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Date Posted: 17:22:13 06/25/03 Wed
Author: Demonic
Subject: *Demonic*
In reply to: Cloaked in Darkness 's message, "||^||As Blood Spills From The Sky||^||" on 14:28:17 06/25/03 Wed

*Eyes tear through the murky night, as the marked stallion is watched. A mare, cloaked in pitch and crimson, beautiful in pelt's forbidden hues, stood in silence and for the most part, clandestinely. But revealing herself was no problem, as curiousity got the better of her. Not that there was much else to focus her total attention upon.*

*A slim, piquant smirk turns her lips, adding definition to her dark visage. In pondering, she wondered what had this stallion so flustered. She could almost taste the turmoil of his mind. Mind's like that always interested her, yet they never drew her to be nosy. A last glance to the mascul, ocules for a brief instant laced in a fire's fury, and then that was that.*

*Dial precipitated once more, muzzle brushed by the hard, seldom tender foliage that she delved through. Mane also slipped forth and hung like a tattered cloak, silk quality enchanting the moon's rays, and veiling her visage from further view.*


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[> [> ||^||As Blood Spills From The Sky||^|| -- Cloaked in Darkness, 18:11:45 06/25/03 Wed

Brute swings his head about, sensing a presence near. One that had been watching. It was difficult to pinpoint her, but she was soon found. Demon Cry. He knew little about her besides her name. And he had quickly found that within her own mind.

The demon's head cocked to the side, raven and navy tresses tangling amongst themselves to present a dishelved look. He shifted slightly on his front hooves, his ebon coat seeming to turn blood red and then black again. He watched her closely, regarding her lithe form with slight interest...


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[> [> [> *Demonic* -- Demon Cry, 21:05:27 06/25/03 Wed

*The food hunt took a sudden haitus, as crania was snapped to another direction, pinions perked. A lone orb glowed, tipped by some spilled moonlight that mated supremely with the pitch hell her pools had so gracefully become over time. But it was the sudden sprig of attention that she had atracted that brought a halt to her belly's satiation. For it had not been her orginal intent to be noticed, only to acknowlege another's existence and manner, then silently analyze. Then again, she had told herself she wouldn't care if her hiding was abolished. It was the prying brought her into alert*

*Many problems this dame had encountered with mind searching. And many dislikes for it had been formed, unless it was being utilized for valiant purposes....like conquering Lights or some sort. But a name? She could feel the copy of her identity being lifted from the occult dungeon of her mind. It almost brought a smirk to her fine labrums. A mouth. Tongue. Vocal ability. Intelligence. She was positive this stallion was master of all these things. He looked normal, quite interesting actually. But it was totally up to him, and his slight interest. Her mind was now closed for business, and ears wide open.*

*The sleek fatale turned from his developing view, journey a bit further into the night, silhouette probably the most seen of her now. Instruments of flight rested again, melting into her fine flank, and snout went back to the weak grasses. Attention seemed to be pulled from it, yet it would not be. The demoness intended on talking to this brute. With this newly acquired position, she would have to know most in this territory. Yet, beyond this, this stallion was a curious character. The curious always sparked her curiosity. Curiousity always got the better of her.*


(i'm just in a writing mood tonigh! ;p)


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[> [> [> [> ^All that is gold does not glitter^ -- ^Pirate's Treasure^, 07:19:42 06/26/03 Thu

^The young Amazon nudged her friend from behind, being in the mischevious mood she was in. She trotted by her, grinning before nodding to Dark^

^It's good to see you again, Dark. It's been awhile.^

^The thunder overhead had lessened, yet still brewed overhead. The weather here must be affected by the evil stewing within. No wonder that thunder was threatening to split the earth in two at the moment^


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[> [> [> [> [> ||^||As The Blood Spills From The Sky||^|| -- Cloaked in Darkness, 10:22:21 06/26/03 Thu

The brute starts slightly, his focus so intent on the one dubbed Demon Cry. He turns pupiless white optics towards Pirate's voice, a respectful bow following.

||^|| Mistress...it has been some time. You are doing well I surmize? ||^||

The demon awaits her answer, gaze steady on her lovely form, but his mind aware of the others presence.


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[> [> [> [> [> [> *Demonic* -- Demon Cry, 12:45:53 06/26/03 Thu

*In an instant the Lady's neck brought up it's anatomical cargo, gazers focusing on the producer of the nudge. A smirk took a quick position as she saw Pirate near. In respect that was innate in the vix, she angled herself toward the other femme, brow bending tward the earth.*

'Ello Pirate...good to see you.

*That was all she would say for now, since Pirate had just questioned the stallion, as well as recieved an answer. So wordlessly she remained attentive. Eyes flickering between the two as her mind began to remind her of things of the past, and slowly the demoness began to recall morsels of recollections of this stallion. Yet another smirk adds to her comely features, but it would probably go unnoticed since her mane was again obstructing views. This Dark brute wasn't as unfamiliar as she had initially supposed, yet he was still a stranger. A curious stranger. Orbs lingered on his structuring moments more, before they danced away, on to tease and seduce the shadows of the night*


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