<|>Wings of Damnation<|> -- Bloodstained Sands

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Subject: <|>Wings of Damnation<|>

Author:
Lagar

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Date Posted: 21:20:06 01/01/04 Thu
In reply to: Libelle/Vaela 's message, "☼Beckoning Light☼��Darkest Sin��" on 18:29:40 01/01/04 Thu

He was no fool, thank God for that. Well, perhaps not God, but someone. Hissing, he grabbed her slender wrist, his fingers closing around it all the way. He squeezed harshly, an effort to make her drop the dagger she had intended to thrust into his chest.

Bad move love, I can smell you a mile away, just like I could smell Vaela. Not to mention, though I don't have the power of telepathy, I have the senses of the most powerful demon. Then again, you should already know that.

Talons dug slightly into her wrist, drawing blood. His other hand lifted, a talon raking over the material holding up the top portion of her dress, making it nearly fall completely form her form. Blood oozed from the slight scratch, the brute dipping his head to flick his forked black tongue over the wound, licking at the blood in a sexual fashion...

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Author:
Libelle
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Date Posted: 08:13:30 01/03/04 Sat

☼Her ooids narrowed as he grabbed her wrist. She watched him with complete disdain on her face as he tore what was left of her dress. Anger flashed in her eyes as he licked away the blood that trickled down her body. She had to fight hard to keep Vaela in check and her body shuddered slightly. He would burn in the deepest pits of hell for this, she would see to it, and she would find a way to free Arkados.☼

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lethe
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Date Posted: 19:57:13 01/03/04 Sat

Lethe laughed coldly, speaking out loud to the brute inside her head, "Dear, dear..mayhaps I should be frightened? Or mayhaps...not. Be silent, as you belong Arkados. But please, continue to watch." Lethe rose in the sand, holding her mother tightly, the dagger point just dimpling the Wraith's flesh. Jah did not fight- but remained still, coldly waiting for her oppurtunity to fight back.
"Lagar," Lethe called, "Perhaps you'll catch the Dark Angel so we can return to hidden hell."

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Author:
Lagar & Arkados
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Date Posted: 19:22:39 01/05/04 Mon

Evil brute tightened his grip even further on the vixen's wrist. His free hand slid over her rounded hip, trailing between her legs for a brief moment. He then spun her about, her back pressed to his bare chest, strong arms wrapping like vices about her and pinning her arms to her sides. He grinned at Lethe, nodding his head.

Shall we then?

Knees bent, the brute's strong legs launching him into the air. Black, bat-like wings took him quickly and surely towards the dungeons of the desert, brute never loosening his hold on her...

A low growl was heard within Lethe's head at her words. Pain seered through her skull as his soul stirred within her mind in anger. He couldn't kill her or harm her physically, but mentally he could do almost anything. Not to mention other things if need be.

I will be silent when I wish it Lethe, not before.

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