Darkness is Light
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elseworldexilesHe 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.
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.
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Date: 2006-10-19 01:13 am (UTC)"Mom?"
A little bit of telepathy is used to share a few memories with Wanda. Braiding her hair. The little song and dance number she made up when she was six. Shopping for a prom dress.
Fighting ain't gonna do it. Emotional blackmail might.