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Post by Bails on Jul 13, 2009 7:40:53 GMT -5
"There's a million and one souls, go play your little games with one of them."
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Post by *Gem* on Jul 13, 2009 7:48:08 GMT -5
She squirmed against his hold, but he wasn't releasing her. "Your the one throwing his weight around, my lord"
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Post by Bails on Jul 13, 2009 7:55:50 GMT -5
Tyr snorted in contempt and let go of her, continuing his walk home. Why did he need some jumped up demon telling him what to do?
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Post by *Gem* on Jul 13, 2009 8:07:14 GMT -5
"Nuh uh Snake." She growled and re-appeared in front of him. "You walked away from me last time, Twice! Stop being such a f**k**g chicken, don't you know lifes a game?"
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Post by Bails on Jul 13, 2009 8:09:42 GMT -5
"Is it? Sorry, I didn't get instructions. If life is a game, we play by very different rules, Miss. As far as I can tell, we're not even on the same board. You live to destroy, to hurt, with no duty or honor. I live for those things. So snake or not, I at least know what type of player I am."
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Post by *Gem* on Jul 13, 2009 8:18:45 GMT -5
"Since when did men read the instruction manual?" She purred. "They just poke around, with whatever tools they can and hope their getting it right."
Xable ran her fingers over his chest once more. "I have honour, and duty." She told him "just because your living the fairytale, princess, doesnt all of us can wear our honour on our sleeves- just our hearts." The clock on her collar icked, though seemingly louder.
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Post by Bails on Jul 13, 2009 8:25:45 GMT -5
"I don't live in a fairytale. I know how Hell is." Tyr was getting tired of the arguing, the Wrath dwindling. "You're like one of those Russian dolls, you know? Everytime I turn around, you're a different layer."
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Post by *Gem* on Jul 13, 2009 8:33:49 GMT -5
"A differnt Layer?" She shook her head. "No, Snake, I'm a production of hell, in all its sadistic glory. I am the nightmare, the balance for all the gushy crap that love brings in the world. Everything has its balance- Didn't you learn that?" She smiled, invitingly. "Begrudge me my honour still? I'm just doing my job, I can't help it if I'm programmed to enjoy it."
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