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.Riddle Me this. .Riddle me that. .Who's afraid. .Of my colors. .Red and. .Black. .†Death is my Best Friend†. .†.Essence of Death.†. [.Sigh erupts from broad chest cavity. Harks remain plastered to crania and massive culmination turns to catch sight of she that approaches. Guard let down when wench is revealed. Bob of dial is given in respects to the one in which she used to hold the same rank. Masculine hath promised it back so she waits patiantly. Slight nip of play given to she. Duo of sisters face the insecure one with a force so strong, none would reckon with. Alibi was a strong mare and Essence wished to aquaintence herself with better.. but she had filth to deal with now and that would wait until later. Oracles return to the form as a rebutal is formed in her head. She can't be serious. If rolling eyes was capable she would have done so. Harsh nazals release cursed sound. Netherland form quivers with the anticipation of a kill lurking near. She hath not had one in quite a long time. Snap made at the mare on the ground. Enamels grazing lobes. Clamorous call rings out of larynx.. she had enough of this goody goody and wished her end. Words are spoken and with that she turns, with a nip to alibi she makes her leavence to check on the disturbance on the far side of the cadre.] .Your days are numbered. ."Cutey". .Your lucky Painting likes you. .Or your death would be on my agenda. .And i am positive Alibi is recieving the same thoughts. .I would watch myself if I were you. .But i am not. .Thank the devil. .For now you are a play toy. .And you can bet yourself im not done with you yet. | |||