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Post by Allen on Nov 6, 2004 23:03:33 GMT -5
I flinch as i feel her claws enter my wounds, but still just bit another hole into my tongue, pain to take pain off of your mind, blood started trickling out of the corner of my mouth, it seeming i cut open my lip as well. i try to swallow it, but it was too large of a cut to swallow all of it
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Post by Meg on Nov 6, 2004 23:04:43 GMT -5
'Hmmm"
Meg mumbles before licking all the blood of of Allens Lips.She then pulls away and licks her lips.
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Post by Damascus on Nov 6, 2004 23:04:49 GMT -5
"My day was better the moment I walked into your office, Lady Violet. I finished in Helsinki and the undead made by Ixyanarosir are seeing to the rest of things. I felt like I'd just get in the way with everything else, so I came here to see if you'd like to go for a walk, or maybe just talk about your day." He said, smiling and sitting down in a nice comfy chair near her desk.
Well, as close to these busniess-like chairs came to being comfortable anyway. He wasn't complaing, it was better this than the floor.
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Post by Allen on Nov 6, 2004 23:06:29 GMT -5
i open my eyes and look at her, my mouth opening slightly from shock before closing and swallowing another batch of blood. i close my eyes and tilt my head back again. *meg... what happened?*, despite her being out of character, her touch was still tendre
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Ixyanarosir
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Ministry of Terror Necromancer Dragon
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Post by Ixyanarosir on Nov 6, 2004 23:07:11 GMT -5
Lady Violet, my task is near complete. I want to pull out before the citizens start making my undead carry things or play in some fool concert or perform for children.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Nov 6, 2004 23:08:05 GMT -5
"Yes, and Helsinki is milder than where I come from." They wait in line for some time. He wishes that he could understand what the Finns are talking about, but they all seem charged about the concert. Finally, the line dwindles, and they can enter the hall. They take their seats, which are not the best seats, but good enough. Seats are given out by lottery, to reinforce that this is a classless society.
They are seated somewhere near the middle. After about 10 minutes the lights dim and the concert begins.
The concert features the best works of Sibelius, and starts with the Symphonic Poem for Orchestra and Chorus entitled: Kullervo.
This peice is 70 minutes long and has three movements. The song is about the tragic character Kullervo from the Kalevala.
The chorus begins to sing:
ullervo, Kalervon poika,
sinisukka äijön lapsi,
hivus keltainen, korea,
kengän kauto kaunokainen,
läksi viemähän vetoja,
maajyviä maksamahan
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Nov 6, 2004 23:09:49 GMT -5
(ooc I will be making my supper, we'll assume the concert has reached an intermission when I come back)
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Post by Ashen on Nov 6, 2004 23:13:27 GMT -5
"Of course." He says, switching stances.
His sword held straight, horizontally and parallel to his eyes. He held it in a two handed grip.
He lunged forward, with the speed of lightning, he swung horizontily to her stomach. As he swung from the swing, his left hand let go of the hilt and he tried punching for her ribs. A one-two hit, he would be using the momentum to throw the puch, so it would be far from a love tip.
If it hit anyway.
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Post by Artemis on Nov 6, 2004 23:20:52 GMT -5
Artemis backs away from the sword but it slices the front of her shirt anyways. The punch hits her in the ribs and she winces. She turns her whole body and brings the sword up in an arch to hit Ashen on the shoulder. Of course, she turned it so the flat would hit him instead of cutting him. She was half-assing herself and he wasn't.
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Post by Meg on Nov 6, 2004 23:24:14 GMT -5
Meg looked at Allen and then got the bar of betal ready again.WHen it was jot enough she started pressing it a litttle ways in over all of Allens body.
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Post by Draconius Freud on Nov 6, 2004 23:25:52 GMT -5
I see the other two dragons fighting. I take out my note pad and begin taking notes, my pacifying aura seeping out.
"Agressive behavior, rage, certainly the product of two unhealthy minds." I murmur, my pen gliding over the page.
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Post by Allen on Nov 6, 2004 23:28:10 GMT -5
i close my eyes and tense up, "... s... me..g". i open my eyes and stare at the ceiling, my eyes glazed alittle, still thinking back. all of the blood going down to my stomach was getting to me, that and it drying out, it would close my windpipe and prevent me from breathing if it continualed
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Post by Ashen on Nov 6, 2004 23:30:02 GMT -5
Ashen had spun around from the momentum of his swing. He saw her blade falling out of the corner of his eye, and had only fractions of a second to react.
He saw that the blade was flat. Good.
He stuck his hand out, open and palm up. The sword's flat side hit his hand and nothing more happened.
He felt like not fighting anymore, abbrutly and suddenly. He tried shaking it off, but only got half way there, so he wouldn't aim for a killing blow.
He jumped up, spinnning and aimming for Artemis' blade. It was a round-house, so if it connected the sword would go flying.
Her swing had stop abbruptly and unexpectedly, so she most likely would have no time to react to his attack, even if she didn't half-ass it, there couldn't be enough time for her to react.
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Post by Meg on Nov 6, 2004 23:30:39 GMT -5
"Huh?"
She said as Allen started to tense up.She had never been the type to ever put someone on the verge of death.SHe only made them feel pain.At first she panicked then she calmed herself down and pulled Allen off ot the table and into his cell.
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Post by Lady Violet on Nov 6, 2004 23:31:26 GMT -5
"Yes, we could go for a walk Damascus. All of my work is done so there is no reason why I can't leave a little early."
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