Raven Prince (
me_and_only_me) wrote in
eswareinmal2012-03-15 12:07 am
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Orb: 13th of Rebirth’s Height
[[The Raven Prince is perched on a roof in the middle of the town, looking far to pleased at the sound of arguing beneath him.]]
It's such a wonderful thing, the scent of a heart dyed with hatred and jealousy; so strong when it's corrupted a strong, pure heart...
[[His smile is a touch unstable as he laughs, quiet and unstable]] Who's blood was it that fell, I wonder? To dye so many hearts so swiftly...
It's such a wonderful thing, the scent of a heart dyed with hatred and jealousy; so strong when it's corrupted a strong, pure heart...
[[His smile is a touch unstable as he laughs, quiet and unstable]] Who's blood was it that fell, I wonder? To dye so many hearts so swiftly...

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except less crudely, and that is Olinda's thought.
Snappishly, ] No one's blood fell.
[ Okay no, that was a lie. Blood fell when she got nicked by the snow. What she thinks was the snow. But what a horrible exaggeration! Unless...
Wariness enters her expression. ]
There was a man who spoke of harming others.
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[ That is good news. She is actually taken aback that it is good news. ]
What then?
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[ itt bitchy olinda ]
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[ They better have, in any case, to be the reason why she was taken from her sister. Not that any reason would be good enough. ]
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[ pot, kettle, black ]
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What the hell?
[ Y U P.]
Izzat s'posed to be some kinda poem? It's awful.
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Hardly.
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[WHAT a come-back!]
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[Sorry, Prince, he hardly listened to what you said earlier.]
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About what happened.
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[He rubs the bridge of his nose, oblivious to the cuts on his face.]
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[He looks at his hands. Other than being scorched from fail magic, he doesn't notice anything.]
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Video, five days late what?
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You're A LITTLE WORRIED he is also the sort of person who would ask to LICK JAM OFF YOUR NECK.]
Um.
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I guess we just both have our opinions.
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