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 Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 7:02 pm
She nodded her head quietly. Not wanting to take her eyes off Fox, she pondered what else to do for the evening, for Fox or for Ana. Hearing her words, she considered asking more about what was meant by needing another's skin. From what she had gathered, it needed to be a substantial amount of flesh, meaning it would need to come from one who had died. "What more can we do for now? Does not the person that you would find as a donor need to be deceased?" Hearing others enter, she did not turn to greet them like normal, spending all her attention and energy on her young friend.
(Ooc: good night ^^ feel better! )
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 7:07 pm
General Stryker *he walks in through the doors and looks around* its been a while since i have been here, i wonder where my love is at Shadow, senceing his presense, turned and smiled at the sight of him. She stood up and walked over by him, giving him a hug. "Ello my love. How have you been?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 7:10 pm
*he smiles and holds her* ello my love, i have been well, how about you hunny
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 7:20 pm
A Name of Power She nodded her head quietly. Not wanting to take her eyes off Fox, she pondered what else to do for the evening, for Fox or for Ana. Hearing her words, she considered asking more about what was meant by needing another's skin. From what she had gathered, it needed to be a substantial amount of flesh, meaning it would need to come from one who had died. "What more can we do for now? Does not the person that you would find as a donor need to be deceased?" Hearing others enter, she did not turn to greet them like normal, spending all her attention and energy on her young friend. (Ooc: good night ^^ feel better! )
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 7:25 pm
((nini off to bed for me!))
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 7:32 pm
"Thank you for explaining. I will, of course, watch over him again. Worry not about moving him, I will take care of it." she said softly. Waving her hand over Fox, he rose from the floor and slowly floated over to a couch. While he was moving, Ziven stood and wiped her hands over her skirt, like she was dusting herself off but instead her clothes changed to suit her mood and to clean herself off. Instead of sitting immediately, she paced around the room some.
(Ooc: good night ^^ )
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 4:58 pm
Fox wakes from his slumber. He twitched trying to move but failing. His body torn from lem to lem as he looked around not being able to move his head. His body almost felt like a dead wight that he was having to deal with. His mouth was not moving even thow he was truing to scream in disbeleve .
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 6:10 pm
Sensing that Fox had begun to stir, she looked over from her book. "Fox?" as she said this, she set the book down and moved closer to him, lying a hand across his chest. It seemed that he was scared, but he could not move. Feeling helpless, she tried the only thing she felt she could to help him now. "My mind is open, if you cannot speak aloud, think of speaking to me with your mind and I will hear."
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 10:28 pm
Mask woke up in the rafters and stretched. The cat had been left behind, but it was content with just being able to relax. He mewed a bit as he curled up again.
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 10:41 pm
She wanders down stairs whistling softly.
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Angel Miasma Omega Captain
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 10:57 pm
Curled up against one of the arm rests, she observed as others came and went. There was not much going on, so this was slightly uninteresting. Stifling a yawn, she flipped a page in the book she was reading.
After a while, she grew tired of reading and wanted to try something else. Snapping the book shut, it then disappeared, leaving only a few particles of dust behind. Reaching her hand deep in to her pocket, much deeper than a normal pocket (her arm was in all the way to the elbow), she smiled as she found what she was looking for. In her hand rest a small black orb. For one who was attentive, they would see it looked solid like a marble at first but then rippled slightly like the surface of water before returning to a smooth solid object. Frowning at this, she seemed to concentrate on the object, wanting to make it move again.
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Posted: Tue Feb 06, 2007 9:30 am
Waking up once agnn on Ziven's lap he looked around not being able to move his body even his mouth was shut for now. HE used his mind like he was told to do. He feared that something would slip out with his thouts but he did it anyway. " Ma'am?" He thout rather loudly hoping that she was going to pick up on his weak mentel signel right now.
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Posted: Tue Feb 06, 2007 9:37 am
"Good morning, Fox." she said gently, smiling at him. She closed her hand around the orb, not wanting to forget it was in her hand and drop it. "I can hear you, no need to worry. Do you require anything? Water?" she said, pressing her empty hand gently against his forehead, seeing if he still felt hot.
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Posted: Tue Feb 06, 2007 9:37 am
The orb in her hand was not going to listen now. It had felt feelings it didn't like. Whether they were sincere or not the darkness in it did not care for. The feeling of love....the thoughts of it. Still fresh in Ziven's mind from the events with Reeve. The orb was angry at her. And to anger darkness was to play in traffic in a manner of speaking. Yawgmoth's love for Crow was different. Crow was as black hearted as he, but for the kind Ziven love or thoughts of it would be very different. The orb started to grow hotter in her hand, before too long it was too hot to hold and began to burn the palm of her hand. It spared her palm before she dropped it by zipping out of her hand. The orb hovered in mid air about a foot away before it expanded to form a bubbling muck puddle of black floating in mid-air. The puddle became an angry face, demonic and evil looking. It gave Ziven a glare and before anyone knew what was happening the orb shot at her, exploding into seven streams of magical energy that forced their way into every hole in her face, through her eyes, ears, nostrils and mouth. The streams were no longer tangible streams but streams of black mana able to move through solidified mass such as her head. All of it gathered unto her brain and decided to punish her for angering it. Once it was inside it began to send out a pulsing pain signal that would cause her head to feel like it was being torn open from the inside out. The signal only grew stronger as the pulsing black mana continued on.
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