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Subject: -[Fear]- Author: Fyeren [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 01:09:35 01/16/03 Thu In reply to: :Skepei: 's message, "::And Darkness Shall:: (this one!!!)" on 16:09:58 01/15/03 Wed Fear writhed under his skin like a living thing and emanated from him in waves. Despite this, he was defiant to the end. His fangs were bared once more, a sibilant hiss echoing in the chamber. He could not hurt his mother though, that was the crux of it all. And so all he could do was seethe in rage as he was caught in the grips of her talons. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: *Breathe Chaos. Breathe Death* Author: Catastrafy [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 16:33:17 01/16/03 Thu (i wuz confuzzled for a minute, there. Make sure u don't power play Gena) *Horror struck her face as if it was taking her life itself. But she had to bear it. Only in short spurts could she shuffle her way to better seeing, as her son had been snatched out of view, now totally under her vision range. And such pain did her joints and muscles, bones and all....scream! Such pain. But endure it she would, but for how much longer, she wasn't certain. The red could hear Skepei's spits of threat and trade and cursed beneath her chilled breath that she would fail to try and do anything. She could no longer steal small moments back in the control booth. Too weak. It was Skepei from here on out, unless something was done. She feared othing would be. Lips quivered. Mass shuddered. Damned cursed again. She could do nothing....* [ Post a Reply to This Message ]