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 Posted: Fri Jan 19, 2007 9:31 pm
To tired right now to care for you DLY. *With those words he went to reply to the earlier question* I didn't mean to sound that way, I mean that I'm glad I'm here. Alot of my brethren fell on the field of battle in the years past
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Posted: Fri Jan 19, 2007 9:34 pm
"Bah" Was Yawgmoth's only response as he rolled on his side in the raftors and closed his crimson eyes not bothering with the two of them anymore. Perhaps there would be someone to walk in, someone Yawgmoth could push into a fight or something. His epic bout with Zero would come at the end of Angel's reign and when he lifted Crow on his shoulders to take the throne of the RDS. But maybe, just maybe there would be some little punk who he could talk into fighting him.
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Posted: Fri Jan 19, 2007 9:35 pm
Lowering her head slightly over her cup of tea, she chose to ignore that Yawgmoth had spoken. when Zero replied, she nodded her head. "Ahh, I see. I am sorry for your loss."
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Posted: Fri Jan 19, 2007 9:38 pm
A Name of Power Lowering her head slightly over her cup of tea, she chose to ignore that Yawgmoth had spoken. when Zero replied, she nodded her head. "Ahh, I see. I am sorry for your loss." No regrets, it is how the Gods sort the weak from the strong, the followers from the future leaders. The losses are endured but not grieved because when it comes right down to it, I'd rather it be them then me. *He chuckled to himself a bit, he must've sounded like his old maniacal self just then
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Posted: Fri Jan 19, 2007 9:42 pm
A bored yawn caused Yawgmoth's form to melt into the thick black oil like liquid that had become his chief method of transportation. It took less energy than walking as the initial dispersion and solidifying of his atomic structure was the only parts of the movement that actually took any work. And it sure as hell conserved a lot more energy than planeshifting. The puddle of liquid dripped down from the raftors onto the floor away from the pair talking. Piling atop itself the puddle snaked along the floor beams and vanished under the bottom crack of the kitchen door.
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Posted: Fri Jan 19, 2007 9:48 pm
He yawned and stretched on the couch, a few more popping and cracking sounds being heard from his chest* Ow... *He turned into the couch getting comfy
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Posted: Fri Jan 19, 2007 9:52 pm
"That makes sense." she said simply. Hearing a dripping, she looked and saw Yawgmoth was ... exiting. She raised a brow, seeing that he went under a door.
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Posted: Fri Jan 19, 2007 9:55 pm
Have you ever had one of those days where you're just...tired? I hate that
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Angel Miasma Omega Captain
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Posted: Fri Jan 19, 2007 9:58 pm
She walks in from the back hall carrying a basket full of warm laundry. "We're parents Zero, we aren't allowed to be tired." She teases him with a chuckle.
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Posted: Fri Jan 19, 2007 10:01 pm
No, we're allowed to be tired, just not allowed to get any sleep. *He forced himself to look up and see what she was doing, his eyes falling on the laundry* Mmm...warm laundry the comfiest of all everything
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Angel Miasma Omega Captain
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Posted: Fri Jan 19, 2007 10:06 pm
"You really are tired if you prefer warm laundry over our comfy bed!" Flipping the backet out on a table she began hunting for socks to pair up.
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Posted: Fri Jan 19, 2007 10:07 pm
Hearing a second voice, she smiled at their conversation. "That is true. Children need love and attention, any time of the day." she said softly, dropping her eyes again. Though she knew this, she had never been in the position of being a parent and did not remember anything of her parents.
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Posted: Fri Jan 19, 2007 10:11 pm
Angel Miasma Omega "You really are tired if you prefer warm laundry over our comfy bed!" Flipping the backet out on a table she began hunting for socks to pair up. But what if our bed was MADE of warm laundry! That would be...good...amazing....INCONCIVABLE! ...Yeah that one.
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Posted: Fri Jan 19, 2007 10:13 pm
A Name of Power Hearing a second voice, she smiled at their conversation. "That is true. Children need love and attention, any time of the day." she said softly, dropping her eyes again. Though she knew this, she had never been in the position of being a parent and did not remember anything of her parents. You are right but it doesn't mean can't take a wind down time when everyone is attended too
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Angel Miasma Omega Captain
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Posted: Fri Jan 19, 2007 10:18 pm
She shook her drimson haired head at Zero and greeted the woman she saw warmly.
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