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Post by Immortality on Apr 9, 2006 11:22:56 GMT -5
A stalwart hessian bugled fragments of emnity, black liquor dancing morbidly in chasms wielding his broken soul portal.
Chassis was thrown around by massive black wings, driving and propelling the quadruped pegasus through the firmanent with ease.
Fulcrums led forked insceries fuse to the blood washed quagmire assertively as he landed, wings draping over the under foliage of this prison even as he folded them.
Scythe jumped off Squall, heels digging into the context without care. She wouldn't taunt the grass she killed like most obsessed demons nor would she cry to it like the more pitiful angels. Scythe was neutral, and could take almost anything. This was one of the reasons both Hell and Heaven provided her the title she wielded.
Cool stare was guided over the circumjacence which was spoked with fallen burly men, prodigous horses laid out beside them. The wasteland was truly hellish in the time of war, and even terra firma's flora was brightened in salty red. Primed frondescent had even been chopped for room, leaving decripit and rotting bark at the scene of death and joining soon. She let a sigh leave her, black hair sweeping across a blood stained attire and wounded self.
She shook her head to herself, speaking under her breath, "If only the low lifes could learn to get along.." She cackled softly in amusement. |
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Post by pixie on Apr 10, 2006 2:27:04 GMT -5
tying her dieef hair back, vains colored her neck. hello she beamed, not kniowing the curse 'pon thr land. smiling at the pair, she watched one breath dark, speaking the words of low life. whats wrong? flipping her fringe, the maiden smiled breifly again, her eeys gazed. her hazle glare shot towards the mjists of the angels-where they dartk or light? or mixed up? i said...whats wrong she lowered her voice, but commaneded her stare.
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Post by Immortality on Apr 10, 2006 17:55:00 GMT -5
The angelic figure morphed her facial facility towards the direction of the onlooker upon her grounds. She shook her head out of ittle dispair, more out of sheer annoyance.
Lips parted to release scripts, "Nothing, and you ask why?" She inquired bitterly. She had a cold mood today, but it often changed depending on the work set before her each day.
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Post by pixie on Apr 11, 2006 1:41:33 GMT -5
the onlooker looked tense, relaxing her muscles she smiled. well, i ask, as you are doing somehting, and it looks like you are trying to kill that poor soul smiling, her flipped fringe enraged. the little voices in her head tlaked to her.
what are you doing?just walk away! nnothing to see here! he said nothing! shaking her head more voices came...shutup! she has a right to knpow whjat ids happening a small grow inverted her lungs did i ask you? hitting he rwrist, she girl focised o the two demons
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Post by Immortality on Apr 11, 2006 19:22:00 GMT -5
The angelic figure glanced back. She wasn't a demon, none of the likes actually. She was simply a more responsible neutral angel. Many mistaked her for a fallen of their kind, but hell no. She was highly loyal to duty, even if some chose to despise her works.
She wasn't trying to kill anything. Oh wait...was this girl trying to save the grass from the angel guardians heels? Scythe did wish more than anything she could draw her blade to this imbecile...just another obsticle in her way...
Scythe sighed, realizing nothing could be completely perfect. Perhaps this girl just didn't get it. She opened her mouth to give the girl a bit of knowledge, "Young you are, 'tis all." She started, then continued, "I am an angel, as you. Simply my duty is a prioroty aside from dreaming my life away. I am Scythe, guardian angel of war." She then recommanded her stance, viewing over the plains of the battle field.
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Post by Aska on Apr 17, 2006 18:32:22 GMT -5
' Gwuardian of war ' a small voice repeated , then a child's laughter rang clearly.
A small cat demon , looking at the age of five , wearing a small blue dress wobbled forward , smiling. Her blue hair was long and tied up in a ponytail , her blonde cat tail waving against the bloodstained grass. She came towards them , quiet but blue eyes alight with wonder.
' Ewwo Sycthey ' she said , looking directly at Scythe with innocent eyes , wide.
Walking up to her , she tripped , falling gracefully on her tail. Tears flooded as her wail rang out clearly. her cats earn where back in defense mode , and she looked hurt.
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Post by Immortality on Apr 17, 2006 18:49:15 GMT -5
Scythe looked to the cat, raising an eyebrow but sighing and offering a hand. Her voice came a bit confused of what to say to the child, but she fiugred the sowrds aspill at risk would do better than anything at the moment, "Um..Are you okay?" She asked.
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Post by Aska on Apr 17, 2006 18:59:29 GMT -5
Sniffling the tiny cat demon held the Angels hand , her own hand cold yet soft and silky.
If was a hand that had never touched evil. Her eyes had never seen evil. Her breath was still alive with Gaia's tender care. She began purring , wiping away the tears , a small smile creasing onto her face.
' Twankyou ' she said said politely , shly brushing a stand of blue hair off her face.
' My nwame is Amena , Scythey ' she said , and wisdom beyond her age fell across her blue eyes. A question wondered simply dangling inside curiosity. Was this cat demon of only five telepathic??
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Post by Immortality on Apr 17, 2006 19:07:23 GMT -5
Scythe smiled weakly and then pulled her up for mthe ground. As she spoke she didn't really know what to say. As she managed a few words, these were mustered, "Umm...anytime Amena." She answered.
Lord, she wished someone would save her from this awkward moment, maybe Bartimaeus, Sin, Epona, Sonata...even Ace would help right about now. She had no idea how kids ticked. She fixed her smile, still silent as she was slightly nervous to say the wrong thing to this girl. What the hell was an angel of bloodbath supposed to say to a five year old? She was no tooth fairie, and definately not a kids person.
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Post by Aska on Apr 17, 2006 19:17:56 GMT -5
The childs face darkened. ' Why are wou so swad?' she said , tilting her head to the side.
Her smiled again , giving a tiny hiccup. She giggled , then straightened up. ' Who are woo looking fwor?'
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Post by Immortality on Apr 17, 2006 19:23:11 GMT -5
"No-one." She lied. "Maybe you should be getting back to your mother..." She said suggestively.
((Muse is completely drained...))
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Post by Aska on Apr 17, 2006 19:40:05 GMT -5
' Dwon't know where mwommy is Scythey' she said , looking sad and crestfallen.
She wiped a strand of blue hair out of her pale facial skin , and smiled.
' Can woo hwel me fwind her?'
OOC: same
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Post by ♥: Angelic :♥ on Apr 17, 2006 19:40:14 GMT -5
ooc:soz, Pixie is busy, so post without her i guess....
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Post by Immortality on Apr 17, 2006 19:44:26 GMT -5
"Well, who is she?" She asked, eyes glinting in question.
((Multitasking. Will have muse in fight post))
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Post by ♥: Angelic :♥ on Apr 17, 2006 19:52:01 GMT -5
ooc:lol, im saving all mi muse for the fight for Amelia gates, and for other random fights.
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Post by pixie on Apr 17, 2006 20:33:28 GMT -5
huh? she mumbled, faking a smile., grasping onto her plaited dress, the girl swung her hair bak. me helpy too pleews she coughed, now acted like a 5 yera old ill be bck she grumbled, now in a teeng=age manner. smiling to Amean she patted the child's back in search for help...
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