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 Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2006 10:05 am
*Bad choice of words, Amaras words right now caused Ali to stop in his tracks and drop the body to the floor. He turned around slowly and gave her a glare, No body threatened his family and lived afterwards.* You're dead
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Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2006 10:08 am
She stared at him, returning his glare with one of her own.
"Kill me Aliator, kill me now, please. I beg you. Anything is better than living after what you have just done to me! You killed the only blood family i have, is it not fair that i do the same?"
She was almost screaming at him, her fists clenched tightly.
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Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2006 10:10 am
*She hid in a corner far from these strangers, covering her ears* Why can't they be quiet?
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Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2006 10:11 am
* Ali starred at her before he smiled, if living now was worse then death then she would live alittle longer just for those words she had spoken. If she tried to take down his family then not only would she suffer dearly.* If i were you i'd keep quiet, unless you want me to bring you the mutilated bodies of your other friends, Alley for instance.
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Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2006 10:13 am
"And if i returned those acts with the heads of your family on your doorstep, one by one, where then would you travel to hurt me? Would you kill me? What a shame, you've already killed part of me."
Amara was serious now, she would not yield to Aliator now. She had feared him for far too long since she came here, and he now went too far.
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Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2006 10:17 am
I see, i'll just have to kill you here and now then* Ali folded his arms infront of his chest and continued to watch her, Alternatively he could paralyze her from the neck down and thus prevent her from doing anything.*
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Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2006 10:20 am
"See if i care, Ali. Look at my life now; My closest friend has turned against me, thus killing my only blood relative which happens to be my child. You've threatened to kill my other friends, and probably will even if you do kill me now. What more can you do to me but bring me death? You are not the Aliator i knew and held dear to my heart, you are far from him that great man... Now, you are no more than a maggot, a maggot that has fallen to the same level as Yawgmoth."
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Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2006 10:32 am
Hah!....you honestly think i was all nice and cuddly in the past? You've been nothing but a puppet, A plaything for my amusement. Your training benefitted me, afterwards you were nothing but a naive little girl that were to blind to see the real me. Well behold, This is the Ali who's always existed, the Ali who feasted upon other children when he was little, The Ali who slaughtered others under a false surface and now the Ali who just felt in the mood to cause you grief. So your great man has been nothing but a character inwhich i've played all along.* Ali let out a laugh, Only a few did he have genuine feeling towards. Besides he had killed all of his other mentors except her, didn't that ring a bell?*
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Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2006 10:36 am
Amara stood there for a few moments, blinking.
"Heh... Ali, no, i refuse to believe that. If i was just a puppet used for your amusment, why have you saved me so many times? Why have you helped me when i am in need of help? Aliator was a great man, and what you are now, and what you have made your once great family become is an abomination. You are dead to me, Aliator... and now you have doomed your family."
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Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2006 10:43 am
* Ali moved his left arm abit out from his chest and tapped his forhead with his right index and middle finger, Causing a white blanket to appear in his arm followed by a very well known giggeling.*Whatever, here take Lucian and stay away from me* Naturaly a master of deception would have a hypnotic abillity that were basicly flawless, just like the time she wandered around in his basement Ali had tricked her eyes and mind with him killing her infant. Why?, believe it or not it was actually friendship. He would get alot of enemies soon and therefor he wanted to less people regarding him as a friend. They might've get hurt if they were.*
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Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2006 10:47 am
Amara took one step forward and then hesitated for a few moments.
"Lucian?"
She said quietly before rushing over to Ali and pulling her child slowly out of his arms. She cried with happiness and laughed a** his bright green eyes beamed up at her.
"Ali... why did you do that? And tell me the thruth... there is no point in lying and you know that."
Amara was furious beyond explanation with Aliator right now, but she knew he had a reason for doing it, and that is all she wanted to know.
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Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2006 10:50 am
Cause i felt like it* His usual smirk crept across his lips as he turned and headed back towards the exit, Picking up the blood soaked blanket he had dropped earlier and stuffed it in his pocket.*
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Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2006 10:55 am
Amara sighed and stared at him, knowing that was not the underlying reason, forcing her to use the skill that he hated so much about.
"Aliator, enemies of you are enemies of your friends, i will not just walk away from you, i will stand and fight with you like i always have."
She yelled after him. Amara was deadly serious. He played his tricks on her, upset her to the limit, but she would always be there by his side in any fight, no matter how hard he tried to get rid of her. On that note, she left the bar with Lucian held tightly in her arms.
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Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2006 11:37 am
The artist had watched the entire scene, his first picture almost done. The baby, the child...now the adult.
Larger the the first two, yet he retained many of his features: his ears..the determined eyes. His skin was now blended into one color, his body clear of objects...proof of his will to prove himself. The adult stared at the child, though it was more of pity then of concern or calmness.
It was the last figure at the end of the crib that the artist loved:
An aminous shadow, arms outstretched as if to control invisible strings of the adult and child, while staring hungrily at the baby. His outline resembled the adult, as if to be a piece of him.
The shadow represented his father...or to be more exact, the arrogance the father displayed. In order to control the outcome, control the beginning...He found it the most arrogant of actions, god like in all ways...But parents should be like God in the eyes of a child.
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Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2006 1:22 pm
*flail walked into the room and sighed as he was greeted by an empty room. his tail wrapped around the handle of the door and shut it behind him as he strolled to the bar and took a seat on a stool*this place can be sooo empty some times
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