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He smelled them. The familiar scent drew him like a bee to honey;melting away from the Queen while she consulted Marius. He has been a lurking shadow since then, out of sight, biding his time with the self-proclaimed promise of violence. He knew they were far from fond of each other, and now they are in disarray while the blood of Yeshua coats the stone floors in a macabre mosaic of Mystique's making.

Now, when their alliance hangs by the most precarious of threads, is when he strike; and he will take her out, the strongest first.

Teeth and claws, bone and flesh, reveal themselves in split-second anticipation of deadly impact.

Date: 2006-10-18 04:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silver-sable.livejournal.com
As she's starting to drink, Silver drives in the stake.

"You need to die now, Dani." The statement is said quietly, almost placidly and to anyone who knows her at all would indicate that for all the calm fortitude Silver has been showing, something is distinctly not right inside.

She standing on the edge between complete detatchment and drowning in the emotion she's barely keeping at bay.

Date: 2006-10-18 04:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] marvel-citizens.livejournal.com
Dani's body goes rigid as the stake penetrates her heart. She shudders against Roberto, then collapses into a limp pile of powder.

Date: 2006-10-18 04:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] marvel-citizens.livejournal.com
Now is the time to be practical. He wants to get Dani's remains off him, but he knows from experience that vampire dust is very absorbant. He rubs it into his open wounds to help stop the bleeding.

"Thanks."

His eyes widen. Oh, no. Not her. He cocks a chin at the figure just entering the room. "Silver...It's the witch."

Date: 2006-10-18 05:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silver-sable.livejournal.com
Silver is shaking with the physical effort not to give some sort of reaction to having just killed Dani. Laugh, cry, scream - something. Clenching a fist, she punches the floor.

Roberto's words grab her attention and turn her head.

"Fuck."

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