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Post by elle on Dec 6, 2006 13:31:03 GMT -5
The white damsel trotted in, her usual angelic appearance still in place. She stopped, her tail straining against her haunches, she wasn't about to allow another stallion to get to her before her king.
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Post by wayward on Dec 6, 2006 15:06:44 GMT -5
Ebony flints moved themselves speedily along the path. Talons grasped more and more dirt, flinging it farther and farther behind them. Pistons surged incredibly, moving the mottled brute forward. Nares inhaled the deep scents of the Paccolette trail. Ah, so this was where the mares in heat lay, eh? A dry smirk wound its way across the brute's face. He was not here for this, but he could detour, no? Orbs found their way to an ivory femme. No brute was with her, so Del Fuego moved towards her. He slowly came to a halt beside and her and spoke. He said,
So this damsel has a mate, eh?
ooc-sorry it sucks
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Post by elle on Dec 6, 2006 16:07:11 GMT -5
Angels were never ment for earth, they were never ment to be tried. So why, why am I?
The white dove whipped her bodice about to face an unknown beast. Her lovely face warped itself into a devilish snarl. She knew what this stallion was after, and oh no, he would not be successful. Filth would be along soon, and she had full confidence in her king. Her long alabaster fore pillar strikes the ground, in her best attempt to be intimidating.
"yes I have a mate devil."
The snarl turns to a smirk, she knew that this one was no match for her mate.
The devil can play, the demons can laugh, but as for me, im just an angel trapped on earth
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Post by wayward on Dec 6, 2006 16:22:42 GMT -5
Auds caught her words. They were far from a song at that. This femme was beautiful, no one could say that was wrong. But she was not his type of beauty. He preferred stronger femmes, ones that could hold their own. Ones that did not rely on their brute to keep them safe. No, this femme was a bit too weak for Fuego's taste. Never the less, maw parted and he spoke again to her,
Ah, and what makes you assume that I be a devil femme?
Orbs focused intently on her. Most found his stare annoying or frightening. It was neither, just very intense. And judgmental.
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Post by elle on Dec 6, 2006 17:32:49 GMT -5
Devil, Devil, you have judged me wrong. I am the angel that will bring you back to hell
The white dove simply stared back at the brute, her obs just as apt to judge as his. She did not rely on her masculine, no no, just it was easier to play the damsel card my friend. Her sinew gathered together and propelled her foward, lurching for the beasts body, but retreating before impact. She knew that this stallion could easily overpower her if he wanted, so she must not allow that to happen.
"only a devil would try to take a mare with a mate."
Her lyrics dripped with venom, she had put on her iron shield and was ready for battle.
So Devil let me be your quest, for the angel's dont bend so easily to the fire as you might guess
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Post by wayward on Dec 6, 2006 19:02:18 GMT -5
When your world comes crashing down
Orbs, auds, and nares could tell what was going to happen. Orbs found that her body had tensed, auds heard the footing crunch before she moved, and nares could smell her want to lunge. Pillars moved him away from her just in time. Right before her chassis left his side, he whispered,
And what dear femme, leads you to believe that I want you?
A koi look became poised upon his face. Boa recoiled a bit, leaving his head a bit higher. He sensed that perhaps he had misjudged her, then yet again perhaps not. She showed a juvenile and uncontrolled side at lunging at him, but a bit more sophistication in not fully lunging and hitting him. His thoughts began to drift, then he was brought back to the present. Auds flickered, awaiting either a response or another attack. The attack would not be a smart idea, but who's saying she's a genius?
i shall help you sort through the ruins
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Post by elle on Dec 6, 2006 21:17:37 GMT -5
Angels may fly, and angels may fall. But honey, be warned, i'm the worst of them all.
The white damsel raised her head, not quite reaching the same hieght as the brute, but she wasn't a tiny mare. this stallion was simply here to play, and my friend, be warned, for she plays the game the best. Lyrics now have lost thier venom and are now sugar coated over
"Now dear boy, why else would you come over to me?"
nostrils flared with crimson at this point, she was determined to keep herself under control, when in her mind she was ripping this animal to streds.
They say that the Devil will bring the end, but I'm here to tell you, your end is already here
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Post by wayward on Dec 6, 2006 21:33:17 GMT -5
Orbs traced the femme's bod. It was a pretty one indeed. Nares inhaled her deep scent. 'Twas only the scent a bruja in heat could produce. He stepped forward a mere inch, pillars moving him just a tad. His breaths from his nares whuffed onto her, and hers onto him. He spoke, his voice sugar coated too,
Perhaps I just wanted to have a little fun. But I assume you've got no time for that....
His voice trailed off, orbs looking mischievously into hers.
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Post by elle on Dec 6, 2006 22:37:11 GMT -5
If I've told you once, I've said it a million times, I'm a dainty angel confined to this mundane hell
Her ears flatten once more, one fore diamond exposed, striking out agin at the stallion. Her carcass did not however move towards or away from the beast. She shook her white crown
"Your fun, my friend, is something I am not interested in"
No angel glows like me, no angel flies like me, and no angel is in the same place as me
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Post by Darkstar on Dec 7, 2006 8:40:45 GMT -5
Pools caught the frame of a brujo, causing his Sombra stress. Pistons harried forth to the fae's side, making himself a barricade between them. Nostrils flared angrily, and towers remained slick to his chiseled dial...a burst of air sounded from nares, the moisture thick in the atmos, seeming of smoke from velvet muzzle. Orbs were cold and hard as stone, unforgiving in their gaze...maw parted for vicious words.
"Step aside stag...you have no business with this one."
He tensed, muscles bulging beneath a velvet hide, threatening to burst it's seams. Pistons locked, boa curved ever so elegantly and kissers crossed into a sick grin.
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Post by wayward on Dec 7, 2006 15:17:25 GMT -5
Chassis moved as pillars sidestepped. Fuego once again avoided her blows. She was an avid fighter, but her attacks were to easy to foretell. Auds caught her words casually, then flickered back to find the sounds of a brute hammering towards them. Orbs rolled as pillars moved him away from Sombra, allowing the brute he assumed to be Filth barricade her. So she seemed to be the one that could protect herself, and yet this brute had to protect her? What a tangled web of lies all the darks lived their lives in. He tsked them in his mind, but not aloud. Instead he stepped off, leaving the tyrant his room. Breaths were visible from each equine's nares as the temperature was frosty. Del Fuego parted his kissers to speak and his voicebox sounded, telling Filth,
Any business I had has been done. She's been quite helpful, g'day to you all.
Sinew bunched, ready to leave. In any other position he would have left, his job completed already. But he waited a bit more, auds alert to see if the czar had more to say, either way he would leave soon, for he needed to speak with someone, and fast. He waited for his reply....
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Post by elle on Dec 7, 2006 16:41:35 GMT -5
The wait's begun again,The long wait for the angel, For that rare, random descent
The white dove smirked once more as Filth's scent filled her nares, her king was here. A finally snap of her teeth was given Fuego's way, and then she settled down comfortably behind her Filth.
Then the brute began to speak of her helping him, her white towers perked to catch this song. Kissers parted
"Brute, how did I help you?"
Angel of lost hopes, Angel of lost dreams, I am the fallen angel
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Post by wayward on Dec 7, 2006 19:53:45 GMT -5
When you lose all hope
Auds caught what some might call her song, but he did not. No, for darks never sang. Nah-uh. 'Twas not something they did. They would often seethe, or grumble, mumble, or hiss, but never a song. A warm grin played across his maw, giving him the classic " I know something you don't know" look. And with that, maw parted, still grinning, as he spoke,
Well if I told you, that would ruin it, would it not? And I know the darks are all for ruining things, and I just can't give you that satisfaction.
Orbs laughed at her merrily. He needed to leave soon, but he expected Filth to hiss something demeaning at him, and so pillars stood waiting the brute's speech.
I'll be there to bring you back
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Post by elle on Dec 7, 2006 20:18:55 GMT -5
I used to be an Angel that flew up high, But then the devil caught me, and made me his bride
Sombra threw her alabster crown to the heavens, how dare this stallion assume such. She was no wretched dark, nor was she a pitiful light, she was a mere neutral, one that walked in the shadows and the sunlight.
"Steed, you could never assure me satisfaction, even if you so tried. As for your poor assumption, I am no dark. A neutral is were I align."
So my wings are folded into my skin, and never will you see me fly again
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Post by wayward on Dec 7, 2006 20:35:33 GMT -5
When you've lost your love
Del Fuego was beginning to tire of this conversation. He had work to do. A sigh was emitted from his maw. Pillars shuffled slightly, then he spoke to her,
Such sweet talk. May not be the best way to get me to tell you something, but that's my thought. Good evening and good night to you both. Good luck on the foal.
Sinew tensed as the mottled pelt of Fuego departed from the scene. He did not move in rapid fire, but a slower more relaxed pace. He headed towards his pressing business, mind happy with what he had learned. He was still though, in earshot if either yelled something to him. Nares drew in deep breathes as he left.
I'll be there. Just there.
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