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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2012 12:34 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 5:20 pm
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Snerpen cocked his head to the side, processing the given information while clicking the curved tentacles on his cheek in what could be interpreted as being pensive. After a few moments, he rumbled, "Destruction of the city of steel, eh?" Narrowing his blood-shot eyes, he grinned, "Oh, of course... Sire. This will certainly get the heart pumping like it used to. There's nothing a little violence can't heal, don't you agree?" A hacking cough emitted from his throat, a poor attempt at laughter, as he added, "Rivets of blood splashing the plains... The cries of death and fear... Torn corpses to pick at and decorate the plains..." Shaking his head, Snerpen acted as if he were snapping our of an illusion or dream. "I shall leave at once with... Wyverian." Inclining his head ever so slightly, Snerpen hissed mockingly once at Shenai before beginning to slither away.
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2012 2:49 pm
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Arya visibly relaxed her bunched muscles at the sight of Zirash's smile. Allowing her own features to soften, she tentatively graced herself a smile of her own. "Thank you, Zirash." Dipping her head, she added, "I feel as though you have come to my aid in a time of desperate need..." Chuckling, she shook her head. As Zirash led the way, Arya followed behind with long, slithering-like strides. At one point, she was tempted to simply drag her body along the floor like a serpent, but held the action within her. That would look strange... I think.
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