| Subject: Crimson Waves |
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Crystin Drakyn
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Date Posted: 17:51:08 11/08/02 Fri
Blood red. All things have their 'holy place'. A tide of eyes, red and bursting with life and unlife. Death walking. Impervious. Stepping into existence from planes unseen. Crossing over. Betraying. Redemption forstalled in a moment of bloodlust. Feathers falling loosely about some. Scales others. None the same. Gaki hovering. Scittish around those stronger.
All things have their 'holy places'.
Crystin smiled, something brilliant in the intensity of rouged lips. Soft black curls highlighted the paleness of her face, the fierceness that glowed in clear blue eyes. Three essences trapped there for eternity, kindled in their own animal furiousity. Her fingers slid across her side, ghosting an action of life as snow fell placidly around her. A true lie in itself, massing around creatures and what could hardly be considered such. A small detail remained.
A call left her, silent but intensified by will. Echo upon echo crossing over space and transcending time. With a mist and the sound of falling rain, two forms solidified, called against their will despite whatever action they might be partaking in. A fight, likely, given the female's form. Naisa and Mateo Satori bowed to their employer, the action complicated as Naisa's form returned to its 'elven' state.
"They are not dead yet, and the rumors have ceased." Hand raised to tap painted nails against her lips.
"We were distracted." Naisa's tone was dark, something of a dissapointment in her voice. "There is a new creature walking the land."
"Tell me of it." Crystin paused, what place might this new race play in her plot.
"I would, but you stopped me before I had the chance to dissect one." The grin was cold, betraying the childish features of the elf. "I am sure I will get another opportunity. What did you need?"
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