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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jan 23, 2008 22:28:06 GMT -5
"You're asking me?" Athame woofed, raising a brow. "I am a mere pawn and neophyte... I wouldn't know the names of more experienced killers unless my master shares them with me." He frowned. "My disobedience in killing faes has restricted that luxury... but he was obviously one of the Cult."
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Post by Sheera on Jan 23, 2008 22:32:39 GMT -5
She cleared her throat and rolled her eyes thinking of the One-who-she-doesn't-know-the-name-of-because-he-never-told-her. He was so dumb.. she had called him dumb multiple times in her head yet he must not be that dumb because he got to her weak spot.. her past.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jan 23, 2008 22:40:02 GMT -5
"Perhaps, one day, I shall meet the Keeper of the Cult and ask him myself... though it is apparent that I may not live long enough to reach that stage." He frowned. "Weakness is not taken lightly... For failing yet again to provide a heir, I have shown myself unworthy of any honor... except, perhaps, execution." His black claws gleamed as he swept them back and forth across the ground, etching a circle into the dust. "The Cult-- the assassins-- will see this as the end of me... especially Turpin."
He gave his fur a brisk shake.
"Especially Turpin.."
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Post by Sheera on Jan 23, 2008 22:53:16 GMT -5
She looked at him in concern. She looked at the ground then looked back up. "Then take me to him." she said firmly. "I'm to no use anyways... and I am NOT giving birth to his pups!" she said with a snarl. She edged closer. "Please... take me." she murmured.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jan 25, 2008 20:04:04 GMT -5
Athame curled his lips and revealed a previously hidden snarl. It was vicious. "Never in my life would I take a fae to Turpin," he hissed forcefully.
He paused, allowing himself to regain his composure.
Gradually-- after relaxing slightly-- he added, "He's not the murderer that many assassins are... he's a womanizer, and I guarantee a night with Turpin will be more painful than another night with that other bastard."
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Post by silverpelt12 on Jan 25, 2008 20:12:06 GMT -5
((Wait wolves are in Cults?))
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jan 25, 2008 20:16:50 GMT -5
((Athame is just calling the groups of hirefangs "cults"-- the word makes them sound chilling XD))
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Post by silverpelt12 on Jan 25, 2008 20:23:52 GMT -5
((Oh. Cause I thought it would be funny, I was imagining wolves looking like preists.))
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jan 25, 2008 20:25:55 GMT -5
((At one time, BloodMist was kind of like that... well, Diablo, at least
XDXD))
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Post by Sheera on Jan 25, 2008 20:43:30 GMT -5
With her shackles raised and her fur bristling a snarl grew in her throat. Her ears stung a firey sting and she growled viciously. She seemed to have regain most of her old self. He thought she was to weak to with stand 'Turpin'. Her eyes blazed with anger and her muscles tensed.
((She seems to have regain her kon fuu skills XD))
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jan 25, 2008 20:48:40 GMT -5
Athame ignored the flames of fury that sparked in Fate's eyes. He had grown accustomed to the anger... and was actually somewhat thankful that at least this fae wasn't unleashing her wrath unto him, as Turpin and other superiors often did.
"I meant no insult," the black wolf added. "But you must understand... I've been an assassin for a very long time, and I wouldn't last against Turpin either."
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Post by Sheera on Jan 25, 2008 20:52:22 GMT -5
She pulled her lip back dissatified. What did that mean? Even HE couldn't last? Was he saying he was stronger? Sure she was crippled but she could still destroy him! She cursed under her breath and if her tail was not just a line of bones only kept together by the skin that tightly surrounded it it would have raised in defiance.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jan 25, 2008 21:01:35 GMT -5
Athame flicked his ear in a very mild amusement at her defiance, but did not speak of it. He glanced over his shoulder, and sighed. "Turpin was born a killer. Born an assassin. Born a rapist. He's cruel and filthy in many a-sense of the word." He paused. "It makes me wonder of the outcome of a fight between him and that other brute..."
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Post by Sheera on Jan 25, 2008 21:10:38 GMT -5
She sighed. "Or against me.." she muttered aloud. She would've strut out of the scene with Mephisto swatted like a fly on the ground if he hadn't dug into her mind like that making her have a spazz attack. She lowered her shackles and her fur now lie flat. She thought and her plan raced through her head. She was going to destroy Mephisto before her death. If her death was coming soon she would have to begin her plane soon. She needed to destroy Mephisto also before her and his pups came.
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Post by silverpelt12 on Jan 25, 2008 21:12:19 GMT -5
((OOC: Wolfie no affense but why do you make so many rapists? ;D))
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"My name is Percy Jackson, and I am INVINCIBLE!!"
