Ari Fleischer...I mean...Mr. Futsu. What brings you to Moscow? You must be terribly busy with all that important work you do." I sit back down at the bar and order another drink.
My life is starting to get a little better.
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Post by Kaieka on Apr 17, 2004 0:34:14 GMT -5
I look down at him lying on the ground in his own blood. He looks so sad. It makes me feel... bad for what I did. I should kill him, I should finish him off. I should feel good for winning this battle, but instead I feel regret. The way that he has looked at me, what he has just said... I don't know to what he refers, but I know that I shouldn't have attacked him like I did.
I look away from him as he lays there on the floor. I cannot bear to see what I did to him. I no longer have the desire to fight him or harm him.
"I'm sorry for this... I am sorry that I do not remember what you wish me to remember...
Join LIF. I have been told that I can have an entire army of soldiers at my command. I am sure that you can find a place here, you are capable, they would be lucky to get you. Instead of fighting me... join me."
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Post by Omadon on Apr 17, 2004 0:35:31 GMT -5
Omadon closes his eyes, remaining basically limp. Hundreds of years and this was the fiftj woman he'd kissed. He could count them on one hand. Kissing was not his strong suit. Best to leave it to her. She did seem to know what she was doing.
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Count Leo Tolstoy 2000
Full Member
Chaotic Destroyer
"I will make the purges look like a sunday school picnic "
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Post by Count Leo Tolstoy 2000 on Apr 17, 2004 0:36:37 GMT -5
"I am old, but old things are deadly."
He whips his arms so fast that they become like spinning saw blades. He runs at Lawrence and cuts off his legs.
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Post by Illigitimate God on Apr 17, 2004 0:38:35 GMT -5
Zephyr narrows his eyes. Join LIF? For her, he would oblige any request. He stood with a little difficulty. He would accept her offer, even if it meant being something everyone loathed.
"I will join with you and LIF... but only for the sake of you..."
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Post by Lawrence on Apr 17, 2004 0:43:31 GMT -5
Not bad....for an old man.Before the count could take another step forward,I used my psychic powers to stop him from his tracks.The force blew him away.I tryed to endure the pain.I tryed to hold back my screams.((ooc-You sliced my legs?))
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