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 Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 8:17 pm
Alex smiled. It was bit funny when she said it like that. His 'fear of giant foxes'. He looked back over to the man again who had approached Lillain. He was a little creeped out by him, but for some reason, he liked him a bit. He had never done anything to harm him.
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 8:18 pm
Rya sighed. "Please stop calling me mutt. The name is Rya."
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 8:24 pm
Stay low; soft, dark and dreamless
Far below my nightmares and loneliness
I hate me for breathing without you
Grieving for you
I am not grieving for you
I long to be like you
Lie cold; in the ground like you
There's room inside for two
You're not alone
No matter what they told you
You're not alone
I'll be right beside you forevermore
[Really? It's awesome you have your own story made up, RPing is my only form of creativity. xD;]
He chuckles darkly before drawing away quickly in case of giving too much offense.
"Don't fret precious...I'm more of a lover than a fighter. You'd be surprised. Now then. Can anyone point me to the direction of the snowy mountains, or will I have to get out of the desert the hard way?", this would include using his necromantic magick. Which is something he's far too lazy to do, "And what of everyone's names?", he glances to the demon woman and tilts his head to have his bangs drift to one side, batting his eyelashes in a sultry manner, "Don't deny me the knowing of my heroine's name."
Phobia is finding himself rather curious of the whole group here. It'd be hard to stalk them all at one time...drat. And what of the young human? Why is he out here alone? For now he is seemingly enthralled by the woman dressed in black and red, nearly his favorite colors. Again. His intrusive actions flare as he approaches her to step around to her backside. Phobia's claws now trace along the pattern of an odd marking on that pale flesh. Mmm...flesh...
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 8:25 pm
 Xena still said nothing as she watched the group carefully. The man called Phobia was now bothering someone else. She didn't care though, what he did was none of her concern. The only person around here that she didn't really want to be near was the human. Looking at him made her remember that she used to be the same pathetic race as him. She considered herself lucky that she had become a demon, and not just that, she had the mark of the siren on her neck, along with the demonic mark on her upper left shoulder, and she had been bitten by a vampire, giving her some of their powers as well. Though really, she only had the strong mental command that they possessed.
Xena sensed as he moved behind her and she turned slightly to the side to keep an eye on him. She felt no need to reveal her name. "Most people simlply call me, X." She said staring at him.
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 8:26 pm
Rya growled. "Hands off my mistriss! She didnt give you permission!"
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 8:34 pm
"Snowy mountains? North I assume. I was there not that long ago. But being the desert here made me lose my sense of direction." He stated as he put his finger in his mouth and he bit on it . He lowered his hand away from his face a moment later. "My name is Alex."
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 8:36 pm
The elf watched as the necromant walked away for a bit before her eyes trailed off to the markings he was tracing on the woman. Siren, vampire, demon. She wasn't boreing. Lily push some hair away from her face, too tired to hook the strands behind her long, elfish ears. The Snowy mountains. That was were she was heading before getting lost here.
((I'm sorry if this takes away from your character's manly pride, but Phobia kind of reminds me of a puppy.... sorta))
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 8:46 pm
(( And again, Phobia really reminds me of Shadow, especially the whole personal space bit... lol *cant stop laughing* I kind of have an overactive imagination, so I can't stop thinking of new ideas, so, i decided I wanted to be a writer.... o.o )) Xena stood about, still watching Phobia, she hadn't even flinched at his touch on her marks, the vampire who had bitten her had done the same once. He was dead now, killed by some holy knight. It mattered not to her, he had simply been a tool to adding more power to her strengths. Xena had come to this place, hopefully seeking to find someone dark like herself. It seemed that finding someone like that was going to be a much harder challenge than she thought it would be. She almost wished she hadn't picked up the leash, she too was seeking a master. Someone who would allow her free range to kill as she pleased.
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 8:49 pm
Shadow yawns and notices some people talking...He peeks over and looks at a small group but dosn't speek so he wouldnt give off his location...
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 8:51 pm
Rya flicked her ears. "Now what?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 8:59 pm
Stay low; soft, dark and dreamless
Far below my nightmares and loneliness
I hate me for breathing without you
Grieving for you
I am not grieving for you
I long to be like you
Lie cold; in the ground like you
There's room inside for two
You're not alone
No matter what they told you
You're not alone
I'll be right beside you forevermore
[Psh, WHAT manly pride? xD It's alright, he does act like a puppy at times although he's truly a low down dirty dog at heart. Martel, you're silly. >w<]
Listening to the given names he leans close to that marking. It's so...woo. The necromancer's speckled tongue lashes out to lick at the surface of the marked flesh. She tastes like so many things...coppery blood, demon essence, and...siren. Which she showed her siren abilities earlier. For now the imp trails his claws down her backside distractedly before walking a distance from the group. The crisp night air carries his melancholy yet jubilant voice.
"Well then, north it is. I have very much work to do in the mountains. Easier to store bodies there...yes, the snow and ice keep them so charmingly cold and frigid. Any of you are welcome to join me."
Phobia likes company. He thrives around others for the sake of pissing them off. For now he stands aside to slash a rift in the air. It glows crimson, black and gold, matching the Morbid Master. Within it are stumbling bodies of the undead. Some bodies are obviously in fine shape, although stitched up. The imp enjoys making his own undead from scrap parts, like a gruesome doll maker. Hailing a human body with a dog head sewn on it's neck, Phobia collects a satchel from it. Within it are various rare gems. He closes the rift to his Netherworldly plane before holding a few rubies between all of his fingers. Now the imp closes his eyes and begins to hum. His tone is deep but soon raises barely in pitch, clawed hands swaying as are his hips. The rubies glow and drip stale blood.
By now the blood has collected to form a large circle over the sand. Phobia has his head dropped, chin to his narrow chest, as he continues the spell. Spirits, phantoms, and apparitions begin to rise in a spiraling whirlwind of souls, wailing and shrieking, stirring up their own winds. Without warning the circle bursts into black and purple flames, opening into a snowy clearing. The mountains. Looking up with an eccentric grin in his eyes, bangs ruffled out of his face and those bloody eyes glowing, Phobia calls out to the others.
"If you want to go to the mountains, better hop in!"
His portal will only last for so long.
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 9:04 pm
Rya huffed. "Now we follow the cannibal."
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 9:06 pm
((I have to go now, nighty-night everyone))
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 9:16 pm
Xena looked at the kitsune girl and shook her head. "Not at all. You are free to do as you wish." She said dropping the leash as if it had a bad smell. "I, on the other hand, would very much like a change of scenery."
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 9:20 pm
Rya sighed. "Its not that simple. The chain will folow you until you pass it on to another master. Besides, im not staying here alone."
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