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Kaal and Onyx
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Date Posted: 22:23:49 08/23/02 Fri
In reply to:
Famina
's message, "§ snarl § ( this one )" on 17:59:41 08/22/02 Thu
(again, far to tired, won't elaborate. I just got back from riding my super spunky and bouncy horsie which gave me a blister on my typing finger ~*~eee! pain!~*~ and just, well...grr! ~*~suddenly nods off, only to be smacked by Kaal~*~
GRR! I wanna sleep! Can't you behave and play nice and quiet for a change???
+Hisses and bites her ankle+
Why you! For that I'll make you where a tutu!
~*~Magically a tutu appears on the ebony brat, pink!~*~
muahaha!)
..::.+.::..
How he hisses ever so loathingly. Expressing each and every ounce of hatred he held for the *bleep* that stood before him. Her hasty and stupid little speech made no impact on the stubborn and neive mind of his. Let her think what she wanted, he shall think what he wanted. No matter if she can read his mind, perhaps, maybe it's just what he'd like. No need to express verbally his feeling of her, no. Later he shall express them physically.
Sharply he twisted to glare and snarl at his brother, seeing him touching Onyx infuriated him unlike anything. He infuriated him unlike anything. How he disgusted him so. Unfit creature, unworthy to be brother to he and Onyx. His eyes looking dauntingly similar to a provoked viper, how dare he touch her!
Soon the ebon began to eye Xeph's visible organs hungrily, yes. They shall soon be spilt before him. He shall pay, for everything. Done and soon to be done. Licking the oozing blood from his chek with satifaction. It's bitter flavour most pleasing. He slowly turned to Famina with cool eyes, yet a sneer tarnished his Shadow features.
::Say what you want, do what you want, believe what you want. I don't care. You'll never be half of what you think you are, and that's fine with me. Don't think I'm a decent child hmm? Well, many don't think Father a decent dragon. Yet he's decent in my mind, and that's all I give the matter. If you hate me so, you won't have to look at my apalling form ever again. I'll just go, how's that? Seems I'm not wanted by anyone anyway, so why stay?::
Ebon and silverine prisms glance to Onyx, asking her to come yet telling her she doesn't have to. no. He shall survive...alone. Ah, a son following in his Father's footsteps, literally, though who would've thought it'd start so soon?
Shifting into 2D, he headed silently for the exit o' his 'home'. Hissing a farewell to them all.
::And as for Everdark, I don't want it. So don't trouble youselves with keeping me from the throne::
And with that, all was silent.
"For in and out, above, about, below,
'Tis nothing but a Magic Shadow-show,
Play'd in a Box whose Candle is the Sun,
Round which we Phantom Figures come and go."
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