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 Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 1:10 am
I am but a dragon.  Searan scuttled back, staring at the red eyes intently. It didn't even cross his mind to shout for help, but he did clench one of his fists, causing a burst of flame to pop up behind the eyes, hopefully singing whatever it was.
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 1:18 am
The demonic creature just smirked, avoiding the fire as some glinted off the rows of fangs in its mouth. The figure cracked Searan over the head likely with the handle of a broom or something. "Naughty naughty little dragon. Attacking me so. I'll just have to fix that." the figure said, smirking again, showings its teeth.
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 1:28 am
I am but a dragon. Searan winced, but didn't make a noise, just rubbed the spot he'd been hit. His eyesight was blurred now, and he could barely make out the shadow of the figure. "Who the hell are you?" he demanded, again shooting flames at the figure.
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 1:33 am
The demon just chuckled, dismissing the fire easily as it sent a paralyzing kick to Searan's ribs. The demon then seized Seran by his head while he was stunned and leaned in to his ear. "I'm your worst nightmare." it hissed devilishly. "Now time for the nice little dragon to go to sleep." the figure said, grabbing Searan's throat and squeezing the pressure points in the dragon's throat, waiting for the dragon to lose consciousness.
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 1:43 am
I am but a dragon. Searan struggled a bit, pulling a t the hands on his neck and trying to kick the figure. But sure enough, his vision went from blurry to black, and he lost consciousness, slumping harmlessly to the floor at the demon's feet.
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 1:48 am
The demon simply smirked, watching Searan crumple to the floor at its feet. The figure grabbed some rope and tied the dragon up. The demon then transformed into Searan. or at least a very convincing look-alike. "Pity you'll break her heart, you little evil dragon. Then she shall be mine." the Evil-Searan snickered, leaving the closet and locking the door before walking to Anya's room.
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 1:54 am
If everything were as it seemed, life would be a dream.  Anya, still grumpy and tired from healing Lunora, was beginning to feel better as she practically ripped through the book she was reading. She liked it, and much to her rather demonic tastes in books, it appeared the characters would probably get a realistic ending, rather than an overly unrealistic happy one.
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 1:57 am
The Evil-Searan approached Anya's door and smirked before putting on a mask of emotion. He then knocked on Anya's door, waiting for her to answer. He knew just how to crush the little faerie. Then she would be his. Forever.
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 2:09 am
If everything were as it seemed, life would be a dream. At the sound of the knock on the door, Anya glared at the wood and then dropped her book facedown on the foot of her bed. She shuffled over, swung the door open angrily and froze. Of all people, it was Searan. With a little smile, she subconsciously ran a hand through her hair. "Hey! You've been MIA all day. You okay?" she said softly. [OOC:] Wow... You made him even more evil than I thought you would... How slow are you gonna take things with this? Or are you gonna go really quickly through the whole thing?
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 2:13 am
[OOC:] You wanted evil, darn it... I do evil. And I'm probably going to start slow, but wrap it up quick. That ok? The doppelganger nodded some, putting on a sheepish smile. "Yes. I am sorry for worrying you, Anya." he then coughed a little to change the subject. "There's something important... I have to talk to you about..." he said, glancing to the side, rubbing one of his arms in faux apprehension.
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 2:20 am
If everything were as it seemed, life would be a dream. Anya tilted her head curiously, watching Searan's behavior carefully. The dragon had changed in the last few days, from his emotionless, confused self. Smiling a bit, she took a step back. "Do you wanna sit down?" she offered, two comfy-looking chairs appearing by her fire in a shimmer of purple light. [OOC:] I like it, I like it. Starting slow, ending quick... I can do that.
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 7:52 am
[OOC:] Sorry I fell asleep... emo The clone nodded some and sat down in one of the chairs. He offered her to sit before he continued what he wanted to say. [OOC:] Now here's where I'll need help... sweatdrop
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 2:13 pm
If everything were as it seemed, life would be a dream. Anya fidgeted a little, tugging at seams in her skirt and thing like that. Searan's odd behavior was setting her on edge, and she didn't know what to expect. Maybe he's leaving... Maybe he's found a way around transformations. she thought to herself, tilting her head a little as she watched the dragon. [OOC:] No! Anya! It's a trap! Wait... I set you up for it.... Damn.... twisted
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 2:26 pm
Searan watched Anya before seeming to slip into thought. "Anya... There's something I need to say to you...." he said softly, biting one of his nails some before gently touching one of her hands. "I.... I really like you Anya...."
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 2:34 pm
If everything were as it seemed, life would be a dream. Anya froze for a moment, staring at Searan as if she was still waiting for him to speak. She'd heard him speak, and she could feel the brush of his touch on her hand, but she couldn't really think of a way to respond. "Uh....what?"
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