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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 1:45 pm
Crow drank down her whiskey and coughed, finding it hard to swollow.
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 1:45 pm
*Alley tried to hejd Damion, but it was no use*
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 1:45 pm
Amara entered the bar quickly, slamming the door behind her and sitting in a dark corner. Her eyes were deep red and her hair dangled over her face. She wore tight black leathers today instead of her brown leathers, and had a long black silken cloak that was pulled over her head. She mumbled and crossed her arms, keeping to her corner.
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 1:48 pm
*she walked up to Amara as she saw Damion walk up to Crow* Mother?*Alley asked, because Amara looked sad*
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 1:51 pm
Amara quickly looked up at Alley, her red eyes eyeing her up and down once before she forcefully made herself look back at the ground. It seemed as though she was fighting something, and failing, but there was nothing around visable that she could fight. "Alley... don't." She siad quickly as her head popped back up again. She stared at Alley untill she cried out. "STOP IT!" And Amara took her hands and pushed her head to look at the floor.
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 1:51 pm
He stared blankly at Crow, and looked over to see Amara. Right now, she gave him the chills worse then Crow did. He left Crow's side and walked over to Amara, concerned. "Amara?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 1:53 pm
*Alley got worried* Amara?*she now asked, been so long since she has asked her that*
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 1:54 pm
Amara's hands slammed down on the arms of the chair and she pulled her head up quickly, a grin fixed on her face. "Not Amara..." Her hands scratched on the chair arms as if she was trying to fight someone who had pinned her hands there.
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 1:55 pm
"Yes. I am Crow." She woman that looked up at the man was a form of Crow. What she would become when her powers were gone...as they were. A punishment from her God. Her emotions having left her as well she held none of the sarcasm she would have bestowed upon this stranger.
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 1:56 pm
"There's three of them today....." Yawgmoth's voice said coming up from the raftors, his dead abyssmal black eyes locked onto Alley. "One we owe a favor...." he said directing those last words right to Alley. Cracking his neck his expression turned grim. Crow was here...he hadn't caught her in his initial sweep of the room. Seeing her like that only made him more angry, more full of hate for that stupid god that had plagued his beloved. Oh he would pay...but his name wasn't at the top of the list. He'd made a little promise to Dax, that if he didn't give Yawgmoth Zero...Yawgmoth would give Dax what pieces were left of Alley...
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 1:56 pm
Devils Angel?*she asked being startled about the idea*
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 1:56 pm
Damion backed off as Crystallus ran over, growling at Amara as he placed his hands on the crystals embedded into the wolf's back. "Please, try to calm down Amara."
Ryley heard a voice and looked up, his eyes narrowed. "Heh... Hey Alley, you may want to go now." Ryley called and laughed. "And run far away too."
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 1:58 pm
*a woman appeard at the inn, no one saw her walk in*
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 1:59 pm
As if flames were in her eyes, they flickered. Her fingers were scratching quicker now untill she said quietly 2 words in a squeeky voice, as if it was taking her all her energy to say. "Help..me.." And then after that, the fingers stopped moving, and the body of Amara stood and cracked her neck. "Hello, my loves... i believe we've never met..."
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 2:00 pm
Crow, having had come to bar to get away from the bustle in the dungeon had it in her mind to leave the bar as well. She snubbed out her cigarette and stood after only drinking one shot of whiskey. That was unheard of.
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