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*does CPR on him* K now, breathe again. *noms on a muffin*
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-gasps for air and comes to- Muffin?? Can I has one? D=
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You can has, of course! *offers him a huge plate of muffins*
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Yays ^^ -takes one-
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...What in the hell?
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@Cronis: There was a fight between me and Creed several hours ago. XD
@Ultima: Climbs up his shoulders* |
>.>... your a bunch of loonies.
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... And your point? XD
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...True, true..
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You're a loony too, Cron. *chuckles*
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No no, I'm as mad as a hatter.
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Fun fight, it was.
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*boobie slaps Crons then hides behind Creed* tee hee
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Mm?
*looks behind him* Mm.. |
Shh!! *hides*
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Woo hoo -is awake-
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*runs up to Cron and climbs up his shoulders*
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Evening master Cronislee.
*Falls upon one knee, head bowed* Orders? |
-draw a knife (just in case) and walks in-
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*Looks over very slightly, one eye, half open and looking to the newcomer and mutters*
Evening, Espy. |
Jump Espy. I desire a fox skin coat.
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*Extends arm blades from wrists at once, turning to Espy, eyes turning an instant shade of bright red.*
As you wish, my Lord. *Dashes forward, vanishing in a blast of black sand* |
No one's gonna jump me when I can hear you say that, sir.
(All in good humor here, I've been having weird moods lately.) |
Espy shimmers for half a second, then disappears. Kicking off the wall, she vaults cleanly over Creed's head, not bothering to shift out of her human form.
"Cronis...I think you know that it's never a wise idea to put me up against a fledgling Knight." (pretend I haven't got the wings and ears and tail here...Yay for casual semi-rps.) |
*Slices tail off, handing it to Croni*
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Ok, it is now official(er) that I am never going to San Fransicko.
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And why is that, good sir?
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Why not? |
CUTS.
OFF. TAIL. Damn right you don't have a tail |
Regardless, i'm not 100% sure how you jumped over me; I vanished :3
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Correction: -cuts off the fur at the very tip of the tail. She ain't got a tail because she's a shapeshifter >.>
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Cronis does. -shifty eyes- Annoying as heck.
(jk, jk. wait, actually, it is a bit frustrating.) |
http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c5...eaves2-1-1.gif ~random white shire horse runs past~ http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c5...ves2-1-1-1.gif |
<_<...
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http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c5...eaves2-1-1.gif ~horse stops suddenly and glares at Creed before charging suddenly and stopping mere inches from his face rearing as it pawed it's hooves at the air~ http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c5...ves2-1-1-1.gif |
-distracted by sudden brightness of horse-
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*Red eyes gaze at the steed, unflinchingly.*
There is no need for fear. No need for uncertainty. There is only the mission. There is only exacting wrath... |
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