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Angel Miasma Omega Captain
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2005 12:56 am
*She feels restles so sips a glass of wine, knowing it will calm her*
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2005 1:03 am
"How much longer...?" A deep voice said to Angel from the darkness. "How many more days must we wait for those children to be born..."
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Angel Miasma Omega Captain
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2005 1:08 am
*She looks up at him and sighs* They will be here around the holidays. Poor Baby will have to wait unless you want to fight a pregnant woman.
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2005 1:09 am
"We can wait for an eternity to fight you. We want to make sure when you grobble for your life you were at your absolute best when it all started. But consider an uneasy peace between us until then" He said moving down from the raftors swiftly through the darkness as if he were the very shades themsevles.
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Angel Miasma Omega Captain
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2005 1:12 am
Well, can you refrain from running your mouth. You do know those who brag are over compensating for something. *She drinks a long sip*
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2005 1:16 am
"Oh please. What would we have to compensate for? Not a thing. No not even that" he said crossing his great arms over his chest and narrowing his eyes towards her "You can always ask your sister" he said with a wink and hearty laugh. Speaking of her sister Crow was she about without his knowing. He hadn't been paying much attention to the surroundings so he paused and took a moment to breathe in the air for scents and traces of those around him other then Angel.
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Angel Miasma Omega Captain
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2005 1:27 am
Not my day to watch her. *She shrugs* Call her..
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2005 1:31 am
"We don't call her at a whim and she doesn't call us. She comes and goes at her own discretion." he said sitting in the darkness. "How much a bore this is" He waved his hand merging shadows manipulating darkness until they took a solidified form. A grand piano to which Yawgmoth's fingers graced over playing as the crimson lights of his eyes closed. A subliminal love of Yawgmoth's was music. Instrauments and such. and the piano was one of his favorites. His tan fingers ran over ivory keys playing a gothic eeire sound to the chords.
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Angel Miasma Omega Captain
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2005 1:33 am
*She closed her eyes, smiling* Abash the Devil stood.....and saw how awful goodness is....
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2005 1:35 am
Lord Yawgmoth " We don't call her at a whim and she doesn't call us. She comes and goes at her own discretion." he said sitting in the darkness. " How much a bore this is" He waved his hand merging shadows manipulating darkness until they took a solidified form. A grand piano to which Yawgmoth's fingers graced over playing as the crimson lights of his eyes closed. A subliminal love of Yawgmoth's was music. Instrauments and such. and the piano was one of his favorites. His tan fingers ran over ivory keys playing a gothic eeire sound to the chords. She apeared laying on the piano, on her side, watching him.
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Angel Miasma Omega Captain
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2005 1:38 am
*She sighs* Look what the cat drug in.
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2005 1:39 am
His nose twitched at the appearance of Crow her alluring scent was unmistakeable but he didn't let it stir him from finishing the song from which he played. Striking the final note he stood and opened his crimson eyes letting the glow from them cast away the shadows around his face. "Or perhaps our piano playing is a calling to you after all"
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2005 1:46 am
Lord Yawgmoth His nose twitched at the appearance of Crow her alluring scent was unmistakeable but he didn't let it stir him from finishing the song from which he played. Striking the final note he stood and opened his crimson eyes letting the glow from them cast away the shadows around his face. " Or perhaps our piano playing is a calling to you after all" It comforts me. I am fond of hearing you play. To think those fingers that cause so much pain, so much damage can be so delicate. Her lips were plump from the feast she had just arrived from. I had a little sport at dinner.
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2005 1:51 am
Crimson appeared upon the bar counter top. She croseed one leg over the other and leant back upon her arms. Her dark red eyes watched Crow from the distance, Looking as if Crimson was studying her.
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