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Post by wingedwarrior on Nov 12, 2009 6:17:45 GMT -5
Daemon nodded, "do you know where to go? I would love to assist you," he said ready to go.
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Post by cyansky on Nov 13, 2009 17:55:37 GMT -5
Syl stumbled as he walked towards the front door of the house, its mouvements still jerky and awkard.
"Yes," he said, "just... follow me..."
Without another word, winds swirled around Syl, and he lifted off the ground. His flying was awkward as well, but no where near as bad as his walking. He flew eastward, towards the city blocks were he sensed Kiel. As he got closer, the signal strengthened, and his 'brother's' location became easier to pin down. When Syl had last found them, he lowered his altitude and crash landed near Kiel and this other... woman...
He looked at them, trembling, on his knees, the expression on his face cold and filled with resentment.
"Kiel," he hissed venemously. "How dare you let your guard down?!"
Kiel turned to his brother, eyes wide with shock.
"You're a man as well?!"
"Damn right I am!" yelled Syl. "And it's that b**** Effy's fault!"
If Syl's use of profanity wasn't shocking enough (as it was usually innocent and mild-mannered), there was something more unsettling about him... Kiel watched in shock as his brother's eyes and clothes turned dark purple... Oh dear... SYN! I am so screwed...
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