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Phantom's midnight corpse snuck its way to the grounds once the sun fell. The wind harshly bit her mane and made it fly out in defyance as she stood there, emotionless. Head was lifted towards the cloud-filled sky. How hopeless it was. How hopeless she was. Her mind was severly damaged since her king had left her like so many other stags in the past. Something had told her that he would leave but she was foolish in thinking that he wouldn't. So now she was left with an emptiness that needed to be filled. She guessed she had come here to try to find someone to fill her black cold heart again. But that was surely impossible. Head lowered to the ground to severly pull the blades from their sleep. Ears were alert and straining to hear any sign of life besides her pitiful own. Snorting, the blades bowed to the once queen of Poison Ridge. Her eyes gazed out once more at the vacant terrain. Sighing, she went back to devouring the fields. Even the other fae the king had brought had disappeared. It wasn't that Phantom cared. She was used to being utterly alone as she was now. Her luck would never change.
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« Reply #1 on Oct 31, 2006, 7:28pm » | |
Dancing alone [ a g a i n ]?
Silent footfalls brought the hellion across hell's ceiling at a collected trot. He was in no hurry... Merely scouting the area around in a more than likely futile attempt to find another living equid. His senses were dulled by the somber notion that nothing would come... His whipcord cascaded with his stride, audits were held lazily, and his serpentine was even with his withers as he strode.
Quite a few moments drifted away, never to return again... However, it seemed that today those slaughtered moments were sacrificed for a purpose. His skull lifted, and thorns perked. The brute's nares told him that there was a fatale somewhere near... That meant one of two things: a victim to his torment, or a follower. Whatever was to come, he would have his way. He didn't bother to quicken his pace, it would make him seem like a victim of desperation, and not the true murderer boredom...
Only a few more solemn moments were butchered before the dark shadow of a demoness made itself present. Noting that he was coming from behind her, he lowered his crown once more. His stride shortened to a walk to muffle the sound of his daggers scarring the earth. As soon as he could, he took the chance to extend his crania and clash his fangs with the vixen's carcass, not however, to cause damage. His walk continued, he pulled himself forward, staying dangerously close to the vix's body as if daring her to fight back.
Once his head was even with hers, he took a few more steps, and created a half circle to face her. His fearsome enamels escaped the elusive yet again as he prepared lyrics.
"Well well... What do we have here...?"
His tones remained secretive, in a way not revealing who the question was directed to. The lyrics however did resemble blood running down the fangs and muzzle of a wolf, shortly after it's meal... Warm, yet representing death...
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« Reply #2 on Oct 31, 2006, 10:50pm » | |
Phantom was sure that no one was going to come to entertain her for some time. So she took shelter in her thoughts. Her mind had wandered away for a few minutes. How foolish she was to let it escape. For she did not hear the approachings if the stag. If she did know of his presence before hand, I assure you things would have gone differently. An unfamiliar smell alerted her by the doings of her nostrils. But by that time it was already too late. His ivories had already touched her. Who was so bold as to touch her? Instantly she turned to see who her company was.
Her eyes narrowed as ears pinned back. She tried to look like she cared about what would happen to her even though it was really pointless. Phantom even considered lashing out at him but that too was pointless. Observing his size, she judged that he could easily have his way or easily trample her to the ground which ever he preferred at the moment. But she decided to take chances to stick around for a little longer. She stood, neck streched as she replied in a cool tone. "That depends on what your eyes choose to reveal to you, my lord."
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« Reply #3 on Nov 1, 2006, 11:38pm » | |
The equilibrium of his weight was destroyed as he shifted the weight from one hind leg to the other. He wasn't quite sure just how long this conversation was going to go on, so he might as well make himself comfortable. Cold slits stared at the feminine, taking in every aspect of her raven hued pelt as if looking her over to make sure she was good enough to even bother with. You see, unlike most broncs, this one wouldn't just take any vixen that dared throw herself at his feet. No... They had to be able to defend themselves, to keep themselves elusive if they must. Not only that, they had to have the darkness in them. An equid that claimed themself to be a darkling, yet being completely devoid of the fire of hatred, was to him worse than a light. Those drawn to the shadows burned with the fire of hatred, and the lights gleamed with the warmth of sunlight. Those who were mere lukewarm in alliance were usually needy and not useful for much... Like the fangs of a snake injecting venom into it's prey, he injected poisonous, rude, lyrics into the chilled air.
"My eyes have not quite made clear to me what they see... Perhaps it would help if my audits heard what they want. Spit out your cursing vixen... Or does your preferance allow me to continue calling you vix...?"
OOC: Not very good, sorry >.<;;
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« Reply #4 on Nov 2, 2006, 8:53pm » | |
Phantom was one of the d**ned who loved the taste of blood. There was no light in her black heart. Never was either. After all, she had killed her own mother once she got the strength up. The regular kills of small rodents kept her entertained. She also didn't make it a point to throw herself at stags. It was pointless and she thought it was stupid to breed to a king to show loyalty. No other action could be so low. Almost every stag she had come across claimed to be looking only for satan followers. And almost every one of them was proved to be petty. She hated the whole lot of them. Well, she hated everyone who wasn't like herself. She rolled her eyes at the stag's words. Surely he wasn't all that confident. "Phantom." She replied her two syllable answer. Hooves picked up restlessly to find a new spot where she bent her head to paw at the earth. She heard a rustling not far away. A mouse was it? As it scurried across the field, she stomped on it, ending its misery. Blood soaked hoof was a pleasing sight.
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« Reply #5 on Nov 20, 2006, 1:14am » | |
His Blood stain carcass enters into the terra, as he find phantom, with another brute. Sentinels pinned, whites bares, as he raises apon his hinds, his weapons cutting the atmosphere like knifes. As her lampistra glares at the brute, that stands before her. His carcass lands apon the earth hard, as he had came back, he wanted to show phantom, that he had come back, as he wasnt leaving her again, and as for the brute, his clades scraped the earth, as they broke soils lose from it. His cerebrum tossed wildly, as he was challengeing the brute to a fight over her. He carcass stands before him as he wanted to see what would he do?
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« Reply #6 on Nov 23, 2006, 1:56pm » | |
Phantom's gaze shifted to her previous mate. There wouldn't have to be a fight. She'd go back with Enable willingly. If the other brute didn't like it then that would be a problem for him. She hung her head as she looked to Enable as if she was inferior. Her hoof absent mindedly shook the blood that still covered it. Her mind was busy with questions she had to ask him. Why he left? Was he happy when he left? Where'd he go? Why didn't he even say good bye? And most importantly, why did he come back?
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« Reply #7 on Nov 25, 2006, 9:57pm » | |
His lampista glance at phantom and then back to the brute, as he placed himself between him and her. A snort was releashed toward him, as his cerebrum turn to phanton, as he softly whickers we had alot to talk about.
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