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 Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2006 2:42 pm
She brought up a foot to Rogue's face, moving the shield again to cover her abdomen. She was a little slow; the wound was short but deep. It would bleed profusely no doubt.
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2006 2:53 pm
*Rogue was kicked back but landed in a crouched stance, then stood. Her eyes were glowing somewhat satanically...*
"You don't deserve to live. You killed your best friend because you couldn't give the same desire back...pitiful..and to believe i felt sorry for you.."
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2006 3:02 pm
Killed? Yes killed. But she suffered worse because of it. She slammed the shield towards Rogue, meaning to pin her to a wall or the ground. As it zoomed foward, she spoke. It was soft, almost too quiet to hear, but it Rogue would be able to hear.
"I killed him. It is my fault he died. I was there when he died, in his mind you know. You have seen it. His mind went far more than blank when he died...it just was not there anymore. Have you ever been in a dead person's mind? All it is is blackness, a blackness that tries to suck you up with it. But it did not take me, only a part of my mind. You know what I was like before he died, but it was not his death alone that changed me. I died too. I cannot feel anything as others do anymore, and I can never get that back."
Tears were falling now as she approched. "Do you not see? I am dead already, and there is nothing in me to love."
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2006 3:12 pm
*Rogue was slammed back into a tree, not ready for the slam.*
Everything isn't gone...but if you're not willing to see that..
*Rogue broke through the barrier that had her pinned and leaped at Lydia, and before getting to her grabbing a gun, shooting it at very close range to her leg...while flowing through the air..*
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2006 3:59 pm
She brought up a new shield with ease, blocking the shots. She threw a wave of fire at Rogue to push her back and distract her. But everything is gone...I've looked and looked but it is not there. I have tried everything to get it back. We must both face the truth; I am different from everyone else, I cannot feel as they do. Tell me, how do I regain something lost in death itself?
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2006 4:15 pm
*Rogue landed on the ground crouched, her eyes metaphorically could burn a hole through a building..Rogue started laughing a bit.
"You ask these things...how to live in death itself...it is the mere essence of a vampire...and you may think that I myself feel nothing being as dead as I am...but oh, life just becomes something completely new entirely."
*She stood straight and let her hand slide into her pocket for a cigarette. She put it up to her lips while not letting her eyes leave Lydia..and half mockingly asked..*
"May I have a light?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2006 4:19 pm
She held out her arm and snapped, a single, lonsome flame balanced on the tip of her finger. "You still have your whole self. I am missing a piece." She pasued for a moment. "Why would you try to kill me after going through all that trouble to give me that dream?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2006 4:33 pm
*Rogue walked to her and lit the cigarette from her flame. She took a long puff then let it go.*
"Maybe in a living death you could find what you need."
*Rogue knew what she was suggesting...she knew Lydia might as well. In taking of Rogue's blood she could regain most of what she lost...feel again, different things that humans aren't always so ready to feel.*
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2006 4:36 pm
"No. I cannot, and you know that as well as I." Lydia replied, snuffing out the flame. "There is a one in two chance of me dying. I would also loose my powers."
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2006 4:42 pm
"It is indeed your loss then, cheri."
*She took a drag and looked at Lydia.*
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2006 4:43 pm
"What is a cheri?" she asked, meeting Rogue's stare. "And you never answered my question. Why try to kill me after expending energy to give me that dream?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2006 4:45 pm
Lost and walking aimlessly through central park, Moger wondered to himself on how big this park actually was. Quote: *Rogue broke through the barrier that had her pinned and leaped at Lydia, and before getting to her grabbing a gun, shooting it at very close range to her leg...while flowing through the air..* Moger's head snapped upward as he heard a firearm discharge. He listened for the tell tale sounds of battle and his efforts did not go unrewarded. He did not hear a fight, but rather a conversation. His ears lead him to two figures having what seemed like a heated debate instead of a physical fight. He hide himself from view hoping he had not been spotted. Unfortunately he did not have the best of clothing for camouflage.
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2006 4:46 pm
"You don't deserve to live...you must have desire...and perhaps you do. I know you do. but a life without love...
You might die...but it would not be worse than the pathetic life you live.
Besides, you kill my kind and if I did not try to kill you, it would be treason on my account."
*She smiled a wicked smile and took a drag, leaning against a tree.*
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2006 4:50 pm
"You know I do not enjoy killing, and that my mission is to protect, not slaughter." she replied. "Answer my question, please. If I am too pathetic to live, then just kill me now." Her eyes went back to normal, and she put her necklace back on. "I won't strike back or attempt defend myself. Kill me if you think I do not deserve to live."
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2006 4:55 pm
Quote: "You don't deserve to live...you must have desire...and perhaps you do. I know you do. but a life without love... You might die...but it would not be worse than the pathetic life you live. Besides, you kill my kind and if I did not try to kill you, it would be treason on my account." 'Own kind? Well, she can't be human.' He thought Quote: "You know I do not enjoy killing, and that my mission is to protect, not slaughter. Answer my question, please. If I am too pathetic to live, then just kill me now. I won't strike back or attempt defend myself. Kill me if you think I do not deserve to live." 'Killing yourself because someone thinks ill of you, that has to be the worst excuse I've ever heard.' He thought to himself 'Still, one less person I'll have to deal with. Go for it and make it messy too!' He thought with glee.
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