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 Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2005 11:40 pm
*Something was very wrong with his beloved pet. He worried for both her and the child now and attempted to reach out with his hand to her* Crow *he said a little louder to grab attention*
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2005 11:42 pm
He blinked as he observed her strange behavoir, whimpering lightly as he could think of nothing to help her.
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2005 11:44 pm
The dragon paces up to Crow's door, and invites himself in. This was not a time to stop at formalities. He spots Yawgmoth, and bows fractionally.
"As miss Crow is indisposed, I will ask for your permission, Yawgmoth. I can end this sickness, but Crow will be fundamentally altered by the process."
The dragon didn't voice the 'I think' that belonged at the end of that sentence.
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2005 11:47 pm
She looked around at them, thier voices were warbled and she saw silouettes only. Her red eyes were dull and her fair skin bleached with the red sheen covering her. Her face was streaked with blood from her tears. I don't want......to loose ....my......baby......She reached out to them...
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2005 11:48 pm
*Yawgmoth turned and bowed a little more than he was already doing in front of the bed* Great dragon the choice lies not with ourselves but with Crow...we will condone anything to save Crow and the Child but the last choice in the matter rests with her
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2005 11:52 pm
Her room filled with the flutter of wings as hundreds of eyes came from the shadows. Her crows and ravens stood vigilent. Please......She reached for his hand.....
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2005 11:52 pm
Dark Lord Yawgmoth *Yawgmoth turned and bowed a little more than he was already doing in front of the bed* Great dragon the choice lies not with ourselves but with Crow...we will condone anything to save Crow and the Child but the last choice in the matter rests with herTrygon walks over to her bed, and sits lightly. One hand gently carresses her face, and he leans into her field of view. "Crow, love... Try to focus. I need to ask you something..."
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2005 12:01 am
She blinked, her hair dripped with blood, she tried to listen, she called out for her child, spoke of spikes and slaughter. Her hands shook as she reached out, searching for something. Her face was extremely hot and she began to go into convulsions. The birds sang a sad song of regret. Thier heads turning to the side as she sent them all to flight. Her head smacked against the headboard knocking her out cold as her body trembled. Blood ran down her legs.
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2005 12:04 am
Mistress Crow Darkstride She blinked, her hair dripped with blood, she tried to listen, she called out for her child, spoke of spikes and slaughter. Her hands shook as she reached out, searching for something. Her face was extremely hot and she began to go into convulsions. The birds sang a sad song of regret. Thier heads turning to the side as she sent them all to flight. Her head smacked against the headboard knocking her out cold as her body trembled. Blood ran down her legs. "No time. She can hate me later." Trygon's hand snaps into perfectly rigid form, and he slams it into her chest, shattering her sternum, lacerating one lung, and smoothly puncturing her heart. He seizes onto her essence and begins to alter it slowly, as he also pumps his pure power into her body, staunching the bleeding and chenging her body. His eyes glaze as he slips into a trance of furious magical workings.
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2005 12:04 am
*Yawgmoth had been about to bellow something to Try but stopped watching* Careful of the child great dragon *he said watching, Yawgmoth had been around a long long time and had learned many things but never had he witnessed this. This held his hope as well as his fascination at the moment*
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2005 12:13 am
Dark Lord Yawgmoth *Yawgmoth had been about to bellow something to Try but stopped watching* Careful of the child great dragon *he said watching, Yawgmoth had been around a long long time and had learned many things but never had he witnessed this. This held his hope as well as his fascination at the moment* Trygon was only concious enough to growl gutterlly. His senses had mostly fled, leaving him with only the purest grasp of magic energies. He felt her body chemistry change, and his focus momentarily lipped as he remembered the child. He begins to alter it as well, and relaxes, finding the partially formed life to be much simpler to work with.
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2005 12:26 am
She heard her sternum crack and her air rushed free from her lungs, she felt the force of his pressure as he moved his taloned hands inside her chest. Fear was washed away, something inside said he meant her no harm. She heard two heartbeats, that of her own and that of her child....a third thundered in and she knew it was the one who tore into he heart. Her skin took on black shimmering scales, those of a dragon then faded away to her pale beauty beneath.
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2005 12:29 am
*Yawgmoth watched and said in his native language, Phyrexian, "All will be well. The great dragon knows. and should he fail then we will either kill him or join crow in the afterlife.."*
((G2g sleep))
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2005 12:32 am
Mistress Crow Darkstride She heard her sternum crack and her air rushed free from her lungs, she felt the force of his pressure as he moved his taloned hands inside her chest. Fear was washed away, something inside said he meant her no harm. She heard two heartbeats, that of her own and that of her child....a third thundered in and she knew it was the one who tore into he heart. Her skin took on black shimmering scales, those of a dragon then faded away to her pale beauty beneath. Trygon'sfocus cracked, then faded. It was done... He withdrew his hand, then pressed his palm firmly over the wound. THere's an instant of searing pain for Crow, then he pull his hand away, revealing a brand of a black dragon. "...Who do the gods pray to, Yawgmoth? I can only believe that it was a necessary risk, and that I handled it well." The dragon stands, and covers her up gently. His face clearly shows his worry. "Rest, Crow... Tomorrow will be an interesing day..." With that, the dragon god walks out, leaving her to her master.
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2005 12:37 am
She sleeps softly, her fever gone, all the symtoms gone......
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