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Subject: He watches Cortez go... Author: Armond [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 18:43:33 06/01/01 Fri In reply to: Armond 's message, "~*~Inside~*~ (OOC: That was beautiful Kate... *sniff*)" on 05:35:27 06/01/01 Fri ... his Hellish gaze softens, but not that much... for Cortez might just have the real feelings and responses of a creature with a soul, he is still a full-fledged evil. He lets out a harsh snort, though it is not heard by the winds and rain and sleet falling upong the lands. Armond shakes his head vigorously, his eyes closed as he does so. He stops shaking his head then, and opens them. They are transformed into their normal black coloration, the evil part of his soul and heart tucked away till it is called upon again. He looks at Shatter, and goes over to him quickely. He puts his head down, about to histen for a heartbeat when a flying branch whipps the side of his face, throughing his head to the side from the impact. He roars in pain and frustration, for this is definetly NOT the time for a deadly storm. He grits his teeth, ignoring the blood that is starting to slowly trickle down his face, or not even noticing it because of his drenched flesh and coat. He puts his head near Shatter, nudging him with his nose as the wind whips around their forms... [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date He lies there, still, and silent as the storm rolls on out of control...... Shatter 19:31:03 06/02/01 Sat § Inside § -- Armond, 13:45:10 06/04/01 Mon (HeHe! Dis may sound farmiliar to you Mal!)~*Inside*~ -- The Spirit of Shatter, 16:00:54 06/04/01 Mon