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Date Posted: 18:49:55 09/03/03 Wed
Author: Jackaroo & Foenix
Author Host/IP: pcp05021736pcs.ivylnd01.pa.comcast.net / 68.80.228.111
Subject: |masquerade .superphly.
In reply to: Arielle 's message, "((alright>))‡I'm just look for the right temptation‡" on 14:18:45 09/03/03 Wed

|the mascu', ignored by the lights and their queen, turns black eyes to the lake. using his newest toy, he works his magic. illusions. while he appears to remain unmoved from his spot, though his wings move and the breeze ruffles raven hair, his pinions carry him closer to his target. slightly trickier. holding onto the first illusion, he weaves a second onto the lake itself. no longer is it clear water, but blood, gore, bodies. in the center of all the gruesome mess, a winged creature sits upon a dessicated corpse. fangs tear at decaying flesh, torn bat wings hanging limply at it's sides. it's eyes are a bloodshot white, with no pupils nor irises. grimy flesh resembles that of the body that it consumes, pale and mottled. slimy, revolting and horrid, it sits in its fortress of bodies and death, a corrosive stench seeping into every pore|

.the femme's grin never fades, the light in her bronze eyes rekindled. ah, finally. a bit of action. toying idly with the ruby bracelet that sat comfortably in her palm, she summons a small amount of fire to her slender fingertips. deciding to save energy, the flames diminish and flee back to the bloodred stone, residing there in flickering glory. the fae's eyes take on a battle tint, copper hue staining to rusty red, the color of dried blood. she stifles a manic laugh, crazed red curls dancing about her pale face.


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