|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 9:22 pm
Storm sighed.
"'Silly little boys, playing with their silly little toys, thinking they are winning their silly little wars.' If there is one thing you can always trust a betrayer to do is to betray and to survive."
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Feb 18, 2008 12:30 pm
Kibo: And of those two, without the charity of me, you'd have met only one of those requirements.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Feb 18, 2008 1:24 pm
Storm smiled indulgently.
"You think too much of yourself, mister Kibo. Betrayers have a way of finding someone to betray."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2008 10:33 am
Kibo: And you've picked the perfect person to betray. For you are looking the person you betrayed in the face, and yet are still alive.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2008 1:37 pm
Storm bowed.
"It takes an art, duckie."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2008 6:29 pm
Kibo: And even then, you continue to press the limit of my patience, love.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2008 7:01 pm
Storm took a dancing stride forward, smiling slightly. She slide her arms around Kibo's waist, and tilted her face up as if to kiss.
"You say that like it is a bad thing."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2008 5:31 pm
Kibo: It is.
He snapped his fingers, and the blade that he had jerked into Storm's stomach exploded, riddling the inside of her body with destructive shrapnel.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2008 4:51 am
Storm took a trembling step backwards, propelled more by the force, then by her own will. She had the most comical look on her face...or would have, if her entrails hadn't been flashing what shouldn't be seen.
"Ow..."
Storm fell and lay very, very still.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 6:24 pm
Kibo held out his hand, and a large bouquet of tulips appeared in his hand. He threw it down onto Storm's form, and smirked.
Kibo: Now let's see if you can raise yourself without my mercy.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 9:14 pm
"If she dies, my spirits are going to rip you apart" auron says, coughing and looking down at his stomach as it slowly starts to bleed "damn" he says, falling forward onto the deck
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Feb 28, 2008 6:47 pm
Kibo: Your spirits can't fight my demons, Auron. Just sleep now.
He held out his hand, and Suron's wound patched up.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Feb 28, 2008 7:16 pm
auron looks down at his stomach and sighs as he stands and dusts himself off "you do realize if she dies I die, right?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Feb 29, 2008 2:56 pm
Kibo: Well then thank you. From that, I know that she's not dead.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Mar 01, 2008 1:18 pm
As if the drow was coherent enough to understand the line of converstation, Storm stired feebly, hands clutching at her open stomach. The sharp stench of shitte alerted the other two men to the fact that her intestines were puntured. And likely in multipul places.
"O...oh go...gods..."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
