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Subject: .|wicked blood|.

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Isis

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Date Posted: 15:16:25 09/13/04 Mon
In reply to: Marrok 's message, "∙.∙. please, spare me the details .∙.∙" on 21:06:23 09/12/04 Sun

((Odd...I thought that werewolves had souls because they were still part human. My mistake I guess. Sorries.))

Vixen watched the beast carefully as it snarled angrily and whipped about. Jade pools met with fiery animalistic ones, smirk tugging at her lips. It was probably wiser for her to be fearful of him, but Isis was fairly sure she feared nothing. Let alone a giant furry dog of sorts. At the gutteral words spoken by the creature, dark brow was raised. Fortunately for her, her succubus powers were far from all she held. It was more enjoyable to kill using those powers, but she had other ways. Thank you very much to her dear mother. Though she embraced her vampire side as well as her succubi side, neither had come from her mother. It was her amazing powers of sorcery she received from the woman that birthed her.

Vixen licked her lips slightly, watching Marrok intently. Or rather, the newly transformed Marrok. Lips parted to allow speech, but his howl caused her to lose her train of thought. She'd thought he was done transforming, but apparently she had been wrong. Then again, it wasn't as if she'd ever really had much experience with werewolves. But with the change in his voice from gutteral to smooth and sexy once again, she took a slight step forward. It seemed as though Marrok was trying to fight his transformation. Which was exactly what he assured her of when he spoke. Brow furrowed at his words, minx becoming simple gas once again as the beast launched itself at her. Before her form completely shimmered away, softly spoken words entered into the beast's mind, but reached out to the human side of the male.

You can't hurt me Marrok.....I'll be back...

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