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- Posted: Thu, 12 Mar 2009 02:46:23 +0000
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xxxxx The approaching signatures over took her like waves.
xxxxxThree new ones? So this little make-shift team was growing. And could that be...? The red head from the Dark tournament so many years back? She shifted her shoulder blades slightly, bringing her massive wings down harder in an attempt to fan off the fog. It was slightly painful, for it strained her muscles. She wasn't a dragon; she was a bat, who's wingers were meant for even, easy strokes. As soon as the mist cleared she dropped, landing uneasy on her feet.
xxxxx"Ah..." She grumbled, lightly stretching her wings. Finally she folded them back into her back, her pearly fangs bared just a bit as she peered over her shoulder, a sharp ache spliting down her spinal cord. She hadn't forced her precious wings to slave that hard in years, and that had been quite the work out.
xxxxxHowever, she forced herself to ignore the ache and turn to their new arrival; the red head.
xxxxx"Kurama, right?" I knew I rememberd your signature from somewhere. The Dark tournament...?" She tilted her head slightly and eyed his form with curious hues. If she remembered right, he held the theif within that mortal shell. Interesting... quite, interesting. Her eyes didn't bother with the other girl; because something about her seemed fake.
xxxxxMental note; keep a close eye on that one.
xxxxx"That was annoying." She finally commented outloud, setting her hands on her hips.
xxxxxWhat a useless attack... at least she pulled off the energy of a B class demon. Hell would be rose if she'd released anything else.
xxxxxThree new ones? So this little make-shift team was growing. And could that be...? The red head from the Dark tournament so many years back? She shifted her shoulder blades slightly, bringing her massive wings down harder in an attempt to fan off the fog. It was slightly painful, for it strained her muscles. She wasn't a dragon; she was a bat, who's wingers were meant for even, easy strokes. As soon as the mist cleared she dropped, landing uneasy on her feet.
xxxxx"Ah..." She grumbled, lightly stretching her wings. Finally she folded them back into her back, her pearly fangs bared just a bit as she peered over her shoulder, a sharp ache spliting down her spinal cord. She hadn't forced her precious wings to slave that hard in years, and that had been quite the work out.
xxxxxHowever, she forced herself to ignore the ache and turn to their new arrival; the red head.
xxxxx"Kurama, right?" I knew I rememberd your signature from somewhere. The Dark tournament...?" She tilted her head slightly and eyed his form with curious hues. If she remembered right, he held the theif within that mortal shell. Interesting... quite, interesting. Her eyes didn't bother with the other girl; because something about her seemed fake.
xxxxxMental note; keep a close eye on that one.
xxxxx"That was annoying." She finally commented outloud, setting her hands on her hips.
xxxxxWhat a useless attack... at least she pulled off the energy of a B class demon. Hell would be rose if she'd released anything else.
xxxxx вaввlє вaввlє; вiтcн. вiтcн.
xxxxxxxxxxяєвєl яєвєl; paятy. paятy.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxSєx sєx sєx; aиd doи'т foяgєт тнє "violєиcє".
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxвlaн вlaн вlaн; goт youя lovєy-dovєy sad-aиd-loиєly.







