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Posted: Sun Jul 12, 2015 6:40 am
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Posted: Sat Jul 18, 2015 6:12 am
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~*****•••••◘•••••◘•••••*****~Name: Wrath Race: Vampire (Last Purebred)Weapons: Two black daggers, and six shurikens Powers: Racial abilities like rapid healing, dematerialization/teleport, superior senses, superior strength, and speed. Relationship Status: Single Location: The Brotherhood Mansion ~*****•••••◘•••••◘•••••*****~
Wrath was continuing to bleed from the deep stab wound to his arm. He was already feeling the blood lose and pain, that it didn't help that he now was starting to cramp up from hunger. Cursing, he didn't have the time to thoroughly check the house over for Rhage, as he needed to get this damn thing stopped up. Growling he whirled around, and began heading back towards the front entrance. The clinic was the only answer, and like hell if he was happy about it. Wrath hated going there with a passion. Everyone was always bowing and whispering...Fearing him. As they should, however it annoyed the hell out of him. Not just that, but more then likely Havers' sister Marissa more then likely would be there as well. She usually was helping them out where she could..But he knew eventually he would need to see her anyways which made him frump even more. The woman deserved better then him, and he felt like an a** each time they might. But he could stand the idea of having someone tied to him, especially when he didn't feel that way for them. Growling, he teleported out and straight over to the clinic.
(EXITTING TO THE CLINIC)
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