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Asura
Heir of Darkness
Asura took out a small mirror from her corset and hissed into it. "You have two minutes or fingers will begin to fly, worms." She returned the mirror and smirked as dark shadows began to clear out a space underneath a maple tree. A tea set and tray of cakes seemed to appear out of thin air and settled invitingly under the tree. "That looks like a good place as any. Now you will have to tell me about that mental attack that you did. I've never had anyone break past my defense like that..."
((I have to end here for tonight. Bath time.))
Posted 08-03-2011, 12:44 AM