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Post by |X| Kujilie |X| on Mar 16, 2007 19:35:12 GMT -5
The femme pounced into the land with extreme force. Nothing to do, nothing to care for. She was a loner horse and loved the freedom and the space she had for herself and herself only, but it truly was time for her to find a place to settle down into. A land in which, she could call home and be healthy and happy. She could live out her days in a harem that was well protected by her lord and maybe even have a foal or two. But that last part was undecided. She was still young and was not yet ready mentally for a kid to follow her every move. The thought of that in her mind made her squirm with fear. What if this creature that would claim her treated her as a slave. Would he make her have a child for him? She never figured a creature the vile could be out there. But what was the 3 year old fae to know? When she was thinking to herself another had came into the open field and was heading over. Male, Female? Who knew? |
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Post by Biscuit on Mar 16, 2007 19:51:47 GMT -5
The strode onto the lands of wenches. A scream was released from his vox. A figure came into view. A smirk carressed his kissers. Now why is a young wench on her own. Shouldn't you be in your parents harem, still? He questioned, mocking her.
ooc:sorry for such a crappy post...no must for ghost right now!
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Post by |X| Kujilie |X| on Mar 17, 2007 17:16:56 GMT -5
Great, a stud. This will be fun. Time to dance. She pushed herself towards the one who was to full of himself to be anywhere to be near conceited for her lose. She shook her head in disgust of the stag who had not yet spoken of why he was here.
Why should I answer to the likes of you? You have no business speaking to me.
She spoke aloud and high enough for it to pierce through the other areas of the land. She was hoping to call upon a more worthy stag who could court her into the harem in which she deserved. Not talk as if he was big and bad, but soon be torn down by her own words. This was a time for her to be the center of attention, not be an outcast of the scene. She was going to make sure she got her way.
I'm sorry, I really should be looking for a stallion, not a simple fae. She smirked a deadly smirk and laughed away at her own remark, but calmed herself to see what would cross upon his lips. |
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Post by Biscuit on Mar 17, 2007 19:40:03 GMT -5
He stood, not phased by her words. They were all the same. All the pissy little b.itches that roamed this realm. A chuckle escaped his kissers. His gaze was calm, but his twin towers remained glued to his skull. A smirk still played at his kissers. He wasn't taken back by the femme's words. He has had worse then something as stuck up as she was. Well I was looking for a demoness, not a pathetic whelp Lyrics spat at her. The smirk still played at his kissers. He figured his words would probably get her started up. Get her blood pulsing. He stood silently awaiting her rude remark, he knew he was going to get. That was something he could count on.
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Post by |X| Kujilie |X| on Mar 17, 2007 20:22:27 GMT -5
Sayuri played her own smirk across her kissers and raised a brow. Well, you're looking at the one and only demoness in the area, but you are not worthy to own me, for I am to good. She let the smirk fade and the brow fell back to its normal place. She was prepared for some harsh words, but decided to let them be thrown at her if given. Well, she couldn;t care any less for she had already hit rock bottom. |
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Post by Biscuit on Mar 17, 2007 20:33:30 GMT -5
Firey, eh? A smirk still played at his kissers. He circled the femme. If you are so "worthy" then why are you alone? I think someone thinks to high of themselves. Lyrics spat at her. He did like the tempered ones. He soon would find some way or another to get her to come to him. Look around, sweetie, there is no one here but me. You don't have much to choose from. Lyrics hissed at her. The smirk still played at his kissers. He awaited her answer. Expecting something rude, like he always got.
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Post by |X| Kujilie |X| on Mar 17, 2007 20:36:30 GMT -5
She shook her head and swung her head at him. Well, then it looks like I am staying here for a while then. She started to trot away from him. |
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Post by Biscuit on Mar 17, 2007 20:41:31 GMT -5
Here was his chance. He tri-beated after her. His ivories clamped down on her rump leaving his mark Looks like you belong to me! He hissed. If you would have cooperated, you would have been free in my lands, you could have been queen in my lands, but no you refused and now you are nothing but a slave! He ran infront of her forcing her to stop. He reared at her. His knives just missing her skull Move, whelp! His dark liquids now ice gold. The lost souls began to scream and start to force the femme to Dead Falls.
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Post by |X| Kujilie |X| on Mar 17, 2007 20:44:38 GMT -5
Sayuri stayed put. She looked straight in his eyes and spoke harsh lyrics. I will do nothing for you, kill me if you wish. Twill be better than living a life of toture under your rein. She spoke clear lyrics, her face unemotional. Kill me! She yelled at him. |
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Post by Biscuit on Mar 17, 2007 20:48:59 GMT -5
His dark liquids bore into her's. Searching for something, anything. I tried to be compatable for you, femme and you refused. I will not kill you. That I won't do. I will offer you this though. If you do come with me, you will not live as a slave, but just a normal fae. If you are good to be you could be queen. You will not be bothered, you can live as a free femme, but you must always return to me His lyrics weren't harsh. They just simply stated the facts. He wanted her in his harem. More then anything he probably wanted her as his queen, but would she cooperate with him. He would soon find out.
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Post by |X| Kujilie |X| on Mar 17, 2007 20:52:03 GMT -5
She realized he wanted her, but did she want him? She pondered a moment. What will he do to her? Was he serious? Hm... she was stuck between a rock and a hard place, but she had nowhere else to go. Where is your harem? For I shall join you. She spoke in a solid tone, no emotion. Just the fact that she was willing to live in the same terra as this determined stud. |
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Post by Biscuit on Mar 17, 2007 20:57:30 GMT -5
I reside in Dead Falls. Not far from here. About half a days journey His tones were slightly relived, but still they were just stateing. His pillars turned his carcass and he motioned for her to follow. His tones spoke out again, except they were back to their harsh ways. May I ask of your cursing? He still hadn't recieved and he wished to know it. I am Ghost Raider At the sound of his voice the lost, dead souls came. He snorted and they left before they could come any closer. He hated having to rule over the dead, but someone had to. His pillars began to carry his mass towards his realm. She could state her calling on the way their.
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Post by |X| Kujilie |X| on Mar 17, 2007 21:02:47 GMT -5
She turned and followed the one noted as Ghost Raider. i am stated and shall be known as Sayuri. She looked at him, her gaurd still up, but her harsh tone gone. Not wanting another conflict with this creature, even though dying wouldn't have bothered her, and it still wouldn't bother her... |
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Post by Biscuit on Mar 17, 2007 21:05:23 GMT -5
His twin towers caught her calling. He ran it through his thinkbox then looked back at her. His cold, dead heart, might have finally been warmed
i shall make posty in ghost's land!
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Post by |X| Kujilie |X| on Mar 17, 2007 21:06:29 GMT -5
Alrighty!!!
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