Topic: Valley of the Dreamer II (DND) | |
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::The boy remained clinging to this Cassi, loving the warmth and loving sensation she provided. He felt secure and adored it, and he never wanted to let go.::
((Night!! I'll be up got uber work to do.)) |
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*Enters, a long black cloak covering her from head to toe. Nothing is visible but her red eyes. Her eyes seem to glow. She takes a seat in the dark corner out of the light.*
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((redhead, you around?))
Mishrona stretches and rolls over, slowly waking up. She notices a figure that wasn't there when she went to sleep. Quickly looking around to make sure everyone else is alright, she sits up and speaks to the figure. "Well met. It's alright to come into the light of the fire you know. We don't bite much. As long as you don't, we'll be fine." |
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((kinda...I'm off an on))
*She does not move. A low growl starts to build in her chest.* |
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((kinda...I'm off an on)) *She does not move. A low growl starts to build in her chest.* "I know you aren't really wanting to hurt us, you would have by now if that was your intention. Please, come join us." Despite her casual speech, her hand is on the hilt of her sword, all is ready if the need comes to defend. Taking care not to make any aggressive movements, she keeps her voice calm. "Are you hurt? Is there something you need?" |
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*gets up slowly, walks over to the lady who had spoken to her. She stands in front of her, nothing can be seen but her glowing red eyes.*
I need blood. |
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*gets up slowly, walks over to the lady who had spoken to her. She stands in front of her, nothing can be seen but her glowing red eyes.* I need blood. *Mishrona stands to meet this strange woman. "I am afraid I am rather attached to mine, I have bloodstained clothing in my pack, but I don't think it will help much. The blood is less than two days old. What of your 'regular' sources?" Her voice does not betray the cold fear inside her, which surprises her to no end. She is poised, ready to jump at the slightest jerk from the newcomer. |
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*gets up slowly, walks over to the lady who had spoken to her. She stands in front of her, nothing can be seen but her glowing red eyes.* I need blood. *Mishrona stands to meet this strange woman. "I am afraid I am rather attached to mine, I have bloodstained clothing in my pack, but I don't think it will help much. The blood is less than two days old. What of your 'regular' sources?" Her voice does not betray the cold fear inside her, which surprises her to no end. She is poised, ready to jump at the slightest jerk from the newcomer. "I don't believe you would purposely hurt me. You have had multiple opportunities to take out any one of us, and you chose not to. Perhaps there is another way to help you." |
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*She tightens her fist, starts to grind her teeth.*
Any raw meat or anything? *Her eyes seems to glow brighter with each passing minute.* |
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"I don't believe you would purposely hurt me. You have had multiple opportunities to take out any one of us, and you chose not to. Perhaps there is another way to help you." **Mentally slapping the snot out of herself for what she is considering doing, especially considering there is no one else awake to watch her back, she just can't seem to let go of the feeling that she SHOULD do this, and that she will be fine if she does. Fighting with herself in her mind, she awaits the newcomer's response.** |
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*She tightens her fist, starts to grind her teeth.* Any raw meat or anything? *Her eyes seems to glow brighter with each passing minute.* "I do have that. Let me help you. I caught a rabbit last night while I was out." She backs up to her pack, no turning her back on the new woman. She fishes out the rabbit and unwraps it. Then moves back towards the woman, holding it out to her. "I am a good hunter, I can get you more if you need it." |
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*smiles to the women, removes her hood. Her long red hair flows around her face, her fangs shine through her smile. She takes the rabbit, hisses as she sinks her teeth into the rabbits throat. She could not turn away from the women her hunger as gotten the best of her. She drains the rabbit. Wipes her mouth. Hands the rabbit back to the woman.*
Thank you. *She hated being nice to others but after what just happen she felt a little bad* |
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*smiles to the women, removes her hood. Her long red hair flows around her face, her fangs shine through her smile. She takes the rabbit, hisses as she sinks her teeth into the rabbits throat. She could not turn away from the women her hunger as gotten the best of her. She drains the rabbit. Wipes her mouth. Hands the rabbit back to the woman.* Thank you. *She hated being nice to others but after what just happen she felt a little bad* **Still poised and ready to fight, Mishrona takes a step back as the woman sinks her teeth into the rabbit. She forces herself not to run, scare to death as she is. She knows the woman could have easily attacked her, but chose not to. That should say something about her, and this is a woman she definitely wanted on her side in a battle.** Once she is finished, Mish takes the proffered carcass and tosses it down just outside the fire. After a few deep breaths, she speaks, "Once everyone else is up, I can go and see if I can put down a stag for your or something if you need it. Are you alright for now?" |
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Yes, it has taken the edge off. You still smell very good but I can control it for now. No need to do anything, I can haunt for myself.
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Yes, it has taken the edge off. You still smell very good but I can control it for now. No need to do anything, I can haunt for myself. "Hunting might be better than haunting at this point for you." ((sorry, I just couldn't resist that one...lol)) |
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((hahahah my bad meant hunt))
*walks back to her seat, places her hood back up* |
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((hahahah my bad meant hunt)) *walks back to her seat, places her hood back up* ((yeah, I know, but just could not pass that one up.)) Mishrona visibly relaxes a little when the woman goes back to her seat. She goes back to her own place and begins rolling up her bedroll and packing her things. She speaks as she packs. "Ok, um....I'm Mishrona. And you are?" |
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"..she is Tiage.."
::A rather cold, voice spoke out. Though the figure remained shrouded in the darkness.:: |
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*looks towards where the voice came from.*
How do you know me? |
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*looks towards where the voice came from.* How do you know me? Strangely enough for an elf, Mish is startled by yet another voice in the midst. "Um, ok. Tiage." She then shuts her mouth audibly and waits for this little exchange to complete before saying what is on her mind. |
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