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 Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2005 8:22 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2005 8:37 pm
Verge quirked a brow at the nail wound in his chest then looked down upon the fallen Ceres. This wouldn't be any fun. He'd hoped she'd atleast put up a fight. Verge sheathed Fury onto his back and reholstered Impurity. He crouched down infront of the downed Ceres and smirked. His smirk turned into a fanged grin as he watched her for a moment.
"Well, well...It appears someone IS sick. Well that won't do at all. I atleast want a fight, or a decent struggle out've you. You take the fun out've everything, ya know that?"
Verge sat back and watched her for a few more minutes. Hopefully she'd atleast regain some of her strength. If not, he'd just kill her and be done with it. But for now he'd sit and wait.
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2005 8:48 pm
*Ceres is still drunk, her hazed eyes being her only give away. Sitting up abruptly she growls and rubs her temple. Normally alcohol just made her more aggressive but drinking until in a deadly state was bound to react differently. She shifts in her silk blue black robes and gives him a nasty glare.* You suck, go screw your own fight! *She was sure she was making sense, but obviously she wasn't. She tangles her hand in her red curls and tilts her chin up. Gently testing the air with her tongue through parted red lips she tries to pick out the direction of demon blood. Some demon blood would quench her blood lust and sober her right up. She seems to be ignoring all the intimidation flung at her. *
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2005 9:05 pm
"Ceres, you always were a firecracker. Quick to anger. Myself on the otherhand, I''m more of a time bomb. Long fuse, but larger explosion. And I mean that in more of a literal way."
Verge nodded and smirked to himself. He did destroy atleast 6 miles of the forest in his little ''explosion'' of anger. He sat there watching with a smug satisfaction. Seeing Ceres ''vulnerable'' like this was very fun and intresting. She was far slower then before and would never be able to dodge Verge''s furious slashes from Fury if he dared. Course, he figured he''d just letter suffer the painstaking headache she probably had and watch as she wriggled in pain from one of the worse hangover''s in history.
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2005 9:23 pm
Kuro sat beside the tree which now had sustained a sort of glowing light to it. She had place a replenishing sutra to the trunk, she didn't know if it would help or not. New growth had started within the small clearing, specks of green were slowly emerging from the charred earth. She sighed and realized that sitting here would do her absolutely no good. She stared up at the sky and growled, her sense of smell was already waning. She had forgotten that this was her night of weakness.
'Stupid elf blood.' She thought to herself. Her claws began to receed, her fangs already gone, her ice blue eyes darkening to a dark blue and her hair became longer and sleeker.
She looked tame and fragile, she hated the feeling. She closed her eyes and frowned deeply, she stood and started to walk away from the clearing, into the dark, charred forest. She felt 2 or 3 presences in the distance, she would avoid them, surely they wouldn't be able to sense her. It was a risk, but on this night her elven blood wouldn't allow her to stay somewhere so dead and fallen.
She started to walk towards the more lush forest, she would make her way around the offending auras.
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2005 9:32 pm
*Ceres pouts her red lips, her favorite blood type isn't even around. Sitting up on her knees she stares at the man beside her. Her over all balance is off but her hips keep her steady. Her claws tangle in her blood red curls as she sighs. Groaning she falls back to the grass, her heart thumps loudly in her ears. Twining her legs together she closes her eyes.* Go bloody off you.
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2005 9:40 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2005 10:02 pm
Verge smiled. He inhaled deeply. Her scent was thick with alcohol which was how he could tell she had a hangover for the ages. Verge nodded. He knew what she'd need. Verge unsheathed Fury slightly and ran his wrist across the small length of the blood. It cut open and blood began to flow freely. He stood above her and began curling and uncurling his hand into a fist. The blood spilled down onto her face.
"Drink this already...I'm tired of waiting for you to get sober."
Verge wasn't sure if it'd cure her of her hangover. However, in the past Verge had never really aquired a hangover the next day after drinking. Then again, he'd probably never have drinkin as much as Ceres. He'd just have to see what would happen. If anything at all DID happen.
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2005 10:19 pm
*Ceres blinks her lashes idly as a drop of blood hits her cheek. Her eyelids lower and she's drawn up as if by invisible strings. Her lips open and catch a few drops of blood. Now kneeling under his wrist she fastens her lips to the wound. Her red tresses tumble over her shoulders as the leans in. Closing her eyes she starts to draw out more blood at a quicker pace. Perhaps this wasn't a smart move for Verge.*
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2005 10:49 pm
Verge inhaled sharply as she clasped onto the wound. He closed his eyes and bared his fangs. It felt, admittedly, painful at first. However, the pleasure soon washed over him. It had been along time before he had actually allowed someone else to drink his blood. He went into a deep kind've meditative state. After what seemd to be several minutes Verge drew his wrist away from Cere's mouth.
"I think that's more then enough..."
Verge slightly weakend, though only slightly. He ripped two large leaves off a nearby tree and wrapped them around the wound. He watched Ceres for a moment to see her reaction.
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2005 11:15 pm
*Ceres runs her tongue over her lips savoring the fading taste. She lets out a sigh and her fingers flex. Tilting her head to the side she stands and cracks the kinks out of her neck. Her eyes clear and she takes everything in. A low rumble starts in her chest and her eyes narrow at Verge.* This will not be forgotten. You'll see me soon tough guy. *She throws something to the ground which explodes into flames. Once the flames dissipate she is also gone.*((sorry gtg nighty !))
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2005 6:06 am
Kuro walked quietly, through the now lush forest, it was a much more calming area than her previous one. She started when she saw flames erupt from somewhere near, but chose not to investigate, it would be unwise to do so at the present time. She continued her walk.
She frowned and glanced at the sky, she still had several more hours until the sun came up, until her demonic blood was restored to her. There had been someone following her for several moments now. Just because her senses were dulled didn't mean she was stupid. She turned to her left, just in time to see glowing yellow eyes staring at her from the shadows and she scowled.
"So, they've sent spys." She turned away, delibrately ignoring the clear threat of intent on herself. "Come out and show yourself." She was met with nothing but silence. "Still cowards I see. Hear me well. . .Go and find yourself some other pawn." She then threw her arm out casting a strong barrier, one that meant to keep others out.
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2005 3:10 pm
Verge looked slightly disappointed when Ceres left. He growled slightly and snapped his fingers. He began to burn from his feet up and turned into ashes. When he was nothing more then ashes a slight breeze carried the ashes away. Where Verge went would be anyone's guess.
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Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2005 10:38 pm
Kuro had been walking for hours, not that she really noticed, but it was taking a toll on her now less strong body. Her elfish blood was not physically powerfull and she disliked the feeling of frailty that came with it.
Her senses were dulled, it was like she was cut off from the entire world. She frowned and continued on, the sun would be rising soon, she'd be her half-demon self in a few moments.
She tugged at her hair, absentmindedly, letting it run through her fingers, it was as soft as silk. It would become wild and unruly soon. She sighed and decided to sit and wait out the rest of the night. She found an upturned tree and sat down upon it, a small pout residing on her lips.
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2005 6:34 pm
*A woman wonders through the forest. Her golden hair frames her delicate features and mirrors her golden eyes. Her outfit is a beautiful golden old English style dress, perfect to the last detail. Clutched in a gloved hand is a lace parasol which she uses to block the heavy sun. She seems to be muttering to herself in another language as she walks. Her steps are gentle and quick keeping her on the move. She has unmatched beauty that screams of something holy but she seems completely human. Normally most don't walk around without weapons but this lady seems unarmed and fragile.*
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