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Subject: Uh....Yea. Whatever.


Author:
Ayame
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Date Posted: 08:28:41 03/10/03 Mon
In reply to: Vain 's message, "Veni Veni Venias, Ne more Fascias" on 21:17:03 03/09/03 Sun

"Vain...? Ooook, whatever."

At first she thought he was joking, not taking him seriously at all, then it...-changed-. The appearence, and persona completely melting away to something more sinister. The flash of images that could make grown men scream in terror.

She stepped back, feeling a tug on her that could only be described as a summoning. Her hand groped the couch and she clutched the middle of her chest. Her eyes changed, and became something darker, older.

In that moment, she had her clothes on, completely as usual, as if Vain had actually given her time to get completely dressed. A flicker of gold shone brightly where her hand grasped, and as her hand fell away, she looked at Vain, smirking. Around her neck lie a ring of gold, with five seperate cones falling from different intervals at the bottom. And an all seeing eye in the middle from a time long forgotten and feared. Yes, it was the millenium ring, suspended from a mythril chain. (I'm not shitting you, she really does have it. She's had it for a while.) The evil Spirit screamed for release, but was denied by the will and energy of a mere monkey.

If looks could kill, he'd have been dead the moment he drew that sentient sword on her.

She turned and took up her kata pose for battle.

"If you don't already have it, I don't think Raken wants you to have his sword. You probably don't even know what it does."

She smirked. She knew, she'd known when he'd made it, because he'd come home and told her all about it. And the fact he'd named it after her had made it all that more interesting.

"If it's the same one I'm thinking of, his Kyuuyaku no Ayame will have some serious surprises for you."

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