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Post by Tig on Feb 26, 2009 22:58:43 GMT -5
Fiona shook her head. "It won't be helping me. You destroy it. I die. Even if I don't die, I'll never be able to live as a human. I have no humanity left. I need the moon. I want the moon. I've accepted what I am long ago." She sank to her knees, hating being at his mercy, hating him for his threat. She didn't want anything to change.
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Post by sacredrapture on Feb 26, 2009 23:07:33 GMT -5
'Very well then.. I shall spare your tormentor. However..'
Water swirled around the wrist of Fiona, and solidified into an ice bracelet.
'Ill keep that on you if i were you'. He smiled. The dark disc covering the moon dematerialized, and the town was once again lit up my the moons light. He descended to the ground.
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Post by Tig on Feb 26, 2009 23:21:36 GMT -5
Fiona sighed, trembling from her anger when he backed down from destroying the moon. She looked at her wrist. She scowled, then glanced over to him. "What is this?" she asked him, not pleased that he put a bracelet on her. She stood up slowly and looked at her bloodstained hands. She dropped them to her side, and watched him cautiously.
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Post by sacredrapture on Feb 26, 2009 23:51:53 GMT -5
'A present. Youll find you cant remove it, in case youre thinking you can. All will be revealed in time.' He looked at her placidly.'
'I only want to help'.
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Post by Tig on Feb 27, 2009 0:01:35 GMT -5
"Help?" she asked, it confused her. "Why?" No one ever wanted to help her. Even the one who created the wolf within her, he didn't want to help her, he'd just left her with her unwanted fate. She tugged at the bracelet, distractedly.
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Post by sacredrapture on Feb 27, 2009 0:24:33 GMT -5
He watched her tug at the bracelet fruitlessly. "My plans will be made known soon' He thought. Werewolf she may be, but she will never comprehend the plans of a divine being.
'Dont worry about that. Yet.'
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Post by Tig on Feb 27, 2009 0:32:43 GMT -5
She eyed him as she dropped her hands. "I don't trust you," she told him, moving away from him. She wasn't afraid of him, but he haven't given her a reason to trust him. He was highly arrogant, and that annoyed her.
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Post by sacredrapture on Feb 27, 2009 0:49:18 GMT -5
'Oh whether you trust me or not is of no significance. Id think my background more than speaks for itself'. He motioned away to some place.
'Care to walk?'
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Post by Tig on Feb 27, 2009 0:55:02 GMT -5
Fiona glared at him. Oh yeah, definitely arrogant. "Where?" She didn't even like him, she liked her solitude, and he bugged her. "Fine. I'll walk."
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Post by sacredrapture on Feb 27, 2009 1:11:43 GMT -5
His wings spread, then faded till there was nothing left. He sensed her hostility, but brushed it off.
'If you do not wish to, then be happy with your moon.'
He turned around, and started walking away.
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Post by Tig on Feb 27, 2009 1:16:47 GMT -5
Fiona was still angry, she always tried to keep her emotions locked away, but he brought them out by aggravating her. She walked after him, not sure why she wanted to, he was just trouble. But she was curious.
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Post by sacredrapture on Feb 27, 2009 1:27:34 GMT -5
He sensed her walking behind him, and he smiled inwardly. He knew the effect he had on people, and was not surprised. He ignored her, and looked around while walking. He wanted to rest a bit, he was exerting himself the whole day with his powers.
He saw a hotel in the distance, and started walking slowly towards it.
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Post by Tig on Feb 27, 2009 1:33:00 GMT -5
Fiona walked behind him, keeping her distance, not caring that he was ignoring her. She hooked her thumbs in her pockets, her gaze on the ground so she didn't have to look at his back.
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