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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 11:15 am
Trygon TBD Mistress Crow Darkstride Her eyes followed Ali's arm to his neck then to the direction Trygon's voice had come from. She struggled to gain composer. "Yes Trygon? I am in my bed chamber." He paces in, and nods briefly to Aliator, before smiling to Crow. "How are you, love...?" " Just a little thirsty." She smirks. " Where have you been?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 11:20 am
Mistress Crow Darkstride Trygon TBD Mistress Crow Darkstride Her eyes followed Ali's arm to his neck then to the direction Trygon's voice had come from. She struggled to gain composer. "Yes Trygon? I am in my bed chamber." He paces in, and nods briefly to Aliator, before smiling to Crow. "How are you, love...?" " Just a little thirsty." She smirks. " Where have you been?""Out and about... Watching Fafnir, most recently." He paces up to her bed, and sits, shifting to human form and pulling his hair to one side. He smiles faintly, glad he can be useful for something. "Thirsty, mm? P'raps I can help?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 11:27 am
Trygon TBD Mistress Crow Darkstride Trygon TBD Mistress Crow Darkstride Her eyes followed Ali's arm to his neck then to the direction Trygon's voice had come from. She struggled to gain composer. "Yes Trygon? I am in my bed chamber." He paces in, and nods briefly to Aliator, before smiling to Crow. "How are you, love...?" " Just a little thirsty." She smirks. " Where have you been?""Out and about... Watching Fafnir, most recently." He paces up to her bed, and sits, shifting to human form and pulling his hair to one side. He smiles faintly, glad he can be useful for something. "Thirsty, mm? P'raps I can help?" She smiles softly, knowing that this was what she had wanted from the moment he walked in. She had read her friend Ali's thoughts and a night on the couch was not what she wanted for her apple pie maker. "Well, if you insist."
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 11:29 am
Mistress Crow Darkstride Trygon TBD Mistress Crow Darkstride Trygon TBD Mistress Crow Darkstride Her eyes followed Ali's arm to his neck then to the direction Trygon's voice had come from. She struggled to gain composer. "Yes Trygon? I am in my bed chamber." He paces in, and nods briefly to Aliator, before smiling to Crow. "How are you, love...?" " Just a little thirsty." She smirks. " Where have you been?""Out and about... Watching Fafnir, most recently." He paces up to her bed, and sits, shifting to human form and pulling his hair to one side. He smiles faintly, glad he can be useful for something. "Thirsty, mm? P'raps I can help?" She smiles softly, knowing that this was what she had wanted from the moment he walked in. She had read her friend Ali's thoughts and a night on the couch was not what she wanted for her apple pie maker. "Well, if you insist." "Mm-hm." He smiles softly, and tilts his head away from her, exposing more flesh.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 11:32 am
*The smile he had earlier slowly creeps across his lips as he rose to his feet and walked out into the dinneing area, Giveing them some privacy. One of the chairs slid out from the table as he walked up next to it, leening backwards once he's satt himself down and placed his right leg up ontop of his left knee*
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 11:37 am
Trygon TBD Mistress Crow Darkstride Trygon TBD Mistress Crow Darkstride Trygon TBD Mistress Crow Darkstride Her eyes followed Ali's arm to his neck then to the direction Trygon's voice had come from. She struggled to gain composer. "Yes Trygon? I am in my bed chamber." He paces in, and nods briefly to Aliator, before smiling to Crow. "How are you, love...?" " Just a little thirsty." She smirks. " Where have you been?""Out and about... Watching Fafnir, most recently." He paces up to her bed, and sits, shifting to human form and pulling his hair to one side. He smiles faintly, glad he can be useful for something. "Thirsty, mm? P'raps I can help?" She smiles softly, knowing that this was what she had wanted from the moment he walked in. She had read her friend Ali's thoughts and a night on the couch was not what she wanted for her apple pie maker. "Well, if you insist." "Mm-hm." He smiles softly, and tilts his head away from her, exposing more flesh. She rose up slowly, her fangs ready, she had been hungery far to long. The price she paid for the pain. She closed her eyes as she sank them in. A soft moan escapes her thraot as she holds onto him loosely.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 11:39 am
Mistress Crow Darkstride Trygon TBD Mistress Crow Darkstride Trygon TBD Mistress Crow Darkstride " Just a little thirsty." She smirks. " Where have you been?" "Out and about... Watching Fafnir, most recently." He paces up to her bed, and sits, shifting to human form and pulling his hair to one side. He smiles faintly, glad he can be useful for something. "Thirsty, mm? P'raps I can help?" She smiles softly, knowing that this was what she had wanted from the moment he walked in. She had read her friend Ali's thoughts and a night on the couch was not what she wanted for her apple pie maker. "Well, if you insist." "Mm-hm." He smiles softly, and tilts his head away from her, exposing more flesh. She rose up slowly, her fangs ready, she had been hungery far to long. The price she paid for the pain. She closed her eyes as she sank them in. A soft moan escapes her thraot as she holds onto him loosely.He growls quietly, and draws his nails down her side, leaving thin red lines in their wake.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 11:39 am
A shade like substance drips from the ceiling near Aliator. Bubbling up and taking a solid shape. The form of Yawgmoth who respected Crow and Trygon's more private moment enough to keep a distance for a time. His thoughts turned back to the suddenly returned Malachi as he tilted his head watching the two of them with his arms across his chest.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 11:45 am
Trygon TBD Mistress Crow Darkstride Trygon TBD Mistress Crow Darkstride Trygon TBD Mistress Crow Darkstride " Just a little thirsty." She smirks. " Where have you been?" "Out and about... Watching Fafnir, most recently." He paces up to her bed, and sits, shifting to human form and pulling his hair to one side. He smiles faintly, glad he can be useful for something. "Thirsty, mm? P'raps I can help?" She smiles softly, knowing that this was what she had wanted from the moment he walked in. She had read her friend Ali's thoughts and a night on the couch was not what she wanted for her apple pie maker. "Well, if you insist." "Mm-hm." He smiles softly, and tilts his head away from her, exposing more flesh. She rose up slowly, her fangs ready, she had been hungery far to long. The price she paid for the pain. She closed her eyes as she sank them in. A soft moan escapes her thraot as she holds onto him loosely.He growls quietly, and draws his nails down her side, leaving thin red lines in their wake. Her grip on him as her strength grew a bit. She wasnted more. Needed more but drew back. "That will do until I can get more, Thank you."
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 11:46 am
Lord Yawgmoth A shade like substance drips from the ceiling near Aliator. Bubbling up and taking a solid shape. The form of Yawgmoth who respected Crow and Trygon's more private moment enough to keep a distance for a time. His thoughts turned back to the suddenly returned Malachi as he tilted his head watching the two of them with his arms across his chest. *His eyes slowly peeks up at him there he sits for a brief second before looking back up at the cealing. Yawg had an anxious look in his eyes, wouldn't be difficult to guess what it was about either. For Ali however, things were nothing but a dance on roses even with the knowledge that Mal would most likely annihilate him within a second should they get a chance to fight. If he managed to connect a punch on Mal, it would be a grand accomplishment for him.*
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 11:49 am
Mistress Crow Darkstride Trygon TBD Mistress Crow Darkstride Trygon TBD Mistress Crow Darkstride She smiles softly, knowing that this was what she had wanted from the moment he walked in. She had read her friend Ali's thoughts and a night on the couch was not what she wanted for her apple pie maker. "Well, if you insist." "Mm-hm." He smiles softly, and tilts his head away from her, exposing more flesh. She rose up slowly, her fangs ready, she had been hungery far to long. The price she paid for the pain. She closed her eyes as she sank them in. A soft moan escapes her thraot as she holds onto him loosely.He growls quietly, and draws his nails down her side, leaving thin red lines in their wake. Her grip on him as her strength grew a bit. She wasnted more. Needed more but drew back. "That will do until I can get more, Thank you."He smiles and nods, pressing his hand to his neck to staunch the bloodflow. "I'll return to my roost... Wake me when you want more." He walks out to the main room, and quickly scales the corner, taking dragonform as he does, before sinking his talons into the maimed section of roof he had claimed and falling asleep to let his body recover.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 11:50 am
(Fella's I have a Killer headache, I need some rest, *hugs*)
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 2:15 pm
walks down a dark hall way to a door he reaches his hand out and knocks 'god this place scare the s**t out of me ' waits to be let in or told to go away
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 2:25 pm
"i wonder if this is a good idea this plce scare the dead s**t out of me so maybe the person or people who live here too are like that man i need help findinf good places to meet people without worrying about having them kick my a**"walks away but leave a note to who ever i like to say hi and hope to me you if you like to meet me i'll be in the place with all the snow
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2005 4:33 am
She laughs as she reads the note ant throws it in the fire. "Crow goes to no one."
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