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Posted: Tue Oct 29, 2013 9:50 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 29, 2013 10:03 pm
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Nyx Queen of Darkness Crew
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Posted: Tue Oct 29, 2013 10:19 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 29, 2013 10:29 pm
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Nyx Queen of Darkness Crew
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Posted: Wed Jan 15, 2014 2:23 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 15, 2014 2:31 pm
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Nyx Queen of Darkness Crew
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Posted: Thu Jan 16, 2014 1:29 am
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Posted: Sun Jan 19, 2014 5:05 pm
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Nyx Queen of Darkness Crew
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Posted: Thu Jan 23, 2014 10:57 am
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She was looking at him strangely. The look seemed off, but again he couldn't place. Despite her appearances, the hunter in him tensed in preparation. He studied her, the fine lines of her body. She was not weak, she had at least some muscles.
Around her neck hung some tiny skull, whether it was an actual skull or not remained to be seen. A bat clinged to her back, her tail was short almost looking docked. But her eyes were the strangest blue--bright and disconcerting as winter snows. Her hair hung about her in a soft feminine way, and yet---still something bothered him that he couldn't define.
There was too many gaffes in her appearance, too many things that seemed...off. But should he let on? Or should he play the dangerous game?
He smiled, "Sweetling, why are you out here all alone?
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Posted: Thu Jan 23, 2014 5:29 pm
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Nyx Queen of Darkness Crew
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Posted: Thu Feb 13, 2014 1:48 am
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Posted: Thu Feb 13, 2014 4:04 am
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Nyx Queen of Darkness Crew
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Posted: Fri Feb 14, 2014 12:07 am
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Nyx Queen of Darkness Crew
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Posted: Thu Mar 13, 2014 12:57 pm
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This one, she had fire. He snarled half smiling as he watched her move. She had grace that was sure, but she was raw and dangerous. He could see the hot flashing anger in her eyes. Ever like his father, he knew that that was a weapon he could use against her.
"You can hope, but it's you who'll be cursing my name as you lay dying," he lunged at her again with his teeth bared and his claws stretch out to rend the flesh on her neck and side.
She'd torn open his vest, left giant raking claw marks on him--child's play, just a little bit of flirting. If she lived through this, if the bloodlust didn't kill them both...then maybe...She'd be someone he'd love to fight with again and again, someone who he may be interested in siring some heirs with.
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