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 Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 12:18 pm
Bree whispers to herself
"It's so beautiful..."
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 1:24 pm
Bree then spins in a circle happily
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 1:49 pm
(if no one posts in the next three days might as well claim this thread as my own!!!) Bree sighs and sits on the bank of the stream
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 4:06 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 4:23 pm
Dahlia had been walking in the forest. Her high stilletto heels, long black hair and pale skin gave off the appearance of a predator almost. She was as stunning as always. Eyes a steel-gray with a soft pink tinge around the edges and cat-like pupils. Her legs were long, thin; as were her arms. Her hair flowed down in a black waterfal to the small of her back, tied into a loose, messy ponytail with small braids weaving through.
She seemed to move fluidly, her hips moving with each step evenly, almost as if she were walking to an unknown drum-beat. As she came closer to the girl she heard a sigh. She immediatly stopped short and touched the sai at her calf. She straightened a little from her crouched position and walked carefully towards her.
"You there. Who are you?" Her voice was hard, cold; like the steeley gray pools of her eyes.
She wasn't in the mood to play around, especially with a new possible enemy. She really didn't want any more of those. She leaned on one foot slightly, placing her hand on her hip as her long fingers, tipped in sharp black nails, wrapped around.
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 4:27 pm
Bree stands up and immediatly draws her daggar. Then she looks at the girl and groans
"I've had enough people in one night why can't you all just leave me alone. Person after person comes along and interupts my peace."
I just want to be left alone.
"You could've walked past without saying a word."
(Bree is annoyed and look at my sig, thats what she looks like)
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 4:32 pm
Bree puts her daggar away and sighs
"Sorry, I'm just irritated with people playing word games, which most do. It annoys me, anyways I'm Bree, and you are?"
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 4:40 pm
Dahlia growled, the sound low and loud like thunder. She snatched the sai's from the side of her calves in her boots, holding them between the blades. She viewed her precious sai's as an extension of her arm, an extra sixteen inches of hardened steel to comfort her.
"You know you could show some respect to someone who could kill you as easily as a pesky fly." This girl had triggered Dahlia's deep tap of anger, long nurtured from a history of blood and violence.
Amazingly enough, she hadn't killed her yet. Whether this girl was annoyed with people disrupting her peace or not, someone who was obviously more dangerous than herself should be shown respect. Her pale, pretty lips pulled back from her white teeth in a silent snarl, a warning of how animalistic she truly was.
Her anger was undying, unyeilding. It was the Creature inside that was joyous of this emotion; that certain Animal that loved the feeling of soft flesh ripping to pieces beneath her teeth, nails and the slice of skin via her sai's.
She calmed when the girl and spoken again, then relaxing.
"My name is Dahlia. I am..... Apologetic.. Of my outburst.." It was obviously hard for her to have spoken any words of 'apology'.
She calmed herself, sliding her sai's back against her calves into her boots with a slight twirl of her fingers.
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 4:44 pm
Bree smiles and forms an ice shield around her and summons fire
"Me a fly? Really now. Anger is an emotion to cover the true emothion. I don't show my anger, because anger is merly a weakness if you can't control it. I didn't have an outburst like you, I was annoyed. Now if you would please hold in your anger around me, or I'll turn it against you."
People use anger as a mere excuse for disasters or mistakes too, pathetic
Bree flashes her fangs.
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 4:54 pm
Dahlia narrowed her eyes at Bree, her cat-eyes glowing a soft green. Being a Chemical Signus made it impossible to control her anger. Even more immpossible to be 'kind' to anyone. Insults and keeping the flame of hatred alive was how she had been raised, how she had lived. Still lived, even. This girl was just another annoyance. Maybe it hadn't been such a good idea to approach her, it would have saved a headache.
"I put my weapon down and refrained from further fighting. I'd find it common that you'd do the same." Her eyes turned softer, still steeley though.
From her nails fell drops of hydrogen cyanide, a deadly enough gas let alone an instant killer in liquid form. A Chemical Signus could create and bend any chemical they so wished to their whim. She was doing just that. Using the old Nazi gas as a poison to cover her nails, which would surely result in instant death once it got into the blood stream and reached the heart.
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 5:42 pm
Nokirea felt the presence of something she hadn't felt in a long time. She grabbed one of her scorpion venom arrows, her rosewood bow, and her skinning knife. She put the skinning knife in her belt and ran through the forest to the immediate location of Bree. She put a small tap of darkness on the arrow and aimed it at the stranger. She said "Don't try anything funny, you don't know half of what is on this arrow, and all I have to do is let go of this string." She bared her teeth as a show of the fact that she thought she had the upper hand. I've been hanging around dragons way too much. She thought to herself. That was a dragon gesture. She realized she was off topic and kept her attention to the arrow.
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 5:58 pm
Dahlia turned around, sighing as she faced the arrow. Her molten metal eyes watching the archer's own.
"You do not need to point that at me. I have made my peace with 'Bree'." She noted the Draegyn gesture and returned it with that of a Demon.
Her eyes flickered a bright blue, fading to white, then steeley gray again. It was a show of power, yet of calm. She was displaying that her power over the girl was ominous, she may be more powerful, or less, but her stance revealed nothing.
"I do wish that you would not see me as a threat. I mean no harm to neither you nor your ... Friend.." She tilted her head slightly at Bree, indicating her.
Her voice was smooth as silk and yet slick and sharp as adamantium.
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 6:04 pm
Nokirea said "Then I have not made myself clear. If you ant to pull out a secret weapon around me, do it in the sunlight. I can speak to and feel the shadows. Unlike most living beings, they never lie." She indicated Dahlia and said "And if you need to call me anything, call me Night Lark."
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 4:16 pm
Bree sighs and pulls the ice shield closer
"I'm going down river, have a good night."
Bree starts to walk away
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Posted: Sun Apr 25, 2010 1:03 pm
(okay...)
Bree walks down river and sits down. Happy that she's now alone.
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