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Subject: [.depression.]


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Chres
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Date Posted: 10:35:04 01/06/03 Mon
In reply to: Windris 's message, "<^Wings of War^>" on 17:28:14 01/05/03 Sun
 Chres spun around, a hand raised menacingly. He suddenly realized what he was doing, it was just like before..

"Chres, don't go..you can do nothing!"
Chres's hand moved to quickly, catching the mortal girl with such force she slammed harshly to the ground, her head connecting sharply against a table with a loud crack.
He stood stunned, arm raised looking down 'pon her, watching blood flow about the carpet around her. He saw her ooids b'come glazed and roll p into her skull in death.
The wraith stood there, frozen as if time had stopped.
"I'm sorry..." he mumbled, face pasty white, the little color it held drained.
He knelt to pick her up, the smell o' blood drifting over him, hunger pangs deep within him. And he took her blood, he took it and relished it..not caring that death filled his home, jus knowing he was being fed. That this was what death granted him.

In real life Chres paused, somethin about his coldness leaving him, the brute lookin as if he would break down. What Windris said and that memory delved through him like a sharp ice cold knife.
He was a coward.
He was the fool.
He didn't deserve his rank, he deserved only to be locked within some horrific hell.
He didn't deserve what he had.
Not a sister. Jahanaci was right, he was a foolish cold idiot.
Not Windris. He didn't deserve her. He deserved to die. He deserved to be lonely. He deserved everything anyone had ever told him, every curs emuttered before an adversary died.
e said nothing, just dropped his hand to his side, looking at her blankly.
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^the vixen sits by through all this. her eyes were flickering back and forth sharply as events around her hummed dully in her keen ears^Ice Mist13:10:34 01/06/03 Mon

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