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 Posted: Tue Dec 14, 2010 1:49 pm
~ A N W E N ~
~ .:Elven Guardian of the Light:. ~
Anwen struggled against the shackles that now held her. She decided that resistance was now futile; besides, if she had escaped once, she could escape again. She looked towards her opponent as she was dragged off, back towards the prison. "Anwen," she stated, her voice happy enough. If she was to be imprisoned, why make it worse by being in bad spirits? "And yours?" she asked, a half smile gracing her face.
(((Haha, it`s fine, so is mine ^.^)))
"No one else will ƒ ι g н т !
No one else will ƒ ι g н т !
So I м u s т ƒ ι g н т."
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Posted: Tue Dec 14, 2010 2:53 pm
 Tired of trying, tired of crying, yeah, I'm smiling, but on the inside, I'm dying.a m e l i a m i r a g e h a r t t h e s m i l i n g m u r d e r e r"Mommy and Daddy... I got scared... They got dead."✁-----------❤-------------- Cut Along The Dotted Line. And would you believe me if I told you... Mirage mimicked Anwen's smile. "Mirage." As she started to turn her back and walk off, she stated, "I'll be back. I'll be your new guard." Mirage then walked off to get supplies for her stay in the prison. She now just made it her responsibility to guard Anwen, plus it would allow her a chance to get more information on her cheerful enemy. After all, one Elf is the same as any other. Learn the behaviors and weaknesses of one, know the behaviors and weaknesses of all. Mirage paced herself towards the market. She was planning on stocking up on more arrows and a few apples which were placed into a sack made of bundled leaves. Mirage also stocked up on a few herbs that were used to put people to sleep... Just in case. Mirage had nothing else to do, and this time, before she went to sleep at her own home, she would see to it that Anwen's guard would be a very heterosexual female."To pay for my transgressions, despite my elf race, I have become a warrior of the Drow." that behind that smile, is a heart you can never fix?
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Posted: Wed Dec 15, 2010 1:12 pm
~ A N W E N ~
~ .:Elven Guardian of the Light:. ~
Her smile only faded a bit as she was led back to her new cell. Disarmed and out of options with Mirage as her new guard, Anwen considered her other options. She could twist quickly, break the neck of the Drow that held her, then turning to the other two and disposing of them as well. That would, of course, create quite a fuss, so that might be too hard. She decided, in the end, to wait for the perfect time to escape in her cell. After all, her acting skills were top-notch. She could feign any illness, fake any injury she needed to to escape her cell once more.
And, she thought to herself, she wanted to know more about this Mirage. What was her thinking and reasoning behind what she was doing? What had caused her to snap in the first place? She often knew little to no information on an opponent, but this was different. Mirage was an Elf, whether she worked with the Drow or otherwise. Anwen couldn`t help but feel a sense of responsibility towards her. Perhaps she could save her from this after all, and bring her home to the other Elves where she belonged.
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"No one else will ƒ ι g н т !
No one else will ƒ ι g н т !
So I м u s т ƒ ι g н т."
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