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Chijiresusu, Demon and Nikira
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Date Posted: 11:00:01 12/07/02 Sat
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Brechin, Nightfall, and Gallia
's message, "[.The. Murders. Toll. At. Midnight.]" on 18:18:04 11/29/02 Fri
Chijiresusu watched with mild amusement as the two obviously worthless souls were executioned. Her calm, assured amusement remained until Brechin called Nikira. Immediately she rose to her paws, dial lowered and ivors bared. Her hackles rose quickly into a crazy arch down her spine, and a low growl emits, its' meaning clear-should Nikira be harmed seriously, there would be trouble. She relaxed a little, warning finished, and she nudged the trembling Nikira forward roughtly, knowing full well that Brechin had been ordered to 'toughen' Nikira up. She also knew that Brechin was taking a chance, having two strong varg in his presence whilst trying to train the runt sibling. Chijiresusu would not get involved, no, at least not unless Nikira was in the gravest of danger. She said nothing, but her gaze rested upon Brechin, unflinching.
Demon smirked, glee fully readable upon his features. The swirling red swirled a bit faster behind his orbs, though it was controlled. He only lost control when the lovely crimson caressed his tongue. His dial cocked to the side, grin widening. Now was the time for Nikira to stop being a weakling and to show what she was capable of. Demon himself knew that every varg was tough underneath their weak exterior, once they were scratched deep enough. He remained where he was, orbs shifting to Nikira for a moment before locking on Brechin.
Nikira nearly lost her balance when she heard her name, frame almost tumbling into the bloody slush below. She trembled, frame lowering to the ground, orbs diverted, as she crawled toward him at Chijiresusus' nudge, auds flat against her skull in submission. A low whimper threatened to fill the air, though she swallowed it skillfully, pausing before Brechin to glance up. She lifted her frame from the ground a bit, but only to get away from the bloody, mangled bodies of Gallia and Nightfall. She didn't move, though her maw parted to speak a single word, her sweet, high voice reaching Brechins' auds.
"...yes?"
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