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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 2:57 am
She let off a low and deep growl to Dibbie, she sounded more demonic than usual. But darkness surrounded her like a barrier but something more was going on under it.
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 3:00 am
As dibbie hid the nose he did nothign but keep moving. Raven knew he was not real and just be made once again, so there was no fear when it came to this task. HE had it to her and looked her over. shacking his head he stared to get to work.
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 3:00 am
(Ni ni, I need sleep, *hugs* Had fun you two!)
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 3:02 am
(( OOC: On that note im out as well im sorry to say the sleepyness just hit me and well It calls fast. but, it was fun ))
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 3:10 am
{~ Sleep is for the weak. I'm using my weekend to the fullest and staying up. Oh and Fox, she's in a barrier. No one can get in not even Dibbie. ~}
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 8:04 am
Wolf looked around at the blood, took out a small robot from his pocket, and pressed a button on it's back. It jumped to the floor, looking like a silver crab, and went to wherever blood was spilt at. The robot's arms turned to cleaning equipment and started cleaning the blood off. Wolf guessed that Crow punished someone there. He wondered who made Crow angry. Being the only one in the dungeon at the moment, he figured he'd clean up to please Crow, hoping that he cools her anger so he doesn't have her take it out on him. The last thing he wanted was his Mistress angry.
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 10:40 am
Fox walks in to the main room after sleeping wiht his mother the night before. Seeing the little bunny like thing hopping around he giggled for a moment then looking over at Raven, Her shield stooped Dibbie but this was not skin off of his back. He was going to do what Crow said but she would not let him. So he could do nothing about it. After a moment of this scan of the room he headed over to the thrown propping him self on the arm of the thrown with his legs dangling there, still with the tingeling feeling washing over them but he waited like always with his tail taping agents the side of the chair
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 1:35 pm
Fox was going to relax in the bar for a moment get some food and see what the rest of the world was doing. SO he hoped up and walked to the door and leaveing.
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 5:26 pm
Fox comes back in from the bar. Lot of good that did! He seemed even more earotated then when he left to get some rest in the bar. " God, people need to leave me be some times." He said to him self as he sat on his little bed lieing down behind her thrown. Once he sat down he popped open the stone that eh has dug out so he would have a place to put his books and miny other things that eh did not want to get messed up. taking out a big red book he started to read taking notes from time to time.
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2007 8:49 am
After some time of his siting there wasting his time with the lore of the Blood Angels. He desided to look in to more of the caotic relm of writings. He read of something as he was skiming thew the Blood Angels codex about a god. Somethign along the lines of a light that they worshoped, but that was the light he was a creatcher of the darkness now. Then there was, the gard. As they where known as, but there tittel was Imperal Gard. Thes flesh bags where nothing more then the meat sheald for the more powerfull trops, but they where never told that. As he keped reading on book after book he found that most of them where taken by slonessh as they defended agenst his caotic leagon long ago. This intreged Fox, he knew of his mother ties to this god and had seen this man miny of times, if you could call him a man that is. As he read on he lurned a bout a key that was somthing of a magic artofact that was lost. Finding a pictcher of this key was imposabul with his cerent resorses, but he was determind now. Maybe with this he would be in the ranks as well with Crow, who knew, but he was going to have fun with this little guest, but where to look was a difrent story. This is something he was thinking of talking to his mother about but not a word to Yawgmoth knowing how mouch he hated Crow's god and haveing him liveing with him sometimes would not be a good thing for this boy to do. Like alwase he was not stuped just proud.So there his day spent looking of the books he had tucken from the guild libary about this topic. " Oh my god.' He spock in a studering voice as he was still intraled with his findings.
((OOc: Yes, this is real lore about your god Crow. So I did not make this up I just wanted to play around wiith my knoleg. ))
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2007 9:00 pm
The barrier died down, Raven's red eyes were back to yellow and she softly whispered in the wind. "I love you Mistress.." Scared on her stomach of Crow's heels were shown and on her back one big slash mark, her clothes were restored to what they were and her tongue though, was forked. It couldn't heal right with the eternal bleeding inside so it had to become a forked tongue just like a snakes tongue. The C on her chest softly burning, as long as that C was there, all wounds were turned into scars. She got up and walked to the bathroom to wash the blood off herself.
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2007 9:18 pm
Fox shuts his book and looked to the wall that the fount door is on and smiles " There is something wrong . " He said to him self and started to walk off to the bar .
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2007 10:27 pm
Fox comes back in a sits on his bed reading his book again.
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2007 10:29 pm
She curled up on Crow's bed purring softly. Slowly drifting to a light sleep.
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 1:33 pm
The heavy door swung open as fox stepped in tot he doorway. His hands slid in to his pockets and his right foot stepped in first as he headed off to the thrown looking at the man hanging there and smiled at him. After that he retched his bed and popped the stone that he hallowed out for his books and looked for the one that he was reading.
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