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Post by sion on Nov 18, 2005 12:44:44 GMT -5
Sion (Normal sion before he was cursed, atleast before he was cursed by adolf anyway) was standing with the dagger drawn. It was shaking in his hand. "Another? so soon?"
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 19, 2005 19:50:47 GMT -5
Cold hands clasped over his hand without the dagger.
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Post by sion on Nov 20, 2005 3:45:32 GMT -5
"Fox, take a step back, this is going to get ugly." The dagger began to shake more violently now.
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 20, 2005 10:48:24 GMT -5
Fox had this look of worry, but obeyed and stepped back, letting his hand go.
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Post by sion on Nov 20, 2005 14:28:51 GMT -5
Sion held the dagger above his head, "Fox, no matter what happens, you musnt touch me.."
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 20, 2005 14:39:06 GMT -5
Fox blinked, now more worried than ever. Her wings didn'tknow whether to ruffle or to drop or to disappear or anything. None of her knew what to do, sos he stayed very still.
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Post by sion on Nov 20, 2005 14:45:01 GMT -5
The dagger floated above sions head and his wings disapeared, He opened his mouth to say something to fox, something that she could remember him by if anything happened....His mouth closed...no words came to mind which would express the feeling.
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 20, 2005 15:15:55 GMT -5
Fox's tears welled up in her eyes. She didn't know what was going on, plus she thought he'd disappear forever. The thought tore at her mind.
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Post by sion on Nov 20, 2005 15:18:55 GMT -5
Sion was hefted in to the air, the dagger poised behind his neck, point facing him.
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 20, 2005 15:26:37 GMT -5
'What's hapening to him?!' Fox asked herself, and wanted to shout out the question. Tears rolled down her cheeks.
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Post by sion on Nov 20, 2005 15:28:14 GMT -5
Sions eyes flashed,each colour in turn matching the dagger.
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 20, 2005 15:30:00 GMT -5
Fox watched, tanting to reach up and grab his hand.
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 20, 2005 15:31:24 GMT -5
*wanting
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Post by sion on Nov 20, 2005 15:31:35 GMT -5
Sions head tiltet back, eyes glowing white, flames erupting from his body. The dagger resting on the hollow of his neck. Its own blade glowing white with sions eyes.
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 20, 2005 15:37:13 GMT -5
Fox flew up beside him, keeping a close eye on the dagger. If it tried to hurt Sion, she'd have to take it away.
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Post by sion on Nov 20, 2005 15:43:32 GMT -5
A voice echoed to fox, it was a strange echo of sions. [glow=white,2,300]"No! Stay back!"[/glow] The voice was angry, just worried.
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 20, 2005 15:52:07 GMT -5
Fox backed away, blinking. She sniffed, and nodded.
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Post by sion on Nov 20, 2005 15:53:22 GMT -5
The white fury lasted a long time, then the eyes turned black, the dagger began to judge sions mistakes, its own blade as dark as night.
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 20, 2005 15:59:51 GMT -5
Fox had descended by now, sittin on the ground, staring up at him.
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Post by sion on Nov 20, 2005 16:00:43 GMT -5
The black section wasnt nearly as long as the white, then it flashed through several more, pausing for minutes on light blue, and pink...
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