-How Silver Lit the Skies- -- ...Enter the Rouge-Azure Abyss....?

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Subject: -How Silver Lit the Skies-

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Soul Reaver

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Date Posted: 17:59:01 01/26/03 Sun
In reply to: Catastrafy 's message, "*Breathe Chaos. Breathe Death*" on 17:48:48 01/26/03 Sun

-Long in the shadows had she lingered, stealth her only companion. Saucer gaze of pure steel had watched all, and this new threat was non to be pleased of.-

-She moved, seeing the distraction her mother had put up, and it seemed not for herself and maybe a little for Rage, but for this blue. Looked a lot like her father. And come to think of it, that crimson she had been holding looked an awful lot like her. Her mind tingled...did she actually have some brothers?-

-Who cares. Well, she did, but that wasn't exactly mundane to the current situtation. She moved, motions fluid and of perfect feline quality. It was the that she was beside Rage and Flecks. She could tell that he had been healed. Did her mother know this. He could probably move himself, but still, she was correct in her statement. They had to do this together-

-Whisper flooded from her, softer then a star's story, to the auds of the bleeding healer. Compassion for the Light. A first...but Flecks deserved and earned it-

Flecks, we have to get you better. If not totally, some. You're not safe...none of us are. You must tell me what to do to help you the most, though I do know of someone who might be able to help with that coughing, for it's only makig yo loose more blood. If I could only get to her mind...

-Her words paused as she huddled close to the dragoness, trying to keep darkness abound to them. Her mind quarried as it tried to leap from her mind to another's, a good ways from her. A Queen in distant lands....one who may be able to help.-

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[> [> [> Subject: (AHHHH! *Screams bloody murder* I'm gone for one day and and... *nearly faints*)

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Rage/Domino
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Date Posted: 19:48:34 01/26/03 Sun

(*Pouts greatly* OKay then...So the voice has made her appearance just dangy. I know how to kill her, but it aint gonna be easy. And everyone is getting hurt. And you KILLED my favorite Hatchling! How DARE you! *Ebon' dragon roars* Anyways...I aint mad at anyone just umm overly overwhelmed. So uhhh give me a moment to write this. I'm missing the super bowl to do it so ya'll had better love me! *Glares* Hehe...Kidding once again)

-The ebon' drake had been still though in pain for sometime, but as the taunts of the voice grow louder he stirs-
-If only alittle-
-Crimsons widen in alarm and anger as the inmobile brute is stuck to watch the going on's around him-
-As the silver form of Brah�ma is seen flashing before him a slight curl of lips is shown-
-But such a look of near pleasure is so bitterly shortlived as with horror and pain he watched the prized beauty fall-
-A roar filled full with pain and anger is sent forth as the mighty brute had, had enough-
-Feeling renewed from the healing with which Flecks, the Light had given him he stood-
-Muscles rippling with anger and tentsion as he saw the choices before him. And none were good-

"Namachi....so that is what insanity is called."
-Crimson stare at the golden dragoness before him, though in his mind she shall always remain a haunting voice and nothing more. For beauty was only skin deep and what lay beneth this beast was anything but beautiful-
-Lips curl into a snarl as he replied to her question-
"You leave me little choice. And besides we all know you would love a challenge for your next meal."
-Words may seem merry when heard by one afar, but any near could feel the daggers with which they were sent forth with-
-Each wishing to come forth and cause chaos, just as Namachi, herself had done-

-All that was said an done was more a bravo then anything or was it-
-All knew that RAGE was known to hold anger within him, that many a times if not releashed could destroy the very holder-
-But now he had a target, something with which to send it all at. And believe me when he was more then willing to try-
-He was in no way ready to die and this voice-
-This dragoness,Namachi-
-She would leave unpleased...if he had his way with things-

-Whip lashes out angerly at the air around as crimson dare to leave the golden dragoness for just a fraction of a second-
-And only to look upon his fallen daughter. The one that was so much like him and in the end had seemed to pay for it-
-Snarls as he rose to his full height, nearly as tall as the one before him, but not quite-
Let's Dance...

-The Angerd-
-The Painted-

~*~RAGE~*~

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Author: Tyrael [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 01:28:52 01/27/03 Mon Brute growls ominously, large blue body tensed for battle. He'd let Rage take this round, but if intervention was needed, he would be the first to rip the gold apart.... [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> Subject: *Breathe Chaos. Breathe Death*

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Catastrafy
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Date Posted: 12:45:18 01/27/03 Mon

*So he was well. Good. But how good would this remain?*

*Weapon still raised, death-lapping point glintted in the dim illumination, the rouge backed some knowing that this was the black's battle. Still, she would intervene if she felt it necessary*

*Slowly back she sunk, rough thrumming still pounding the walls of her oxygen tube as she warned the threat instincively. But it was slowing and would soon cease, as she caught a glimsp of numerous bounds of silver in the darkness*

Soul Reaver?

*There she was, knelt by the healer whom she owed so much to. It was almost comical....ever thought she'd owe anything to a Light. But that wasn't a point of the matter. A huge embrace engulfed the young mistress, overflowig with sinister tenderness and the effects of missing another. Indeed, she had certainly missed her first child.*

*Finally, a proud mother could release the grown, and her lookers went on to see more of the picture. Flecks was in horrible shape, and she knew it. But what could they do. Down for thoughts, she simply settled beside them, propping up Flecks for any comfort she could bestow, and went on to watch what would unfold*

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