"I was going to anyway, even if you didn't want to, after <i>that</i>," Valeria snarls, throwing mallet and stakes in the general direction of the bar. Snatching a handkerchief from her handy little scrip, she furiously wipes as much of the vomit as is possible from her red fur, then throws it at Velenx for him to use and reaches for the knife. Approaching the rat, she snarls, "You are going to regret that, you [insert expletives here]." -- The Salamandastron Dance

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Subject: "I was going to anyway, even if you didn't want to, after that," Valeria snarls, throwing mallet and stakes in the general direction of the bar. Snatching a handkerchief from her handy little scrip, she furiously wipes as much of the vomit as is possible from her red fur, then throws it at Velenx for him to use and reaches for the knife. Approaching the rat, she snarls, "You are going to regret that, you [insert expletives here]."

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Date Posted: 01:21:38 10/31/04 Sun
In reply to: Velenx the Angry 's message, "Let's face it. Velenx doesn't like vomit. Especially not from some miserable little red-headed rat. Velenx's ears lay back flat on his head, and his expression turns evil enough to burn the walls. Quietly, he raises his paw to stay Valeria, who's already caused the victim's snout to break and hang painfully crookedly. The fox, still without a word, takes a slow step up to the wall. "That," he growls softly, "Was a mistake." He drives his clenched fist with all his might into a place that the vast majority of males don't want to be struck. The rat's face fills with pain, but he can't do anything about the agony... nor about the second blow that hits in just the same spot. "Valeria, the rite starts now." The game is over, and the fox's voice is dripping with a deathly cold hatred." on 01:13:35 10/31/04 Sun

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"Slowly, Valeria," the male murmurs, "Our Master will not be rushed." He pulls from the folds of his cloak strange herbs that reek of decay, and he casually strolls over to the fire and lights them. They burn, and he returns to the sacrificial victim and holds them under his face so the acrid smoke burns his eyes and his ruined nose. "Begin the bleeding ceremony." (NT) Velenx the Satanic 01:26:48 10/31/04 Sun