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Post by Omeras on Jul 31, 2005 20:46:34 GMT -5
Sure go ahead. You loose most of your feelings when you are down here to long
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Post by Desdemona on Aug 1, 2005 19:31:09 GMT -5
"Well when I first met you I thought you to be very crazy but now that i've talked to you you seem to make more sense." She shrugged.
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Post by Omeras on Aug 1, 2005 20:04:49 GMT -5
*he shook his head and laughed * Well i have never heard that before. I do not intent to become friends with people * he suddenly drew his sword and placed it at her neck in less then a split second *
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Post by Desdemona on Aug 1, 2005 22:07:53 GMT -5
She rolled her eyes and drew her daggers before he could even see her move. She knocked the sword away standing up. "Why do mortals even bother?"
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Post by Omeras on Aug 2, 2005 16:07:29 GMT -5
*he laughed * Because we are smarter than you, and your kind. of vampires * he laughed and suddenly swung out his numckes and twirled them around skillfully
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Post by Desdemona on Aug 2, 2005 17:18:36 GMT -5
(isn't it spelled nunchucks? I don't know i just always thought that...) She also laughed and threw two daggers with supernatural strength. One at his right shoulder and one at his left shoulder.
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Post by Omeras on Aug 3, 2005 8:23:05 GMT -5
Omeras jumped to the ground dodging the daggers, then he rolled over and kicked out her legs with incrediable speed, his numchucks bashed across her side twice
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Post by Desdemona on Aug 3, 2005 23:31:01 GMT -5
((you know unless you are a vampire i would be able to best your speed at any given point in time...)) She didn't even wince as the nunchucks hit her. Her vampiric blood taking away any of the stinging that the beating would have given a mortal body. She closed the space between them in seconds pulling out two more daggers. She slashed them across his body multiple times.
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Post by Kraken on Aug 6, 2005 18:12:30 GMT -5
Suddenly, Kraken was there. He was clad in deep crimson robes, with the hood pulled up of course. Two scimitars were thrust through his rope belt. He simply watched for now. Vampire. The former lord of Mordor hissed.
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Post by Desdemona on Aug 6, 2005 21:32:43 GMT -5
She started to turn at the hiss but then took the time to make sure that her adversary wore no wooden spikes or spears. She then turned to face kraken stepping away from Omeras. "Ah hello, and who might you be?"
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Post by Kraken on Aug 7, 2005 3:01:09 GMT -5
Kraken the Bloodfang. He said. Kraken's hood was pulled up, but he flicked his head and it fell from his head. Kraken had slightly shaggy brown hair, and icy, dull blue eyes.
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Post by Desdemona on Aug 7, 2005 20:04:25 GMT -5
"Ah, then welcome to my lowly cavern. What is your business here Kraken?" She spoke with the air of many years knowledge.
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Post by Kraken on Aug 8, 2005 17:42:29 GMT -5
Must I have a reason? Kraken said, it was more of a statement than a question. That was always his response to that question, it had been for nearly two thousand years. Though in his beginning years he would merely grunt and perhaps throw something. Back when he wasn't nearly as refined.
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Post by Desdemona on Aug 8, 2005 19:04:35 GMT -5
"Most people do have reasons for going so far out of their ways. However if you have just come for my hospitality...you will find it slightly lacking." She shrugged.
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Post by Kraken on Aug 8, 2005 23:03:37 GMT -5
You'll find that I have no set way. My home is no longer mine, so I wander about and cause trouble among that bastard's soldiers. Kraken said. By 'that bastard' he meant Garthen.
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