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Post by Veldrin Dalharil on Feb 14, 2005 15:12:08 GMT -5
She sniffed the breeze and chuckled. "Panic, disorder, not guards coming at all...in fact, I'd say there were precious few left. The girl smells of guilt and fear...why the guilt?'
"And remember, monster, no man stands alone well, you'll figure it out one day." her claws slowly melted back to fingers. As much as she was compelled to kill htis man, she did have to get her pack out of danger first. NOthing calms blood lust like responsibility.
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Post by Panther on Feb 16, 2005 11:12:17 GMT -5
Eunice felt the tension in the leader slowly shift to other matters. She tightened, knowing the client would sense it as well.
Beside, it got her mind off what she'd done, and that was good. There was a calm in waiting to strike, one she'd enjoyed even in training. The world focused to the point where she could make sense of it. If he moved toward hte others, he would be attacked. If he didn't, she likely would be, when the others saw her guard unifrom.
Either way, focus was needed.
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Post by adam_bat on Feb 17, 2005 0:29:15 GMT -5
He continued to growl and glare at both of the strangers but moved back slowly closer to Tara. It was her call what to do but a large part of him wanted it to be a fight. Either one of the two infront of him would do especially since the newest arrival was sporting a uniform that made his hackles rise.
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Post by Veldrin Dalharil on Feb 26, 2005 5:11:26 GMT -5
"You sorry, deluded man" Tara said, standing and looking about. "To think such of a true pack. Truly the Gods laugh at you"
She looked straight at Eunice and smiled slightly "Will you be needing a safe place to stay youngling? With such blood on your hands?"
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Post by InsanePenman on Mar 5, 2005 22:28:00 GMT -5
"Ah. The Gods may laugh...but you mope and walk away." Nikodemus grinned...before idly wandering on past them, chuckling to himself...and, after a few more paces down the road, a car pulled up, and he stepped in, whisking away quickly and leaving the pack to sort itself and the former employee, out.
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Post by Veldrin Dalharil on Apr 25, 2005 4:00:12 GMT -5
"We retreat" she said curtly to her pack mate, then eyed Eunice once more. "Last chance youngling...come or run...may you be safe."
Then she turned her back and headed the opposite way down the alley, the bitter taste of denied blood lust on her tongue.
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Post by adam_bat on Apr 25, 2005 10:30:47 GMT -5
He watched the man leave with a seething glare, glanced at the other and then followed his leader.
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