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message 951:
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Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness
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Jan 02, 2011 09:14PM

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A heart-wrenching, blood-curdling scream escaped her lips as the whip came down.
Gabrielle hiked up the last of the small hill overlooking the valley, reaching the Fields and breathing in the heady scent of satyr-happy flowers.

((FIRE.))
Callisto cringed, shutting her eyes tightly and hoping, just hoping, that this was only a dream.
((Yeah. BECAUSE SIMYDA COULD TOTES WALTZ IN, AW YEA.
Actually she's supposed to take Vzia's whip from him, but Is isn't around >.<))
Actually she's supposed to take Vzia's whip from him, but Is isn't around >.<))
((heh. It's 'cos he lost his dagger, and I don't want to get to fire... that'd be hard for me.))
((Because Drake isn't barbaric -.-
Ermf... does he have to have a weapon at all times? Couldn't he just use his marvelous insults?))
Ermf... does he have to have a weapon at all times? Couldn't he just use his marvelous insults?))
((fine, it's more barbaric with a club. I don't know.
That requires thought I don't have. Erfm......))
Cassidy sat in the fields, her hands in her pockets as she stared out at nothing. Her earbuds were in. I'm so stupid, but whatever. Piano sounded, though it was far from the normal classical.

Cassidy gave the boy one warning look before averting her attention to two rather familiar faces, one of which was quite literally reptilian. However, the two faces together... now that was something new.
"Hello, Jen."
"Hello, Jen."

"I see you have Mestus," Cassidy commented quietly, removing one earbud as to not disturb the lovely poem playing.

"I see," Cassidy said, understanding. "She's okay, then. No more stress?" A trace of bitterness toyed in her tone, as well as a hint of anger.


Drake smirked. Another three. The finish of the first wisp."
((DEAR JESUS FLY. SPAM MUCH?!))
Another blood-curdling scream escaped Callisto's lips.
((...:3))
Six three silence.
A bloody image of a fire etched into her back. Drake had a smirk across his fce.
Six three silence.
A bloody image of a fire etched into her back. Drake had a smirk across his fce.

Jen calmed her face, forcing it into a smooth mask. A face she'd used too often thanks to her siblings. Oblivious to Drake and his paradoxing, sge gave Cassidy an incredulous(sp?) look. "What have you been up to?" She asked in a bad attempt to sound casual.

((I don't kbow if they left or not.))
message 1000:
by
Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness
(new)
Cassidy shifted, more aware of the words on her arm than before at the mention of Drake. "Lovely."