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Post by Thalron on Apr 8, 2004 19:15:52 GMT -5
The dragon lowers its head and a red glow faulters for a moment around him before spreading like some sort of fog vanishing almost as fast as it appeared but as it does a sizzling noise under the masked man reveals a pentagram as the snow burns away from underneath him the barrier however was weak and would most likely only hold him for afew seconds "I have to admit she's not my type but I have to try..." He says sounding like he's almost joking
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Post by Belladandy on Apr 8, 2004 19:21:30 GMT -5
Taking avantage of the mask man's distraction Leela bolted. She would of thanked the blue dragon but her fear took over her manners. But one thought did cross her mind:
Not my type...?
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Post by Xenon on Apr 8, 2004 19:25:06 GMT -5
He screams, breaking free and chasing her, freezing her to the spot she stands. The ice is thick, and in a mere instand he is holding her neck again, not loosening the ice around her feet.
He releases his grip on her neck and takes her face in a hand, freezing her in place and reaches up. The blades withdraw into his hands and he pushes up the mask, revieling a handsome blue-skinned man. One of his eyes is dark brown and the other is a light milky blue. A scar runs over this blue eye, and he is obviously blind in that eye. "Forgive me" both of his voices say as he pulls his face towards her. Then he places his mouth over her own in a kiss that begins to suck the life out of her.
((eeeh she'll be easy to bring back, he didn't mess with her soul. -.-))
((wow I'm slow today. o.o; ))
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Post by Belladandy on Apr 8, 2004 19:29:39 GMT -5
(((WOW!!! Being killed is fun! And yep kill me I got spares. Go to the back We Need another Leela!)))
"Ohh...boog..ers." Was Leela's last words before she fainted.
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Post by Xenon on Apr 8, 2004 19:34:22 GMT -5
((XD thanks for being such a good sport about all of this, most people freak when I have my chars kill them.))
He pulls away from the now lifeless creature, letting her body fall to the ground. He watches for a moment, then draws the mask down again.
"So, dragon, you know what I am."
can't save you couldn't save her won't help anyone. i am me and you are you wandering always wandering never finding rest i will hunt until winter dies.
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Post by Thalron on Apr 8, 2004 19:34:47 GMT -5
He winces as he watches him attack her but knows he would probably just make it worse in the long run but he moves towards them quickly but not nearly as fast before as he seems to also be limping slightly I can't risk banishing him now especially since she is so close... Stupid healing spells.. he thinks to himself then asnwers "I know what two thirds of you are... more or less"
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Post by Xenon on Apr 8, 2004 19:35:46 GMT -5
The man steps back from her body. "Do as you will." i won't stop you from doing as you so want to do go ahead.
"Heh. Then the last third should be obvious.. Maybe I'll tell you. More likely, I won't."
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Post by Thalron on Apr 8, 2004 19:42:28 GMT -5
Upon reaching the dead/frozen dragon he reaches out and taps it sending the body back to his lair to be ressurected later... I hope it defrosts by the time I get there... he thinks to himself then blinks astonished at himself that he didn't seem to be angry about it "*** ancestors..." he growls before turning back to the figure "I'm guessing human is the last? or something similar to that." he says with a shrug
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Post by Xenon on Apr 8, 2004 19:44:50 GMT -5
bin-go. you win the prize and the prize is life.
The man tilts his head to the side at an odd angle, his breathing through the mask very audible. Its steady rasping is the only sound as he watches the big dragon, or at least seems to. Clearly he is thinking, and thinking deeply.
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Post by Belladandy on Apr 8, 2004 19:45:31 GMT -5
((Well I'm out of the RP for a while (must get off the net). Gross! I was smooched to death ;D ))
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Post by Xenon on Apr 8, 2004 19:47:40 GMT -5
((bu-ha-ha. XD feel free to join in again when you want.))
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Post by Thalron on Apr 8, 2004 19:54:59 GMT -5
He shakes sending snowflakes flying away from him... He still seems a rather light blue with splotches of white although it probably was not his original color "Heh I look more like a winter dragon than a lightning one..." he tries to rub off some of the whiteness but fails and gives up and looks at the masked man trying to decide wether he should try to kill him or not... He got the feeling he shouldn't but wanted to feel like he should...
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Post by Xenon on Apr 8, 2004 19:59:11 GMT -5
The man walks over to him. "I have nothing against you, not any longer. You see, the hunger was driving me mad." hungreeyhungreeyhungreeyhungreeyhungreeyhungreeyhungreeyhungreeyhungreeyhungreey.
The mask turns up towards the dragon. "That you do. Almost like my 'father'.."
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Post by Thalron on Apr 8, 2004 20:04:19 GMT -5
He holds out a large clawed hand to the masked man "My name is Thalron... If you were interested in knowing it," he pauses wondering which one of them would get hurt more if they shook hands when his katars were still extended....
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Post by Xenon on Apr 8, 2004 20:07:45 GMT -5
"...Susurrus-endal Gaara." Obviously, this isn't his real name. He reaches out, katars withdrawn and reaches over to the big dragon. Then, without warning, he rips a scale off and dashes to a nearby tree, immediately scaling up it.
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