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Subject: � Escape is ^|Futile|

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† Nemesis †

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Date Posted: 20:53:14 12/14/04 Tue
In reply to: Moth 's message, "[.flutter.]" on 18:34:19 12/14/04 Tue

� your intimate enemy �
� your intimate injury �
� i plan your destiny �
� your future misery �

Thorns flicker atop regal crown. Movement, however slight, having caught his attention. Slowly the unwavering stare is cast in the direction of the mover. Gaze rakes over a feminine hide. Soft snort released as the warlock watches the belle's every action. Her sleek nape curves as she views the world through a shimmering mirror. Silence envelopes her, drawing him forward.
Glance cast to the heavens, watching the burning fireball as it is seemingly cast to the earth. Shortly to be forgotten as the creatures of the night stir to life. Chill breeze heralds the coming of the darkness, caressing him with silken fingers. Soothing his soul and urging him out into the impending gloom.
Boa lowered in a fluid motion. Matted dreads sway upon a muscled frame. Arrogant stride taken up. Haughty glint within the dark globes as he surveys the harlot, drawing ever closer to she.

[Italic: my thoughts|Bold: my words|Normal: my actions]

� run while you can.... �
� the e n e m y is here �

† Signature: Nemesis
† Duration: 5 years
† Extraction: Arabic
† Brand: Virile
† Stain: Tawny
† Worship: The Devil

† Reign as: Drifter
† Empire: All before me
† Exalt: none
† Created: none
† Dominate: none

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Subject	Author	Date
.[.flutter.].	Moth	01:04:42 12/15/04 Wed
� Escape is ^\|Futile\| -- † Nemesis †, 23:36:45 12/15/04 Wed .[.flutter.]. -- Moth, 02:54:43 12/16/04 Thu � Escape is ^\|Futile\| -- † Nemesis †, 02:37:09 12/17/04 Fri