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Post by ♠Elitation♠ on May 4, 2007 21:44:15 GMT -5
I dodged the attack Tego threw at me. Feeling him grab my shoulder barely. I slipped out of his grip. I soon spun around and threw my blades at him.
My auds pinned. My ivories bared, I spun around snapping at him. Hoping for his dial or crest. I would prefer his throat, but I knew that wouldn't happen. I flew my front blades at him.
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Post by Tomahawk on May 4, 2007 21:47:48 GMT -5
Her attention turned back to Tego, a snarl forming on her lips. He would kill her? Good luck with that buddy. Her nares flared in a furious lust for him to try it, more than just that type of lust churning within. Her lyrical venom purred over the silence, shredding it with its lethal tone.
Would you really now? All because I bit you?
It was a love bite The thought rang through her skull as she moved closer, her golden bodice brushing against his, devious intnetions swimming in her eyes.
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Post by ♣Tego on May 4, 2007 21:53:55 GMT -5
I turn on my haunches, glaring at Scheme
One more and you are banished from the Dark Lands, for good.
I snarl towards him, striking at him once more. I turn towards Tommy once again, thrashing out at her
Yes I would
I hiss at her, baring my ivories.
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Post by ♠Elitation♠ on May 4, 2007 21:56:43 GMT -5
I snort at him. I lower my blades, and turn on my haunches. Walking back to where I stood before. My orbs watching the King and Queen bicker.
He must not be able to read body language. I thought to myself. I threw my dial and snorted once again. My blades swinging at the pests. My orbs never leaving them.
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Post by Tomahawk on May 4, 2007 21:58:24 GMT -5
I smirked, ignoring whatever threat he was posing at me. I pranced forward, my flints striking the earth. I moved close, letting my razors graze down his nape towards his flank, my tongue flashign out to lick his ashen pelt once or twice. Cinnamon voids look back to him, a smirk still tugging at her lips. Snorting she flung her dial back, words flowing like cream.
See what happens if you try.
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Post by morgra on May 5, 2007 11:19:53 GMT -5
Well, if she wouldn’t leave now, I would make her. The golden devil slammed into my barrel, and I staggered back several paces before catching my balance. I kept my wounded leg a few centimeters above the earth, and watched Tomahawk lunged, flints out, and prepared to dart out of the way just at the last minute, so she would fall forward. To my shock, the other femme, the neutral queen, leapt out in front of me and took the blow herself. She turned to me and offered me her home as shelter. I was too surprised to answer, for although I knew it was the neutral’s jobs to try to stop the bickering of light and shadow, I hadn’t expected her to literally put herself between us. Of course, before I could say anything, her king appeared, and told her we were not welcome. Well, that Aces was not welcome. I wasn’t surprised; the d**ned stallion wasn’t doing anything! Not to defend himself, or to help me; not that I needed help, but it was as if I was the only one who cared. It was offensive and infuriating. I turned my dial back to Dream Weaver; she was giving up, going home. I nodded to her, I understood, it wasn’t her fight, and she was almost alone. Unfortunately, the moment she fled, I knew I was alone. I watched the silvery king come near me, and his queen snap at him. How dysfunctional. I took her distraction as an opportunity, and jumped forward on one leg, swinging my boy around to slam into her chest. I staggered back, finding movement becoming more difficult. I should just give up; I was alone, and weakening rather fast. I wasn’t paying much attention when the dark queen collided with me, but I pulled my face away before her enamels connected. As she retreated, I fell on my side, and due to my bleeding leg, I could not rise. Dizzily, I watched the femme go at my king, but felt no pity for him, he was a fool and in my eyes, a traitor; he would not even protect his queen. Silently, I listened to them all fight, and watched, slightly frightened, as the crimson wench, who had been standing by Aces, made her way over to me. Quietly, she lay on her belly, forelegs curled in front of her, at my side; or should I say, back, for I was on my side.
Morgra twitches her ears furiously as kingy does nothing to defend himself. She kicks him. Then she gets bored; stupid kingy, let someone else kill him, Morgra wants a fight. But Morgra isn’t going to get a fight, no no, for Lady Tomahawk has taken down queenie. So as Tommy gallops at kingy, Morgra darts out of the way, cackling. Kingy’s dead now. She peers over at Tego and Scheme, they are fighting again. They are good friends, Morgra thinks smugly. Morgra then casts dark seer eyes at queenie, sick, pained little queenie. Aw, poor girl, captured by the darks. Morgra wanders over to her, and settles herself by the wench’s head, watching her, making sure Dreamy doesn’t come back and sneak her away.
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Post by ♣Tego on May 5, 2007 11:28:46 GMT -5
I glance to the king, he is dead. I chortle fiiercely before tuurning on my haunches, trying to find the light queen, where is she? I finally catch a glimpse of her. Morgra has the queen. She is the only decent one here. I am enraged with Tommy and Scheme at the moment. I step toward Morgra
Nice work Morgra
I use her name, something I don't often do. She has a new place in my mind. She isn't a shy quiet piece of furniture in my land anymore. She is a good warrior. Scheme is falling in love with her. I snicker.
Help me get her up
I snarl toward Morgra. Nudging the femme and biting at her several times.
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Post by morgra on May 5, 2007 11:52:25 GMT -5
Morgra peers up at Tego sweetly, her eyes glittering with amusement. Yes, good work. Morgra didn’t do anything, but good work. Morgra pulls herself up to her feet and bows crown to Tego, before arranging herself to heave lady of light up on her feet. She wedges her nose under queenie’s lower shoulder, and pushes inwards and up, until her entire head is supporting queenie. Queenie gets the message and starts pulling herself up. When she is half raised, Morgra joins king in biting queenie. Queenie protests, but Morgra growls, and motions toward Tego. Tego will kill queenie if queenie doesn’t behave. Morgra giggles at the idea.
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Post by ♣Tego on May 5, 2007 11:57:06 GMT -5
I think more about it. Morgra is the only decent horse around here. The rest are just standing around like idiots. How hard can iit be to kill a Neutral wench?
I trust you can get her back to the land while I gather up the morons
I am putting a great job on Morgra, we will fight off who we need to. I send Venom with her, just to make sure. [O.o.C:Post at [x]Little[x]One[x]
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Post by morgra on May 5, 2007 12:07:01 GMT -5
ooc; kk. Shall post as Ray there once everyone's replied again.
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Post by ..Dream†Weaver.. on May 6, 2007 11:17:12 GMT -5
|oOc| it can be pretty hard to kill a neutral wench, Tego, dall xD
My dial jerked skywards, harks flying back to their graves. Serpentine snaked violently, vennors lashing out towards Elitation. How dare he bite me. Chain flicked irratably, tiara turning to face the war that had been lost. I'd help the Lady, I should, I could. Now, it was just a matter of time. Time's the key, for it wears down the strongest of things, bites steel and can cause the destruction of anything. And, I'm the youngest lady, so time's on my side, no? Of course it is. I have two years gain on each of them. Oh, and lets not forget the distribution my lines give me.
I swung on my haunches, watching the hellbents intently. Limbs carried me to the edge of the terrain, voids scanning over the scene. Intentions ran into my mind, and I put them into action immediatly. My limbs carried me in the heartraging gait I had before, snapping up beneath me as I cleared the bush with ease. I headed straight between Morgra and the Light Lady, my hind pistons swinging at the dark essa as I raged through. I didn't halt for an attack, but I kept on going, in the direction of neither the neutral or the dark lands. Guess where I'm going, I bet you'll get it.
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Post by Nesra on Jun 17, 2007 23:38:10 GMT -5
:xXx:Clytemnestra:xXx:
Intelligent eyes shimmer as the fae watches silently. She keeps to the shadows as the darks slink off, light queen in their hands. It was a one sided war now with lord of light dead and lady injured. How could this have happened? Am I the only light left?
As the neutral lady broke between the light lady and another dark wench. She kept going, in no particular direction at all. Being new to the lay of the lands, I couldn't be sure of where she was headed, but she went with great speed.
Soon the lands were clear. It was safe. Well, as safe as it could be with a raid such as this coming to an end. Placing her flints carefully, she moved out into the open. With harks at alert, she looked around for someone; anyone. She only hoped that the lights could retaliate before something terrible happened to the light lady. Although, it didn't seem likely for them to kill her... At least not yet. The darks were certantly capable, but that wouldn't make any sense now would it?
Would it?
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Post by rayanna11111 on Jun 17, 2007 23:51:36 GMT -5
Eris watched as the raid. When it was over anther mare stepped into the open, "good, I'm not alone." she thought. Also stepping out itno the open, she spoke, "hello, my name is Eris."
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Post by Nesra on Jun 18, 2007 0:08:41 GMT -5
:xXx:Clytemnestra:xXx:
The painted femme silently took in the scenery around her. It was sad to see the lights in such a position. Sighing, she c.ocked her hind in boredom. Oh, how she wished for company. Preferably another light such as herself. Maybe someone to come in and help save the day?
Her cords brisked her sides and she heard another's approach. Inhaling, she took in the scent of another fae. Turning, sky tinted voids spotted a the equine. She had an ebony pelt and she seemed friendly enough... But was it a ploy?
Bobbing her tiara gently, velvet kissers parted. Melodic lyrics flowed quietly. She was unsure still of the vixen's presence, but she was sure the feeling was mutual.
'Ello Eris. I be Clytemnestra, why are you here?'
Tilting her crania questioningly, she kept her mug expressionless. She wouldn't let her position be known until she was sure this equine could be trusted.
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Post by rayanna11111 on Jun 18, 2007 0:13:17 GMT -5
'Ello Eris. I be Clytemnestra, why are you here?' "I am here in seek of company, as you know,the lights are fading fast. And I would rather die then go to the darks."
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