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Post by Tyr Sephora on Dec 19, 2010 18:49:04 GMT -5
"Which should I choose first?" Pulling a knife from her belt, she did a creul game of eenie meenie miny mo- And landed on Elizabeth. In a language harsh and ancient, she demanded one of the men take her away- And the blond vanished with him.
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Post by Autumn Devine on Dec 19, 2010 19:04:09 GMT -5
A chill went up her spine, and she tried her power again, a white noise buzzed in her head as she attempted to call Tyr- or Vik- or just about anyone.
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Post by Tyr Sephora on Dec 19, 2010 19:07:21 GMT -5
She shook her head, pulling over a chair and straddling it. "Your powers won't work in our pit."
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Post by Autumn Devine on Dec 19, 2010 19:12:59 GMT -5
Tam figured as much. She bowed her head once more, letting her hair fall in her eyes. This wasn't going to end well.
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Post by Tyr Sephora on Dec 19, 2010 19:13:30 GMT -5
"Do you think your Lord would appreciate a finger or an ear better?"
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Post by Autumn Devine on Dec 19, 2010 19:21:04 GMT -5
She didn't rise to the taunting, ignoring her.
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Post by Tyr Sephora on Dec 19, 2010 19:22:26 GMT -5
"Or perhaps a breast?"
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Post by Autumn Devine on Dec 19, 2010 19:29:56 GMT -5
Autumn met the womans eye once more; whispering. "I'm going to make you wish you were dead."
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