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Subject: (*)Fire Swift Fire(*) Author: HeLl SiNgEr [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 17:19:06 01/27/03 Mon In reply to: Azriel and Fyeren 's message, "Events were unfolding so fast that the azure beast was literally stunned." on 13:33:12 01/27/03 Mon (quite a party ya guys got goin! Hi everyone!) (*)A bloody red, fiery gaze blaring, entered the unholy tavern searching for the one that had called her there. No long did the Southern Queen have to search when the striking silver of her child's savior caught and latched her gaze. Using the shadows that so obeyed her slightest inkling, she moved to the side of the silv. Reminded her of her own growing mistress....just slightly older.(*) (*)Also surprised, was she, to see such a Light as Flecks in the middle of all of this, but two and two finaly put themselves together when she recollected the hear-say about a possessed Catastrafy. Flecks must have healed her or something. But whatever had happened, even more was flourishing....and it had a very dangerous scent. Jaws function though tongue tamed in quietude, as she spoke to Soul Reaver(*) Quite a predicament you all have managed to mix yourselves in, no? First your mother gets possessed killed and revived, and now this.....hats off. (*)Her gaze kept watch on the golden coloured, obvious foe, as she prowled opposite on the friend she came to see of. Her burning scales brought her to feverous heats as her pores seemed to absorb the fury that was resounding in this, now, place of battle. Own she watched before she remembered what she been called for. The "wooden box" had already been pulled out. A pawlaid on Flecks, as atention focused on the dragoness(*) What can I help with...or try to help with, for that matter. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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[> [> [> [> Subject: |^|Light|^| Author: Flecks [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 19:48:07 01/27/03 Mon |^|Miserable & Helpless...|^| |^|Tired... She was so tired. Optics flicker closed, blocking out the world, them snap open again with a glazed over tone. More? What of this... Integrity, daughter of RAGE and Common Sense. Soul Reaver, Cat, Azriel, Tyrael, RAGE, Common Sense, Hell Singer. Hell Singer? A forced grin of recognition slips onto bloodied lips and she shakes her head softly, replying to the many who seemed so concerned with her. She speaks, voice rasping with a gurgling undertone. The blood, of course|^| |^|There is little you can do for me. Don't watse your energies, I will heal naturally|^| |^|She pauses, frowning and voice becomes bitter for a brief moment|^| |^|Or as naturally as I am possibly able too. The most you can do is find something to clot this with|^| |^|An emerald talon rises, shaking, to the deep gash in her throat. So deep the layers of muscles surrounding her throat were exposed. It was the only physical problem she was encountering, other than exhaustion. And it had to be dealt with, even through she could not. Not now|^| |^|And then you can offer what support you can to RAGE. Should another fall at her hands, I doubt we will be able to stop her. Her strength will be too great|^| |^|Her voice was grim now. To many times had she encountered this creature. And it seemed it would not be killed. Only dealt with for awhile. But it fed off of pain, death and suffering. It already had the boost of Brahama's death. Another could make it unstopable. But enough with the gloomy facts, she still awaited a responce from the surrounding dragoness's or a move from the golden dragoness. Death's own messenger|^| |^|Dragoness of Light|^| |^|Flecks|^| [ Post a Reply to This Message ]