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Date Posted: 14:07:27 10/09/02 Wed
In reply to:
Windris
's message, ">^Wings of War^<" on 22:13:39 10/08/02 Tue
Chres's cold eyes narrowed, and his telepathic voice entered her skull Windris, how many times must I tell you not to enter my head?
Not respodning to her, though he knew she very well knew what he was going to do. He moved swiftly, knocking her to the earth in a single instant, feeding the next.
Jahanaci cringed and moved away from her wicked brother, eyes going away from him in distaste. Her opticals went to the sands, trying not to think of her brethren's word of the past, that this would happen to her also.
She though of this little her brother had told her about the Wriath0kind, cousins of Vampires, lusting on blood as they did, yet walking in night and day. Few existed now, Chres told her it was only them...but how did the others perish?
Chres shoved Windris aside and rose to his feet, his optics strange, crimson as if filled with blood. He brushed a hand through his hair with one hand. Again sated, feeling as if he had drank her dry.
Jah shuddered, "Must you do that?"
Chres looked at her, smiling. His fangs were long and deadly, his mouth bloody as was the corner's of his mouth. "The offer stood," he replied.
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