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 Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 3:14 am
Malachi Darkstride *Mal looks at his wife... the Slaaneshi demonette she has become...* Come to me, My Crow... *he holds out a hand to her and the eye on it swivels to look at her, then blinks* *She smiles, her teeth are jagged, sharp and her right arm had grown into a claw, she clacked it at him, hissing*
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 3:16 am
Mistress Crow Darkstride Malachi Darkstride *Mal looks at his wife... the Slaaneshi demonette she has become...* Come to me, My Crow... *he holds out a hand to her and the eye on it swivels to look at her, then blinks* *She smiles, her teeth are jagged, sharp and her right arm had grown into a claw, she clacked it at him, hissing* *Mal Swiverls his arm and makes his hand at a right angle to his forearm, the eyeball still facing her. It blinks green and her horns are wrenched towards him by some invisible force*
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 3:21 am
Malachi Darkstride Mistress Crow Darkstride Malachi Darkstride *Mal looks at his wife... the Slaaneshi demonette she has become...* Come to me, My Crow... *he holds out a hand to her and the eye on it swivels to look at her, then blinks* *She smiles, her teeth are jagged, sharp and her right arm had grown into a claw, she clacked it at him, hissing* *Mal Swiverls his arm and makes his hand at a right angle to his forearm, the eyeball still facing her. It blinks green and her horns are wrenched towards him by some invisible force* *She stumbles forwad, hissing and snarling* Let me be you putrid sack of bones.... *She slashed away at him, trying to dig her feet into the floor*
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 3:23 am
Mistress Crow Darkstride Malachi Darkstride Mistress Crow Darkstride Malachi Darkstride *Mal looks at his wife... the Slaaneshi demonette she has become...* Come to me, My Crow... *he holds out a hand to her and the eye on it swivels to look at her, then blinks* *She smiles, her teeth are jagged, sharp and her right arm had grown into a claw, she clacked it at him, hissing* *Mal Swiverls his arm and makes his hand at a right angle to his forearm, the eyeball still facing her. It blinks green and her horns are wrenched towards him by some invisible force* *She stumbles forwad, hissing and snarling* Let me be you putrid sack of bones.... *She slashed away at him, trying to dig her feet into the floor* *She cuts into his midriff, and he grabs onto one horn. Her reaches the other hand round and grabs her other horn. He starts to twists his wrists, pulling the horns away from each other*
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 3:27 am
Malachi Darkstride Mistress Crow Darkstride Malachi Darkstride Mistress Crow Darkstride Malachi Darkstride *Mal looks at his wife... the Slaaneshi demonette she has become...* Come to me, My Crow... *he holds out a hand to her and the eye on it swivels to look at her, then blinks* *She smiles, her teeth are jagged, sharp and her right arm had grown into a claw, she clacked it at him, hissing* *Mal Swiverls his arm and makes his hand at a right angle to his forearm, the eyeball still facing her. It blinks green and her horns are wrenched towards him by some invisible force* *She stumbles forwad, hissing and snarling* Let me be you putrid sack of bones.... *She slashed away at him, trying to dig her feet into the floor* *She cuts into his midriff, and he grabs onto one horn. Her reaches the other hand round and grabs her other horn. He starts to twists his wrists, pulling the horns away from each other* *She shrieks as she slashes at his chest, arms, wherever she can, her head starts to ache, she grabs at his arms, shaking her head, trying to free herself*
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 3:29 am
Mistress Crow Darkstride Malachi Darkstride Mistress Crow Darkstride Malachi Darkstride Mistress Crow Darkstride Malachi Darkstride *Mal looks at his wife... the Slaaneshi demonette she has become...* Come to me, My Crow... *he holds out a hand to her and the eye on it swivels to look at her, then blinks* *She smiles, her teeth are jagged, sharp and her right arm had grown into a claw, she clacked it at him, hissing* *Mal Swiverls his arm and makes his hand at a right angle to his forearm, the eyeball still facing her. It blinks green and her horns are wrenched towards him by some invisible force* *She stumbles forwad, hissing and snarling* Let me be you putrid sack of bones.... *She slashed away at him, trying to dig her feet into the floor* *She cuts into his midriff, and he grabs onto one horn. Her reaches the other hand round and grabs her other horn. He starts to twists his wrists, pulling the horns away from each other* *She shrieks as she slashes at his chest, arms, wherever she can, her head starts to ache, she grabs at his arms, shaking her head, trying to free herself* *Mal sends a shck, using his eyeballs through her horns into her mind. She hears a voice, not stronger than her gods but louder, closer.* You are mine, not that pathetic 'dark prince' he is weakest of the chaos gods... you deserve more than that wretch.
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 3:32 am
Malachi Darkstride Mistress Crow Darkstride Malachi Darkstride Mistress Crow Darkstride Malachi Darkstride Mistress Crow Darkstride Malachi Darkstride *Mal looks at his wife... the Slaaneshi demonette she has become...* Come to me, My Crow... *he holds out a hand to her and the eye on it swivels to look at her, then blinks* *She smiles, her teeth are jagged, sharp and her right arm had grown into a claw, she clacked it at him, hissing* *Mal Swiverls his arm and makes his hand at a right angle to his forearm, the eyeball still facing her. It blinks green and her horns are wrenched towards him by some invisible force* *She stumbles forwad, hissing and snarling* Let me be you putrid sack of bones.... *She slashed away at him, trying to dig her feet into the floor* *She cuts into his midriff, and he grabs onto one horn. Her reaches the other hand round and grabs her other horn. He starts to twists his wrists, pulling the horns away from each other* *She shrieks as she slashes at his chest, arms, wherever she can, her head starts to ache, she grabs at his arms, shaking her head, trying to free herself* *Mal sends a shck, using his eyeballs through her horns into her mind. She hears a voice, not stronger than her gods but louder, closer.* You are mine, not that pathetic 'dark prince' he is weakest of the chaos gods... you deserve more than that wretch.I have....sworn to.....serve....HE will....not leave...like you....did *She struggles*
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 3:35 am
Mistress Crow Darkstride Malachi Darkstride Mistress Crow Darkstride Malachi Darkstride Mistress Crow Darkstride Malachi Darkstride Mistress Crow Darkstride Malachi Darkstride *Mal looks at his wife... the Slaaneshi demonette she has become...* Come to me, My Crow... *he holds out a hand to her and the eye on it swivels to look at her, then blinks* *She smiles, her teeth are jagged, sharp and her right arm had grown into a claw, she clacked it at him, hissing* *Mal Swiverls his arm and makes his hand at a right angle to his forearm, the eyeball still facing her. It blinks green and her horns are wrenched towards him by some invisible force* *She stumbles forwad, hissing and snarling* Let me be you putrid sack of bones.... *She slashed away at him, trying to dig her feet into the floor* *She cuts into his midriff, and he grabs onto one horn. Her reaches the other hand round and grabs her other horn. He starts to twists his wrists, pulling the horns away from each other* *She shrieks as she slashes at his chest, arms, wherever she can, her head starts to ache, she grabs at his arms, shaking her head, trying to free herself* *Mal sends a shck, using his eyeballs through her horns into her mind. She hears a voice, not stronger than her gods but louder, closer.* You are mine, not that pathetic 'dark prince' he is weakest of the chaos gods... you deserve more than that wretch.I have....sworn to.....serve....HE will....not leave...like you....did *She struggles* *She feels the shock again* He will never let you be what you want to be... he will never let you be you... You are not Crow under his ownership. You are less of a being then that sister of yours... less than the pitifull mortals her kind, the vampires feed on... you are a vessel for an energy which cannot even order itself...
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 3:37 am
Malachi Darkstride Mistress Crow Darkstride Malachi Darkstride Mistress Crow Darkstride Malachi Darkstride Mistress Crow Darkstride Malachi Darkstride Mistress Crow Darkstride Malachi Darkstride *Mal looks at his wife... the Slaaneshi demonette she has become...* Come to me, My Crow... *he holds out a hand to her and the eye on it swivels to look at her, then blinks* *She smiles, her teeth are jagged, sharp and her right arm had grown into a claw, she clacked it at him, hissing* *Mal Swiverls his arm and makes his hand at a right angle to his forearm, the eyeball still facing her. It blinks green and her horns are wrenched towards him by some invisible force* *She stumbles forwad, hissing and snarling* Let me be you putrid sack of bones.... *She slashed away at him, trying to dig her feet into the floor* *She cuts into his midriff, and he grabs onto one horn. Her reaches the other hand round and grabs her other horn. He starts to twists his wrists, pulling the horns away from each other* *She shrieks as she slashes at his chest, arms, wherever she can, her head starts to ache, she grabs at his arms, shaking her head, trying to free herself* *Mal sends a shck, using his eyeballs through her horns into her mind. She hears a voice, not stronger than her gods but louder, closer.* You are mine, not that pathetic 'dark prince' he is weakest of the chaos gods... you deserve more than that wretch.I have....sworn to.....serve....HE will....not leave...like you....did *She struggles* *She feels the shock again* He will never let you be what you want to be... he will never let you be you... You are not Crow under his ownership. You are less of a being then that sister of yours... less than the pitifull mortals her kind, the vampires feed on... you are a vessel for an energy which cannot even order itself...LIAR.... *She curses, writhing in his grasp* The spells....the POWER...I have begun building my army....these mortals fall easy, on thier knees before me...I am frightning. CROW IS GONE.
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 3:39 am
Mistress Crow Darkstride Malachi Darkstride Mistress Crow Darkstride Malachi Darkstride Mistress Crow Darkstride Malachi Darkstride Mistress Crow Darkstride Malachi Darkstride Mistress Crow Darkstride Malachi Darkstride *Mal looks at his wife... the Slaaneshi demonette she has become...* Come to me, My Crow... *he holds out a hand to her and the eye on it swivels to look at her, then blinks* *She smiles, her teeth are jagged, sharp and her right arm had grown into a claw, she clacked it at him, hissing* *Mal Swiverls his arm and makes his hand at a right angle to his forearm, the eyeball still facing her. It blinks green and her horns are wrenched towards him by some invisible force* *She stumbles forwad, hissing and snarling* Let me be you putrid sack of bones.... *She slashed away at him, trying to dig her feet into the floor* *She cuts into his midriff, and he grabs onto one horn. Her reaches the other hand round and grabs her other horn. He starts to twists his wrists, pulling the horns away from each other* *She shrieks as she slashes at his chest, arms, wherever she can, her head starts to ache, she grabs at his arms, shaking her head, trying to free herself* *Mal sends a shck, using his eyeballs through her horns into her mind. She hears a voice, not stronger than her gods but louder, closer.* You are mine, not that pathetic 'dark prince' he is weakest of the chaos gods... you deserve more than that wretch.I have....sworn to.....serve....HE will....not leave...like you....did *She struggles* *She feels the shock again* He will never let you be what you want to be... he will never let you be you... You are not Crow under his ownership. You are less of a being then that sister of yours... less than the pitifull mortals her kind, the vampires feed on... you are a vessel for an energy which cannot even order itself...LIAR.... *She curses, writhing in his grasp* The spells....the POWER...I have begun building my army....these mortals fall easy, on thier knees before me...I am frightning. CROW IS GONE. *Mal releases her horns now*
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 3:44 am
Malachi Darkstride Mistress Crow Darkstride Malachi Darkstride Mistress Crow Darkstride Malachi Darkstride Mistress Crow Darkstride Malachi Darkstride Mistress Crow Darkstride Malachi Darkstride Mistress Crow Darkstride Malachi Darkstride *Mal looks at his wife... the Slaaneshi demonette she has become...* Come to me, My Crow... *he holds out a hand to her and the eye on it swivels to look at her, then blinks* *She smiles, her teeth are jagged, sharp and her right arm had grown into a claw, she clacked it at him, hissing* *Mal Swiverls his arm and makes his hand at a right angle to his forearm, the eyeball still facing her. It blinks green and her horns are wrenched towards him by some invisible force* *She stumbles forwad, hissing and snarling* Let me be you putrid sack of bones.... *She slashed away at him, trying to dig her feet into the floor* *She cuts into his midriff, and he grabs onto one horn. Her reaches the other hand round and grabs her other horn. He starts to twists his wrists, pulling the horns away from each other* *She shrieks as she slashes at his chest, arms, wherever she can, her head starts to ache, she grabs at his arms, shaking her head, trying to free herself* *Mal sends a shck, using his eyeballs through her horns into her mind. She hears a voice, not stronger than her gods but louder, closer.* You are mine, not that pathetic 'dark prince' he is weakest of the chaos gods... you deserve more than that wretch.I have....sworn to.....serve....HE will....not leave...like you....did *She struggles* *She feels the shock again* He will never let you be what you want to be... he will never let you be you... You are not Crow under his ownership. You are less of a being then that sister of yours... less than the pitifull mortals her kind, the vampires feed on... you are a vessel for an energy which cannot even order itself...LIAR.... *She curses, writhing in his grasp* The spells....the POWER...I have begun building my army....these mortals fall easy, on thier knees before me...I am frightning. CROW IS GONE. *Mal releases her horns now* *she looks at him, as she falls to her knees, she holds her head, the pain is unbearable, her eyes flicker from red to black, from Crow to Daemonette*
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 3:45 am
Mistress Crow Darkstride Malachi Darkstride Mistress Crow Darkstride Malachi Darkstride Mistress Crow Darkstride Malachi Darkstride Mistress Crow Darkstride Malachi Darkstride Mistress Crow Darkstride Malachi Darkstride Mistress Crow Darkstride Malachi Darkstride *Mal looks at his wife... the Slaaneshi demonette she has become...* Come to me, My Crow... *he holds out a hand to her and the eye on it swivels to look at her, then blinks* *She smiles, her teeth are jagged, sharp and her right arm had grown into a claw, she clacked it at him, hissing* *Mal Swiverls his arm and makes his hand at a right angle to his forearm, the eyeball still facing her. It blinks green and her horns are wrenched towards him by some invisible force* *She stumbles forwad, hissing and snarling* Let me be you putrid sack of bones.... *She slashed away at him, trying to dig her feet into the floor* *She cuts into his midriff, and he grabs onto one horn. Her reaches the other hand round and grabs her other horn. He starts to twists his wrists, pulling the horns away from each other* *She shrieks as she slashes at his chest, arms, wherever she can, her head starts to ache, she grabs at his arms, shaking her head, trying to free herself* *Mal sends a shck, using his eyeballs through her horns into her mind. She hears a voice, not stronger than her gods but louder, closer.* You are mine, not that pathetic 'dark prince' he is weakest of the chaos gods... you deserve more than that wretch.I have....sworn to.....serve....HE will....not leave...like you....did *She struggles* *She feels the shock again* He will never let you be what you want to be... he will never let you be you... You are not Crow under his ownership. You are less of a being then that sister of yours... less than the pitifull mortals her kind, the vampires feed on... you are a vessel for an energy which cannot even order itself...LIAR.... *She curses, writhing in his grasp* The spells....the POWER...I have begun building my army....these mortals fall easy, on thier knees before me...I am frightning. CROW IS GONE. *Mal releases her horns now* *she looks at him, as she falls to her knees, she holds her head, the pain is unbearable, her eyes flicker from red to black, from Crow to Daemonette* *Mal stands there, looking down at her*
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 3:50 am
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 3:51 am
*He holds out his hand for her* Come to me, my Crow?
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 3:58 am
Malachi Darkstride *He holds out his hand for her* Come to me, my Crow?*She takes his hand...standing...*
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