Arsis_von_Neaera
THIS. IS. SPAR -shot- ... *gurgle*
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As the young psychic cut him down, Innon bantered and complained. "I've not the slightest who you are, who your father is, what you are, or what your farther is, but I am NOT eating that thing in your hand," Innon said, attempting his best at a dangerous tone. "I might be dead, but I am not a zombie. Despite what you things might think of me, I am far from a flesh monger... unlike your goopy companion over there..." he said, eying the mess behind them.
"I've no idea whats going on, here, explain. Why do you have the heart of a priest in your hand? What does it have to do with me?"
Innon braced himself as Feenai asked him to, as he was freed from his restraints.
Maybe it's a condition, ever think of that? No, no you didn't. You never thought, "oh maybe he's sensitive about his invisible eyes." Maybe it's a skin condition.
"Maybe she was born with it..."
Last edited by Arsis_von_Neaera; 01-28-2012 at 07:41 PM.
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Posted 01-27-2012, 11:37 PM
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