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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Dec 17, 2007 22:02:56 GMT -5
She laughed pulling herself free from his grasp.
"You make it sound like I care love, since when did I ever bow down to anyone, your pathetic." with another flick of her wand the ice melted into water she took a step back pointing her wand at the handle and watch it freeze.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Dec 17, 2007 22:10:50 GMT -5
Conjunctivitis, he shot at her. Emilian wasn't in the mood to deul, well, he was never in the mood do duel. "How am I pathetic? I don't look for solace in the bodies of men. I think that's a little pathetic. Me? I do it for the love of it."
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Dec 17, 2007 22:15:30 GMT -5
The spell was too direct, his tactics made her bored, she side stepped it a look of boredom on her face.
"Correction, I needed to have fun, you just happened to be the first dog nearby." she didn't mean it, when she met Emilian, it was a moment of weakness, however now she had Chase she wasn't going to let that get in the way of her mind.
"Sectumsempra." she hissed, all her anger pouring into her spells.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Dec 18, 2007 15:43:56 GMT -5
Emilian stepped to the side, the spell grazing his arm and slicing it, though not very deeply. He shot a stunning spell towards her. He wasn't one for wand play, much less any special spells, he just wanted out of the room. "So you say now."
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Dec 18, 2007 21:30:46 GMT -5
She moved to the side, the spell almost getting her.
"Tsk tsk tsk." she mocked leaning against a wall.
"Maybe I should pull a book, then I might even be a fraction of a second entertained." she yawned leaning against the wall.
"I suppose your not into it, and I hate it when theirs no competition, maybe some other time we can play." she pointed her wand at the knob allowing it to defrost, with her hand she shooed him away.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Dec 18, 2007 21:36:57 GMT -5
Emilian shrugged, "Gladly," he said, walking to the door. He slid his wand into his waistband and left, "Have fun with your little immoral boy."
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Dec 18, 2007 21:40:23 GMT -5
She sneered, at of all people to call someone immoral, it was him to say it.
"You know I will." she said looking around at the room, it was now adjusting to her mood, everything turning dark black or a deep purple, she glared, she was going to make sure that he wasn't going to make a repeat of Vannah.
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