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complex_ity_ Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 11:46 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 7:47 am
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complex_ity_ Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 2:36 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 3:33 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 6:20 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 7:59 pm
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complex_ity_ Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 8:55 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2008 2:30 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2008 7:19 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2008 9:33 pm
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(Um, yeah. I hadn't made a conscious decision before that Wyatt would suck all his victims dry through a kiss, but I guess it works - history repeats itself, no?)
"And why would you?" Wyatt said agreeably.
"I think...we're almost there. It smells familiar-" Selana said, tasting the air inside her tunnel. Without warning, the walls around her crumpled, and her and Dion were dumped into a freefall. Below her, she could see green - and a clearing - "I found it!" she exclaimed triumphantly, exhilirated.
Dion screamed and screamed. She had no fear of high altitudes - she could scale any structure of any height, often in record timing - but falling, the act of falling, terrified her. The sky plummetted past her in a single smudge of blue, and suddenly she felt the breath knocked out of her. It felt like she had landed upon the summit of a mountain - surely she was no more than a skewered body now? Sharp points dug into her skin, and then another, and then...
Wyatt was completely unprepared for the corpse - that was his first impression - that hit him from the sky. In his position on the ground, his bones jutted out in all different directions, and if he'd not been a vampire he probably would have died from the impact. He tried in vain to get out from under the body, and in his efforts, it took him a moment to realise that it was warm. This was a live, blood-filled human that smelled like - Wyatt's senses went into overdrive at the familiar scent. Hunter blood. He acted on impulse, and swept the girl who'd crashed into his arms. Which twin it was, he did not care - although witch's blood was unbearably sweeter; Wyatt took barely a look at her face before bringing his lips down hard on hers. He took no care to keep his razor sharp teeth out of the way, and venom mixed in with saliva as he began to draw her blood. For the first few seconds, anyways, he was able to ignore the familiar pain; his and hers.
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complex_ity_ Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2008 12:34 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2008 2:23 pm
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complex_ity_ Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2008 11:08 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 13, 2008 12:36 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 13, 2008 4:05 pm
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