Raiha

[COLOR=seagreen]I am 5'7" and I weigh....118lb. Even though...most of it is muscle from all the dancing I do. Anyways, I might as well go to bed and wake up and get that hangover over with. G'night Juu.[/cOLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]lol, somebody can not hold their liquor. Heh heh heh....oh well, I suppose your age does mean something. Then again, so does body mass. How much do you weigh?[/cOLOR]

[COLOr=royalblue]You think that's bad? I had about 3 and a half glasses of white wine....so if anybody should be a little dizzy, it should be me.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]The blood frenzy of her tribe was heavy behind her eyes....it started as a humming in her veins, that quickly escalated to a surging roar behind her ears. With every kill a wolf made, more and more of their bloodletting flowed into her mind.... Filled with the madness of the hunt, Ananda was sorely pressed to keep herself under control.[/i] Kenneth: Stop. Ananda: What? Kenneth: You're grinding your teeth. Ananda: ..was I?[/cOLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]Don't make me throw up Flash. You know you could never do anything like that. You'd die laughing before the second page.[/COLOr]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]The two stared at eachother, floating high above the chaos and confusion below. Red against rose.... clashing, struggling for control. Ananda sighed and clawed her hands.[/i] Kenneth: What is it? Ananda: They are coming. Kenneth: Lingh himself? Ananda: Yes, the whole tribe is loping through the fields...and their song is beautiful. Kenneth: How large is it now? Ananda: Divided into territories, but stil under Lingh's alpha? Kenneth: Yeah. Ananda: at least 100, all fully primed for battle.[/COLOR]

[cOLOr=royalblue]HAHAHAHAHA!!! Oh my god, that's hilarious. Flash: Please don't cry love. ????: Just hold me. ~~~~~~~ Eew. That's scary.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]She sighed with pleasure. The song of the wolves was growing stronger with every movement. Ananda listened intently. Lingh's voice was heard from afar....roaring aloud...strong and bright. With every passing moment, their bloodlust served to fuel her happiness... Kenneth watched her. Eyes glittering brightly, red. He smelled the air. Above the smoke and blood, he could smell something else. He looked at her again, and something clicked. Roses! Red roses... It was delicious, a heady scent... Ananda slid her claws in and out of her hands, controling her urge to swoop down and join the hunt.[/i] Kenneth: Do you always give off that scent? Ananda: Only when very pleased...with something or someone. I don't usually notice it. Kenneth: Smells good. Ananda: Oh thanks....but I don't know why I do it.[/COLOR]

[cOLOR=royalblue]Ananda: Kenneth! [i]She caught him and he steadied himself. She looked around. Pain. Agony. And she hated it. With a single growl, she arched her back and her spine rippled once more. She snarled and spread her wings. Kenneth watched, then did likewise. Dragouret rose into the air with half Demon... Hovering high over the mayhem below, they watche quietly.[/i] Ananda: Bad moon tonight. Kenneth: Bilouhou must be angry. Ananda: ...no, it's just his bloodlust. And I would know... Kenneth: .....it's dark. Ananda: ....[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]Are you talking about me? 104? I suspected as much... LOL, would you adapt to a romance novel type RPG flash?[/coLOR]

[COLOr=royalblue][i]Still shooting left and right, she cooly moved.....unaffected by the agony around her.[/i] Jaudiar: And I have more than you and everyone else. So stop complaining. Liam: True...oh...ugh Jaudiar: And when this is all over, I'll go take a nice hot shower, then soak for a month in the hot tub. Liam: Mind if the rest of us join you? Jaudar: Please...[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]LOL, it probably doesn't help that I've been here since the start of the first boards before these VBulletin boards...and I joined almost every RPG that had some sort of logical sense to it.... Eheh, -_-[/COLOR]

[COLOr=royalblue]You know me...I'm comfortable in any situation. I've been in millions of RPGs, so I don't really have a preference. I like all sorts, so I picked other. :D I wonder how many RPGs I've been in anyways....[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]It was bad....She snuffled and inhaled deeply. Chubacabra. Damnit. The hardest kind to kill..... Her sword glittered in her hands and her wings spread dangerously. Whenever it appared again, she would carve out it's organs in alphabetical order.....[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]She walked out in to the frosty night with him, enjoying herself. The orcs and the wolves were going to have fun tonight. And Lingh was laughing. The howls were starting to reach her ears, and she resisted the urge to join their death song.[/i] Kenneth: What do they say? Ananda: They are singing the songs of No Return. They sing, "Fangs will find their prey, Blod will be spilled, Mourn no deaths, For we go with honor." Kenneth: Lovely. Ananda: I wish I could sing with them. Whenever they went to battle before, it was always fun. Kenneth: You enjoy death? Ananda: Not innocents...only those who deserve it. Like. Men. Kenneth: Low blow. [i]She winked and dodged the half hearted swipe he made at her head...[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]Ananda: You're going to get wasted before it's even time to fight. Kenneth: Eat drink and be merry. For tomorrow we die. Ananda: Roman. Kenneth: Yep. Ananda: ...Die all, Die merrily. Kenneth: Where's that from? Ananda: It's the maxim Lingh always says whenever we have tribal disputes... [i]She watched him over the rim of her glass. He was looking normal enough, even though that was his third glass. Several hours later, she was still sober, and Kenneth appeared to be sober as well....[/i][/COLOR]

[cOLOr=royalblue][i]She played with the wolf for a few moments, then it leapt forward and urged her to follow. She grew her wings and followed, silently...like a breath of cool air. It loped along quietly, turning his head to watch for her every now and then. Tarlain landed behind him when he paused. Another calf was dead. Dismembered, disgusting....horribly mangled. She gasped. The wolf turned his head and gave her a soulful look. And her eyes smarted. This was awful. She did kill animals, but to eat, not to just hurt. The wolf was sad as well, then he bid her a farewell, and raced into the night. She placed a hand on the calf's head, and closed her eyes. There was a dark scent in the air...it hurt.[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOr=royalblue][i]The night was cold, but it held no fears for her. A Dragouret had nothing to be afraid of, except maybe a few Nosferatu here and there. She drew her sword and stepped into the shadows. A beast was coming...snuffling the air, turning his head back and forth. Her eyes opened wide. Wolf. She grunted softly and growled her signature. He loped over to her and sniffed her leather clothes. Then he smiled and put both paws up on her shirt, licking her face. She laughed and nuzzled his nose with her own.[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOr=royalblue]Ananda: I'll take a glass of white wine. Bartender: Sure. [i]The two took their drinks and sat down quietly in the corner. She sipped hers, and watched him. He was cute alright...more than most men.... She set her glass down.[/i] Ananda: Enjoying yourself? Kenneth: Immensely. Ananda: *sip* Sure.[/cOLOr]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]She chuckled and walked into town....as soon as they neared the tailor shop....she smiled. Kenneth folded his arms and waited outside. She entered....and exactly one hour later, she reemerged...fully dressed, yet still wearing the cloak. Kenneth raised one eyebrow....she looked unchanged.[/i] Ananda: Mm, that went well. Kenneth: Okay, how many people did you kill? Ananda: None. See? [i]She drew back the folds of the cloak, revealing skin tight leggings and a short tunic....bare shoulders and arms...Kenneth smirked. Perfect fit...black leather. As usual.[/i] Ananda: What do you think? Kenneth: Adorable. Ananda: Liar.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]Ananda: That's for me to know and you to find out. Kenneth: If you want to keep that cloak- Ananda: Oh whatever, it's part of a thing Lingh wants to do. Kenneth: Like...? Ananda: Let's just say that the natural disasters will be coming soon. Kenneth: Lovely. [i]She smiled broadly at him, showing feral teeth and the high cheekbones, customary to her races.[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]The Dragouret silently walked through the street, undetected as to being her real self. And she relished it. Words meant nothing to her....as did insults. She could not speak words into being...and retaliate. Such a mockery of life was hers to posess. But that did not get her depressed...she simply lived. Sword for hire...that was her reputation. And until otherwise informed, she would be like that till the end of her days. Tarlain was prepared.[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]She brought her lips close to his ear and whispered.[/i] Ananda: As far as anyone else is concerned, I'm a normal human. Fair? [i]He turned and brought his eyes into contact with hers. Rose glittered against black...and he smiled. She smirked back. They were at an understanding, without even using words. She was starting to like this demon bastard in spite of herself. She wasn't supposed to love anymore.....oh well. There's time for that later. She turned away from him and walked back to the town.... Her blood had cooled to a easy simmer, instead of a rolling boil.[/i] Ananda: ...you're interesting. Kenneth: Nothing compared to you...you're still naked. Ananda: Well, you wouldn't happen to have any clothes on you would ya?[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]She laid a hand on Kenneth's shoulder and turned him around quickly, pressing her lips to his...simotaneously opening a psi link to Lingh Redeyes.[/i] Ananda: [i]Tell him yourself![/i] Kenneth: [i]Very well.[/i] [i]Kenneth's eyes opened, then slitted, Lingh was waiting for him.....his mental signature of silver and black twisting in a pattern around Ananda's. He relayed his message and Lingh confirmed it...then receded. Ananda drew back her energy and released his grip on her on his shoulde. He tasted so young....[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]Raising their spears like lances, Ananda and Jaudiar opened their mouths and began to sing the song of death. It had been passed down to them by Kryas herself, and the music flowed, and the horses perked their ears as they galloped. Jaudiar's alto blended smoothly with Ananda's soprano, forming a lilting, twisting song...[/i] Both: Tantalar, a word for pain, Effratha, the home of Darkness, Uthwine, angel of sorrow, Gorjeouna, we hail thee. We will have our vengance. Jaudiar: How much longer? Ananda: We'll be riding in by sunset. In the meanwhile, we should sleep. Jaudiar: Of course. [i]Their songs fadded, and their spears were strapped down into the sadles. The two girls, equally at home in land, air, water, or on horseback, soon drifted into a collective dream. The agony and weariness of their night flight slowly fadded into a slow burning rage for justice.... Jaudiar's Starseed began it's slow burning. Ananda's Starseed began it's slow burning.[/i][/COLOR]