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Post by Stoic Soul on Nov 4, 2005 12:18:48 GMT -5
Death would stop walking, solid black eyes staring down the man who stopped before him. He would note the man's attire, seeing what weapons the guardsmen wore. A chuckle would escape from his lips as he let go of the scythe, letting it hover in mid-air beside him as he took a step towards the other man: Well met Drako. I bet your wondering what is going on, hmm? Well, Ill let you figure that for yourself: The scythe would move to hover in front of Anduin's body, slowly beginning to spin in a counter-clockwise direction, acting as a shield.: I bet noone expected this, too busy they are in their own lives. I bet Anduin's woman doesnt care enough for him either, or else she would have sensed something's wrong!:
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Post by Baroness Angel DelaSangre on Nov 4, 2005 14:07:00 GMT -5
Her body shifted in the air.. using her strong dragon sight she would look around.. flapping her wings quickly as she made it to the spot without any trouble. Upon landing she would see the dead.. Quirking her brow in surprise she would roar out as someone.. bit her tail.
Yanking her tail to the side she threw the creature. Growling loudly as she didn't have enough time to jump up without getting attacked more. More bites.. more screams of hurt.. thank god her blood was like acid.. if they were diseased.. she would never know.
Slashing out her claws she would glady chop ones head off. Then turning as she fought.. defending herself.. wondering What in Drakos name was going on!!
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Post by Drako Lathen on Nov 5, 2005 9:22:21 GMT -5
You...You're...Anduin...what's going on?
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Post by Stoic Soul on Nov 7, 2005 14:38:58 GMT -5
:A soft chuckle would escape Anduin's lips as Death peered out from within Anduin's body, the scythe still hovering before him, a black aura surrounding the weapon as Death spoke: From what I gathered looking through Anduin's memories, I would have thought you were smarter than that Drako. I am in control of Anduin's body now. The soul of your "brother", I have absorbed into my being. He is gone now, and noone can save him. Then again, it seems that noone wished him saved, at least that is what he felt when he took my scythe as his own, his soul calling to be taken into the darkness.: A look of malice would form on Anduin's face as his white-hair flowed, as though being blow by a breeze. The air around him would grow colder as Death took a step towards Drako:
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Post by Baroness Angel DelaSangre on Nov 7, 2005 14:49:05 GMT -5
Soon she would jump back into the air. Scratches and bites were running along those beautiful midnight blue scales. She cursed under her breath as she would go towards the distant voice. Survivors... there must be.
Flying only a few moments she would see them.. Drako and ... and.. her scales went pale. It wasn't.. and it couldn't be.. She landed behind the man who looked like Anduin.. Her neck extending forward as she would growl. She took in the scent and quickly tried to snort it out. It was vile.
Growling she would ready to attack.
"Who are you?" Her voice seemed to rumble, not the sound of sweet bells that Angel would remember.
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Post by Drako Lathen on Nov 7, 2005 14:49:34 GMT -5
::He wouldn't flinch, though it did hurt him inside to know what had happened to his best friend:: And what do you plan to do now? Why are you in these lands?
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Post by Stoic Soul on Nov 7, 2005 14:56:12 GMT -5
:Death would turn, hearing Angel land behind him. A grin full of pure malice would form on his face as he grabbed his scythe, holding it in his left hand, the dark aura around him growing immensely as he looked upon the dragoness: Well, well, well. My, isnt this a surprise. I didnt not expect you to come, Angel. Then again, Im sure you're not here because of the fate of your beloved. Or, shall I say, your former beloved: A chuckle would escape those pale lips as Anduin's arm would lift, pointing the scythe: I see now why Anduin chose to be consumed by my essence, rather than live with the knowledge of your betrayal. I bet you're wondering how I know of your wedding to that pathetic fool Sate. Rumors fly faster than even you, dragoness.: He would turn back to Drako: Now, you, Drako, were wondering as to why I am here. The answer to that is quite simple; I am here to take all your souls, for the time for the world to end is now....
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Post by Baroness Angel DelaSangre on Nov 7, 2005 15:01:07 GMT -5
She would slowly shift down to her human form as she growled.
"I betrayed no one. He betrayed my own heart when he left me. Tis not my fault the gem he had given me confirmed that he was gone, for weeks I looked at it and told myself it wasn't true. Even now at the bottom of the lake it is dead."
She let out another growl as she hissed her next words.
"I'll tell you to leave now. You are of evil, and you threaten the lives of my beloved children. I will kill you myself if the need comes. It matters not whose body you have stolen to do so. You're death will come quickly if you think in anyway that I will let you harm my children or family in any way."
Her eyes were red now, she was deadly angry at the moment. Growling a bit more as her fists seemed to ball up.
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Post by Stoic Soul on Nov 7, 2005 15:06:05 GMT -5
:A cruel sneer would form on Anduin's face as he turned, Death staring at Angel as he gripped the scythe with both hands: You actually beleved that gaudy trinket would work when faced againt Death? You are a fool indeed. But no matter, for I will let you watch your children die Angel, and then I will take your soul. But first, a gift, a reminder of how mortal you truly are..: with that, a black bolt of energy would leap from the tip of the scythe, slamming into Angel. As it did, images of her suffering at the hands of Logan would force their way to the surface of her mind:
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Post by Baroness Angel DelaSangre on Nov 7, 2005 15:09:56 GMT -5
Feeling herself take a step back she would smirk to him.
"Let me remind you that I am not the same weak hearted woman that i was when Anduin left me.. "
And quickly she would slam her own energy into his chest.. but this was special.. she had taken her own blood to do so, that same acid like blood she used to defend herself. Looking to him, she smirked. This really will be a wonderful contest. She wasn't the same, her heart seemed black about the threat of someone trying to hurt her children. Then so be it. His death would be her pleasure.
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