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Subject: deadly gambles that you can not win


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Sabra
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Date Posted: 17:58:15 03/19/05 Sat
In reply to: Zeth 's message, ".:. I'll be there as soon as I can but I'm busy missing broken pieces of the life I had before.:." on 13:28:37 03/19/05 Sat
 truly uncaring of the 'love-hate' relationship between the two Sabra does not even pause in her movements. her attention focused for the moment upon her query. the feeling of Briallan's scrying bringing a grin to prefect lips, her being gasping the madding, confusion causing energies and feeding upon them. pools turning their death stare once more to the seeker through her own glass before she reaches out and the glass shatters. a pity though that her touch had been to late and the brat had made it through.. well there would be no return trip for the girl anyways..

no, the only fuck up that had happened was not killing Briallan when she had the chance. though she would die with Zeth all in good time as all whom attempted to held sabra's glance did. perhaps it was going both ways though.. they both misjudged the other. for she would find quite a surprise awaiting her as Briallan allowed the blade to plunge into her own body. It was no normal blade and it was definitely not made of just the killing of vampires, oh no it was 'The Blade' and it's poisonous bite would be tasted by all.

watching with the slightest smile as the little one traveled about with what appeared to her at least as grace sabra only chuckles softly. The planes and dimensions within not only her dominion but her birth place as well. not of this.. world shall we say. far beyond any thing that they or anyone else could imagine of her species. a flick of a finger easily able to keep the weak creature barred in her shadowed realm though Sabra figured it to be play time, a cat with a mouse.. tail in paw.

a smirk twisting at her lips as the incantations are spoken Sabra just shakes her head slowly a purr within her lyrics.. if only they knew. you waste precious energy with your lack of control!pools sparkling still with her own madness and the gathering energy the girl so readily feed her. her own power surging with the ebbs and tides of the atmosphere about her. glance brilliant like the stars, the weak so often looked upon with awe. tresses of ebon seeming to swirl about her shoulders with a misty quality, clothing fluttering in a breeze that blew upon no other.

It was not in her nature nor of her species to allow a cluster of words to affect her actions, for the most part. and though she paused for the moment she sure as hell did not release the dagger from her grip. her features awash with a wicked amusement and sick pleasure, the dagger slowly gutting the girl before her though she was not in truth displeased with the idea.. she would finish off the male in a moment.

You have made a deadly error.. as I am not of the flesh that you can bind me with mortal words, child glance sliding over the pair as velvety laugher flows softly through their minds and the air in a harmony never heard before but perhaps in the males dreams. still drinking in the energy that flickered about the fea's aura caring little that she might very well drain her of life if she continued.

her glance then wondering to Zeth as she steps forward blade still in hand. I believe it is your turn my dear. words seductive yet ice cold and uncaring all at the same time. the child's attempts admirable and yet so far off basic.. Sabra was not stupid enough to just give out her weakness and name.. she was not one to allow others even a glance at victory over her.. no she much preferred an uneven playing field. now ignoring his words and the girl she had flung at the wall as she stalked forward raising a hand to press the male into the wall, dagger to throat if she succeeded.

no powerplaying now... a hint however you need her true name to bind her to any spell.
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late at night things i thought i put behind me haunt my mindBriallan22:33:52 03/19/05 Sat

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