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 Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2005 12:17 am
I was merely watching a god at rest. My beloved husband whom I have the most whicked lust for. How are you this dark night? Is the pathetic one whining or is he weak still? She glided towards him now, knowing her red eyes gave her away as well.
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2005 12:19 am
"He's not been so bad. The occasional complaint about how we treat people but he'll get the hell over it. He's too weak to have much voice right now anyway." he replied with a slight egotistical smirk "And for tonight we are bored. But now that you've come to join us we doubt that'll be the case for long.."
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2005 12:23 am
There is something you should know about your son Yawgmoth. She looked into his eyes and touched his arm.
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2005 12:28 am
"And what would that be dear Crow?" he asked locking his gaze upon her eyes while she spoke.
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2005 12:30 am
He speaks like you. She watches his response on his face, if he has any.
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2005 12:34 am
Trygon slips into the bar, Fafnir in tow. He nods cordially to both Yawg and Crow, then takes a seat at a table.
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2005 12:35 am
Fafnir immediatly runs over to Crow, and hugs her leg tightly, before smiling up and her and making a small draconian squeak.
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2005 12:36 am
"He talks as though there are two? Like we do. Using we instead of I?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2005 12:39 am
She nods to Trygon as he enters. Her hand gently strokes the younglings hair as she speaks to her husband. Yes.
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2005 12:43 am
Mistress Crow Darkstride She nods to Trygon as he enters. Her hand gently strokes the younglings hair as she speaks to her husband. Yes. Fafnir chirps again, then runs to the bar. He akwardly climbs up onto it, then sits down. He smiles slightly, and focuses, generating his shadow aura.
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2005 12:46 am
"How odd...why would he speak for two when he is one? We are two. We speak for both entities entailing this being. Lanshor is a single entity....perhaps mimicry of his father's speech?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2005 12:49 am
I suppose so. She looks over at the young one. Are you looking for something?
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2005 12:49 am
Lord Yawgmoth " How odd...why would he speak for two when he is one? We are two. We speak for both entities entailing this being. Lanshor is a single entity....perhaps mimicry of his father's speech?" Fafnir stares at Yawgmoth absolutly silently for a moment, then looks back at the bar. A somewhat crude dragon and man form out of shadow, and walks about akwardly before Fafnir gains proficency, and they begin to move smoothly, in addition to gaining clarity. A neuter figure appears, and the man and dragon start an elaboratly artful battle with the figure, the entire display reminiscent of kabuki battles.
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2005 12:51 am
Watching Trygon's young with intent he smirks to himself not wanting to say in front of Crow what Trygon and he planned to use Fafnir for. His powers were amazing at such a young age but as Trygon said a natural gift from his birth mother. Which made Yawgmoth wonder what kind of gifts Lanshor recieved from Crow. He already knew Lanshor recieved Yawgmoth's powers ten times over. Perhaps he recieved his beautiful looks from Crow and perhaps her powers of seduction. Among many other things.
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2005 12:54 am
Lord Yawgmoth Watching Trygon's young with intent he smirks to himself not wanting to say in front of Crow what Trygon and he planned to use Fafnir for. His powers were amazing at such a young age but as Trygon said a natural gift from his birth mother. Which made Yawgmoth wonder what kind of gifts Lanshor recieved from Crow. He already knew Lanshor recieved Yawgmoth's powers ten times over. Perhaps he recieved his beautiful looks from Crow and perhaps her powers of seduction. Among many other things. "I explained the basic idea to him. He understands speech perfectly, but he seems to prefer these pictographs for his speech."
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