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silentdraconis Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri May 05, 2006 4:18 pm
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"Finally. Was that really all that hard?" She inquired, raising an eyebrow. She could be a patient person. She could be nice, irrational, and cold blooded if the time called for anyone of those. But she simply had never seen the rationality behind the silly dance, the masquerade between hunter and prey, whether she was hunting, or the Hunted. "Now what d'you want? You aren't drow, so it's not some ritual cleansing crap. You aren't high-elf, so it's not that, either. Humans could give less of a damn about what Elves do, so what? Blood-thirsty? Gold-hungry?" She looked up from her fingers, having ticked off the races as she named them. She hadn't let him out of her sight, but that would be foolish. And she was anything but foolish.
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Posted: Fri May 05, 2006 9:19 pm
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Faulty Ambition Vice Captain
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silentdraconis Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 9:45 am
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She shrugged, smiling in amusement, not flintching as a bead of scarlet glimmered and slipped, drawing a thin stream down her neck. "So. Mute. That's new, in an old way." She took time to study him, a tune dancing in her skull, but unvoiced as of yet. "I'd ask if you learned hand-signs, but you don't seem the sociable type. Probably vexed with all these chatterboxes. Maybe bitter. Or just... bored. Need something interesting to do." She shrugged and turned her gaze to the leafy branches overhead. He was still in the edge of her sight, but she was getting fed up with being hunted. Dark Drow or Haughty High-Elf, she didn't care. They'd made it clear over the last few years she was trash to be disposed of--and she still didn't understand why they were so determined to get their hands on said trash--and it was starting-- No, not starting. It was like an ember being fanned to flame. It had started a long time ago, but it was finally sparking into a blaze with this strange, silent man who played with her, like the Drow Hunter's that came searching, fresh from their dank caverns under ground. She had the fleeting desire to cram all the elves, high and dark, into those caves and let them duke it out. Then they'd at least leave her alone, to busy to fret over some half-blood.
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Posted: Sun May 07, 2006 11:34 am
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Faulty Ambition Vice Captain
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silentdraconis Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun May 07, 2006 1:13 pm
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Posted: Sun May 07, 2006 3:07 pm
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Faulty Ambition Vice Captain
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silentdraconis Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun May 07, 2006 4:18 pm
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Posted: Sun May 07, 2006 5:09 pm
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Faulty Ambition Vice Captain
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silentdraconis Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun May 07, 2006 5:36 pm
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Posted: Sun May 07, 2006 5:52 pm
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Faulty Ambition Vice Captain
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silentdraconis Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun May 07, 2006 6:05 pm
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Posted: Sun May 07, 2006 6:11 pm
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Faulty Ambition Vice Captain
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silentdraconis Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun May 07, 2006 6:30 pm
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The half-blood girl shrugged and remained where she was, letting the blades in her hand fall to the ground as she closed her eyes and rested the tip of her sword against the turf, the hilt still firmly in her grasp. She loved rain, and even that creepy fellow couldn't ruin it for her. It put a hush over everything, while playing its own sweet melody, kind of melancholy, but inexpressibly sweet all the same. she expceted another attack, but somehow, she couldn't care. She'd be forced to do something drastic if he tried, though. Of all the things in the world, she had never been judged by the Rain. It slipped along her hair and skin just like it did everyone else. It accepted her in ways that others did not.
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Posted: Sun May 07, 2006 6:40 pm
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Faulty Ambition Vice Captain
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silentdraconis Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon May 08, 2006 11:44 am
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