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Post by U.nsung H.ero™ on Aug 25, 2006 7:47:01 GMT -5
Soldier three beated in upon slender and exhausted stilts.Orbs danced as he cast his gaze upon the starry sky.He stood silently,waiting for Andromeda and Constantine to arrive.He was uncertain if Andromeda would come.
Soldier lowered his nape to the terra.Maw opened and masculine ivories grasped stalks of jade.He began to chew quietly,then swallowed.His pillars carried him over to the river.Soldier lowered his nape,and maw opened.Ribon departed,and gently slid ino the aqua.He drank until his thirst was quenched.Soldier trotted back to where he was waiting for the vixens quietly.He was constantly looking out for them.
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Post by collisian on Aug 25, 2006 15:06:55 GMT -5
onxy coated mascu gracefully moved across the landscape with silent footfalls. bullwhip licked her hocks as flints carried her at a steady 1 beat. obsidians imprinted the sod below her as siren tressels waved in the wind. banner began to flow out behind her beautiful corpse as her graced facile features were emotoonless. round visionaries scanned the surounding realm for the bronc until they finally settled upon the musculine. neutral lands, she could tell by the sent of them. her paperthins inhaled the sents of the terrace beyond her as eavedroppers swiveled to face the warlock. so here i am, what are we to do now? her plain lyri questioned
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Post by Tear.dr0ps on Aug 25, 2006 17:43:20 GMT -5
Misfortune
Dark Slendar bod moved swiftly without a sound, stalking the two as a lion would a lamb. He nickered to the vixen slightly so the brujo would not hear his forming words[/i] He thought singly and looked about the premesis as he lurched forward into a brutal attack. He planted his shap metles onto the air and reared breaking the strong atoms. Misfortune herded the minx away from the stallion as he provoked and more movements. He glared at the brute awaiting he move . Beofre letting him get that chance he grabbed his stained pelt and made it stain with red. he tore at his skin taking a chunk with him as he moved with strong shoulders and glanced harshly at his wound. Smiling he nipped at her hide for her to move. He knew this brujo was no match for his blood lines. For his father was Broken Soldier and he would become his fathers image he was told, and now he had to live up to it before he as well vanished....
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Post by collisian on Aug 25, 2006 19:10:13 GMT -5
eavedroppers were pinned instintly as the stranger began to herd her. did he think he was stealing her? did this hellion think Soldier had claimed her. the thought made her want to laugh.at how confused this musculine could be. but it didn't matter she'd followed with harks laced and dentals bared. for in this position there was nothing she could do. the contessa watched Soldier awaiting his reaction would he fight? she thought it would be reasonless if he did. she was just another vixen to him wasn't she? she was not his property. he was suppose to show her his domain. without much further care she allowed this warlock to herd her wherever they were to be going. perhaps he was not such a bad brute. he didn't seem like a heaven walker.
tressels flew around her skullery as she watched the scene play before her onxy visionaries. crimson pelt shone brightly against the sun's rays. paperthins inhaled this new czar's sent. first moment she'd get a chance she'd ask his cursing. why run when she did not know him. he could be a brute she was looking for or one she'd never consider. bull whip was swishing behind her rump. musculars tensed a bit but her slender figure remained looking as beautiful and meotionless as usually. |
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Post by U.nsung H.ero™ on Aug 26, 2006 13:26:46 GMT -5
Soldier stood motionless.If you want her,you may take her.She is not claimed,therefore she cannot be stolen.It is up to her to decide.
A bitter rage flooded Soldier's vains as he thought about attacking.But he had a shimmer of hope alive.He did not claim Constantne,so she cannot be stolen,only claimed.Soldier's flins carried him sfiftly and bitterly towards the other stag.She is not mine.She is merely visiting my land.If you want her,you may take her.But I'd appreciate it if you let her decide which of us she would rather live with.But if it sucommes to a fight,I will fight you.But I want to solve this peacefully.
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Post by Tear.dr0ps on Aug 26, 2006 21:02:24 GMT -5
Grinning at the summing of the brutes words he glared back at him. Hah! You, a puny brute against me? wow you heaven kissers are no match for the deamons that dwelle beyonde here. Only way you'd win the a fight, is against a foal which isn't completly fair to them now is it? The bold words rung into thought. The brujo would be no fight, mere practice on his ability to win. He laughed at the earlier remarks. Lashing out at the brujo with eavsdroppers laid down flat he barred his molers and threatend the young brute. He ran pushing the minx along to the Honnard hills.
// Collisian when you reply i'll make a thread for them two to talk and stuff, Unsung your welcome to role play with us there to! lol //
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Post by U.nsung H.ero™ on Aug 26, 2006 21:04:22 GMT -5
k,but i'd really like them to talk it out)
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Post by Tear.dr0ps on Aug 26, 2006 21:05:55 GMT -5
//idk i was tying to get role playing again and such//
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Post by collisian on Aug 26, 2006 22:59:05 GMT -5
her bullwhip was lashed out at the demon bronc but she continued to be hedred she personally didn't have much care in the situation. her harks perked atop her skullery for a moment to catch Soldier's vocals. radars rolled in their sockets. she didn't care to choose she barely knew either so why choose now? arabic paper thins were flared as the exciting scene unfolded around her. the contessa found it to be somewhat enjoyble, anything was better than boredom.
ooc: ok teardrop. so did you make a thread already?? |
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