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 Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2005 5:18 pm
Her eyes follow his every movement, wiggling her toes once more before grabbing a hold of the backrest and seating herself there, watching him. "Oh come now. My feet dont smell....that bad." She laughs a little and tilts her head again extending an arm for a shake. "Hello! Im Alanna you might be my fine furred freind?" She asks with a curious grin.
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2005 5:18 pm
"Ahh the sweet smell of boredom" Said a deviously deep voice in a very sarcastic mannerism. "More like...the putrid stench of boredom reeks in this vile enclosure as though it were a prison keeping us here...how droll indeed." From the darkness came the source of the voice. A great tall man with smooth tan skin. Huge buldging muscles that were almost at a ridiculous size pushing against his soft fabriced shirt and pants. Shiny black boots adorned his feet and atop his head the hair with fire red color. His eyes gleamed in the darkness with an eerie crimson light. Gazing around the room with those eyes he scoffed to himself at the lack of entertainment.
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2005 5:21 pm
The Lord's presence came clear to her but she kept her attention to the one before her. She turned her head to the old aquantince nodding in her usual welcome fashion to him. "Long time no see."
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2005 5:22 pm
Curelara Her eyes follow his every movement, wiggling her toes once more before grabbing a hold of the backrest and seating herself there, watching him. "Oh come now. My feet dont smell....that bad." She laughs a little and tilts her head again extending an arm for a shake. "Hello! Im Alanna you might be my fine furred freind?" She asks with a curious grin. I start towards her again, my hackles lowering slightly, but then i hear a new voice. I whip around, and stare at a rather large draconic figure. "Warw warw warw warw warw warw warw warw warw warw warw warw warw warw warw warw warw !"
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2005 5:24 pm
Lord Yawgmoth nodded to Alanna an acknowledgement of her greeting. He wasn't much for anymore words at this point in time and stood back with a bored look on his handsome face. Leaning back against the wall he listed to the wolf thing repeat the same sound over and over at something. He arched his eyebrow. Perhaps things would get a little more interesting soon. Or maybe he would stand in boredom again.
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2005 5:29 pm
Nex Angelus Rex Curelara Her eyes follow his every movement, wiggling her toes once more before grabbing a hold of the backrest and seating herself there, watching him. "Oh come now. My feet dont smell....that bad." She laughs a little and tilts her head again extending an arm for a shake. "Hello! Im Alanna you might be my fine furred freind?" She asks with a curious grin. I start towards her again, my hackles lowering slightly, but then i hear a new voice. I whip around, and stare at a rather large draconic figure. "Warw warw warw warw warw warw warw warw warw warw warw warw warw warw warw warw warw !"
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2005 5:32 pm
(nope you spelled it just fine. its not so hard. Yawg and then moth like the bug heh)
The great emperor moved silently and resided himself on a couch within the shadows that he stayed. Closing his crimson colored eyes all lights and signs of him faded though he remained in the room just listening and feeling.
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2005 5:37 pm
((Hehe...yawg kinda reminds me of a frog saying. YAAAAAWG. heh..sorry.))
Her hair slid off her shoulders tilting her head in a different direction. Entertainment this one seeks? She has alot of stories and things to keep people entertained but she thought first to make aquantice with this new fellow. "Can you speak anything else besides wolf?" She asks trying not to make it sound like an insult.
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2005 5:59 pm
She sighs at his dissapearence retreating to this couch and sitting quitly, wondering where Yawgmoth is concealed. Somewhere perhaps in a shadow or at the bar. Where ever he was she tucked a peice of lost hair behind an ear tilting her head back speaking into the air. "Want a duck?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2005 6:15 pm
Her eye's wandered about the room stopping on the fire that was blazing in the fireplace. The flames dance was mirrored in her green-amber eyes. Studying every curve and lick of the flames as they rose creating smoke, venting out through the chimmny. Her question was never answered but she wasnt surprised that someone like Yawgmoth would even play along with whatever scheme she had filling her head. Instead she kicked off her other shoe letting her toes free to wiggle in the warm air, stretching her back out holding herself up with slinging both arms over the backrest.
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2005 6:28 pm
She slips off into sleep slowly fading away from the room knowing as soon as she leaves someone will appear. But thats what tomorow is for right?
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2005 9:55 pm
He was leaning up against the bar counter and had his arms crossed still dressed in his usual manner with his trench coat and t-shirt and all the other various things he wore on him, along with the earring with the pheonix feather attached to it "I see that your dressed in your usual high style fashion yawgmoth, what's the occassion?" he was rather rude and direct but he wasn't scared of anyone anymore anyways he saw death as the only thing to fear and if he was going to die there was no way he was going to stop it anyways.
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2005 10:21 pm
Curelara ((Hehe...yawg kinda reminds me of a frog saying. YAAAAAWG. heh..sorry.))
Her hair slid off her shoulders tilting her head in a different direction. Entertainment this one seeks? She has alot of stories and things to keep people entertained but she thought first to make aquantice with this new fellow. "Can you speak anything else besides wolf?" She asks trying not to make it sound like an insult. ((Well...no. My character has three shapes. Human...semi wolf...and full wolf. He is in his fully wolven form now. He cannot speak, understand speach very well. But he is almost as strong as his semi form. But far, far more dangerous.))
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2005 10:32 pm
*she reappeared in the dark corner she once was in, listening carefully to see if anyone was there*
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2005 10:59 pm
He sighed from his counter and sipped from his cup again, his long sword across his back loosely with the 6" blade and the 1" hilt much like sephiroths except pheonix's was red and a crimson sheath with a blade. he looked around waiting for some interesting company to come by.
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