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Subject: mother of demons


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sabra
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Date Posted: 20:50:04 04/18/05 Mon
In reply to: Dommy 's message, "baldy = battle (Stupid comp)" on 17:09:45 04/16/05 Sat
Pausing in her actions as she felt the stuggle taking place in Bri, Sabra growls softly. go figure the woman would come back they always did, true love and the sort, a bunch of rubbish. The feel of something stopping the passing of her blade through flesh enraging and frustrating. he wants to die cant you see! the gap between the mortal world and spiritual nonexistant to her. she her self barely more then a spirit of sorts. knowing now that for the moment the girl had managed to stick around and defy the laws of nature. a hiss is given, her form slowly becoming a bit airier, not quite solid. Do you think I can not see you and you cleverness? I dwell as you do. words for Bri though they faded with the males soft touch.

pools refocusing upon the unthinkable, confusion clearly in her eyes. tenderness not part of her creating not part of her programing. though this did not override the killer nor the fact that she would never allow him to know the name he asked. held still against her will her whole being was focused upon the forbidden caress. his fingers light upon her misty features seeming to find no surface as they glided over what was once solid, her attempts to escape his touch stopped by the freezing of time. pools widening slightly and breath slowing. true she had used and abandoned many but this.. this was different but ridiculous, who would ever understand her enough to care. she would not fall for his attempts to destroy her mission. she would kill him and show no mercy as she did it, but as her body was released she continues for a second to look at him dagger falling to defencive position. what do you play at touching me. an angle.. there was always an angle.

breath steadying and pools shining with her fury as she steps forward once more flinging a mental push at Bri's spirit if she was able, demonic powers radiating in the air about her. though they were powerful together one big happy family she did not need family, she was powerful of her own, though not enough to defeat them. her beloved dagger enough to be her down fall, an object like her name that was bound to her very being. though as she did not hear the words between the two, would they be able to see her darkest secrets hidden from all with careful percision?

sorry computer had a virus
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