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Post by Tempest on Nov 28, 2006 15:36:06 GMT -5
"Oh for fuck's sake I broke a rib not died. Yes I am hurt but guess what? I am a big girl and I will get over it as long as I get someone to eat."
She wondered if anyone caught that little joke. Things were getting to serious. Her ears perked up.
"Food. Where?"
When she was in this mode nothing mattered except the bloodlust. She looked around the room. Oh crap who the hell would feed her? All she needed was a chalice or two of blood and she would make it til she could feed later tonight. She would hunt Rhydyn. Some helpless fool won't know what hit him.
"So that was Death huh? Interesting person if I say so my self but as you can tell Anudin I am not some simpering fool who will run off. I know what he tried to do. I am not blind. However you seem to think I can not handle my self. One broken rib won't make me go screaming into the night."
She closed her eyes again, her voice soft as she spoke.
"I know you're afraid. I love you Anduin and I am not going anywhere."
She laid her head back and bit her lip. Tasting her blood, a low growl escaped her. Man if she did not eat soon, someone was going to have a very bad day.
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Post by Stoic Soul on Nov 28, 2006 17:43:27 GMT -5
:He looks over at Tempest, a solemn look forming on his face as he watched her. He then walked over to where she stood, stopping in front of her as he spoke: I know that you can take care of yourself Tempest...but it isnt just Death that worries me...
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Post by Tempest on Nov 28, 2006 18:34:41 GMT -5
She looked up at him.
"What worries you Anduin? If you don't talk to me I can't help you. If us is not what you want for some demented reason then you need to tell me now."
So she could crawl back into her shell and end up worse then she is. Why do they all always do this?
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Post by Stoic Soul on Nov 28, 2006 18:56:31 GMT -5
:He shakes his head slowly, then walks over to her, stepping right in front of her as he lans forward and kisses her softly on the lips. He holds the kiss for but a moment before pulling away, a mile on his face: I do want us to be together, never question that...: His expression became solemn as he spoke again: In my dreams...I saw an army of the dead...and Death was leading them...
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