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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2005 12:29 am
*Sighs and watches her go straight through him*
Crow.. dont waste your strength..
*Turns around to look at her*
This is my curse...
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2005 12:33 am
*she slams into the door* I'm not playing with you ok..
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2005 12:35 am
Whos playing? I want death.. your the only one who can do that.. Or are you too weak? *Narrows his eyes*
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2005 12:37 am
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2005 12:40 am
*Smirks and tosses her the dagger* C'mon, do your worst
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2005 12:43 am
Razz Matazz *Smirks and tosses her the dagger* C'mon, do your worst *she catches the dagger and grins, she concentrates every bit of passion, anger, hate, love, everything she ever felt for him into a black ball of fire in her left palm. She growls as she slams it into him, hoping it made him solid, she stabs the dagger towards his heart*
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2005 12:49 am
*Concentrates himself on becoming solid, he watches as he gets knocked back slightly, smiling as the knife penetrated his skin,* Thank you Crow *He grabs hold her hand, pushing it deeper into his chest, slicing his heart*
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2005 12:55 am
Razz Matazz *Concentrates himself on becoming solid, he watches as he gets knocked back slightly, smiling as the knife penetrated his skin,* Thank you Crow *He grabs hold her hand, pushing it deeper into his chest, slicing his heart* *she grimaces as she feels the rusty spike in her chest, still she lets him push the dagger deeper into his heart.* Don't thank me...you wanted to prove a point...you did it..by making me kill you for the second time...
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2005 12:59 am
*With one hand he pulls the rusty spike from her chest and holds it in his hand tightly*
I didnt have to prove anything, your not as bad as everyone *Coughs* Precieves.. your just teaching them...
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2005 1:02 am
*She screams out as he pulls out the spike, the blood splashes out both holes*
What do you mean...teaching them....to...what?
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2005 1:05 am
*Grips the spike harder, almost bending it, the blood running down his arm*
You were teaching them... to live.. to love.. to hurt.. to be... ALIVE...
*Groans loudly as with the last bit of strength he kiss her on the lips softly, the knife slicing straight through his heart*
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2005 1:09 am
Razz Matazz *Grips the spike harder, almost bending it, the blood running down his arm*
You were teaching them... to live.. to love.. to hurt.. to be... ALIVE...
*Groans loudly as with the last bit of strength he kiss her on the lips softly, the knife slicing straight through his heart* AAGH! Why did you make me do this...... *she grabbed the back of his head, kissed him hard as she felt the blade go through*
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2005 1:18 am
*His body falls to the floor, limp, lifeless, a small smile on his face showing he had finally found peace. His body his the floor in a heap and blood flows from his body. A weird glow forms around him and words spell out "Summon me in your time of need" Then they fade as quickly as they had came. He was still holding the spike in one hand, and in one of his packets, a single rose stuck out*
*She kneeled beside him, woozy from the blood loss, the pulled the rose from his pocket, smelled it and felt blood red tears for the second time that night.*
*She collapsed against him*
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2005 1:19 am
*he watches from the shadows*
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2005 1:22 am
*he walks out from the shadows looking at the body his eyes glowing red he turns to look at his mistress*
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