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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 4:34 pm
"It's not...fun..."She mummbled pushing her self to shaking knees. She had to be strong. If she couldn't get away, Amoena would suffer. "...hurting other people...doesn't do any good..." That was right. She just needed to keep talking until she was able to get up. Get up and get away. "It just leads to suffering...and I've had enough of it!" She pushed her self up hiding the fact that she could barely move. "Please...Lightning...please...kill some one else...please" She could feel her self crying again. Why shouldn't she? She didn't want to die. It was too soon.
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 4:40 pm
"Have you tried it?" Lightning asked, plainly. "You'd be suprised." He smiled, and kept talking, "I haven't. An no, I'd rather not, especially when I have a blubbering idiot right in front of me, who probably can't even move. Let me put you out of your misery." Lightning said, quietly. He pressed a hoof to her side, pushing.. and pushing.. and pushing. Tempting fate, drawing out her suffering.
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 4:57 pm
She cried out in pain and fell back to the ground. This wasn't working, why she even thought it would work in the first place was a mystery. "Stop! Please...it hurts!" She knew she sounded moronic but if her cries were loud enough, perhaps someone would hear her. It was times like this when she wished someone had acctually taught her how to fight. Though she could think of a time when her body hurt so much.
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 5:05 pm
Lightning leaned his head closed to her, and breathed into her ear, "It's supposed to." Now.. did he really want to kill her straight away? A part of him said yes, while the other part wanted to make it longer.. Make it hurt. Smirking, he lifted the hoove, and for a split second, it stayed there, before it was drawn down, into a white blur, towards one of her backlegs.
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 5:15 pm
She shuddered at his words. Perhaps it was time for plan C, though she did fear what skinwalkers did to the dead. Anything was worth a shot at this point though. "Pl...please...stop..." She let her air trail from her mouth on the last word. The young mare forced her self to shudder once again before letting her body fall slack. She prayed that he wouldn't realize she was still alive.
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 5:26 pm
Lightning smiled as he watched her shudder. "No.. I won't stop till you're..dead?" The skinwalker blinked, and kicked her stomach with a sharp hoove. Dead? She was slacked.. Was it possible to die of fear? Was she really dead? Did he kill her? Lightning kicked her stomach again, and sniffed her, but realized that would do no good. If she just died, she would still smell alive.
She had to be dead. Smiling triumphantly, Lightning trotted off, head held high.
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 5:46 pm
She wanted very badly to grunt when he kicked her. That hurt her more then the fall to the ground. She continued her 'game' though, she had to. As she heard him moving away she figured she was safe and began to stand again. She turned about in as many directions as she could without any sign of her previous friend. "Gotta get back..." She whispered clambering up, someone would definatly want to hear about this.
She turned and took her first step towards the village. She regreted this descion immidiatly as her leg tried to collapse under her weight. Things did not look good but she continued along anyway. She wouldn't be safe until she found someone else. Hopefully someone who could fight.
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