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New RN's. How bout it? |
I desire to serve the Mistress and her ladies unconditionally |
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I just want a drink |
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2010 8:59 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2010 9:01 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2010 9:05 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2010 9:06 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2010 9:12 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2010 9:13 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2010 9:15 pm
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{{OOC: rofl rofl rofl LMAO!!! Leave it to my fellow hooligans to take my worst nightmare and try to put him in a man thong! We both fell the hell out reading what you guys wrote. Unfortunately, he's going to bed but is eager to pick back up tomorrow.}}
*as Icy searches for her opening, the Ice Scythe is melting within her grasp and she gasps in horror, knowing that the scythe was Crys. Before she can say anything, she hears a couple of things- a loud thud followed by ringing, and the maniacal laughter of her hooligans. Afraid of the mockery they are making of him and knowing his unrelenting hatred, Icy begins to breathe hard and fast, chest rising and pumping hard, more out of fear for her friends than for herself. As she becomes fearful, she also becomes calm-a little too calm. As she takes deep breaths, on after another, a cold, calm resolve seems to emanate from her. As she exhales her last deep breath, it can be seen. She then closes her eyes and can feel Raela being awaken from within. If I let you out this ONE time, can you behave yourself and return after the fight is over? Icy can hear her sinister yet charming laugh from within the deep recesses of her mind. For you, my dear Reign, I would do anything. As I've told you before, I'm here to serve you, nothing more and nothing less. You will shall be done. With a slight nod and a cold sneer tugging at her lips, Icy lets Raela take her over. Soon, Icy is swirling with icy air and a freezing mist, causing the air around her to be devoid of any and all warmth left from earlier freezes, turning her hair snow white, her eyes a frosty blue, and a crown made of pure glacier ice appear on her head, and a staff and club of the same ice within her grasp*
Well, well, well Horned Passion. I see you've finally made it out of the Icy planes that were your home for a couple of decades....I'd thought you'd be over this little tantrum by now....still not able to play well with others, I see? twisted
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2010 9:21 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2010 9:25 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2010 9:26 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2010 9:29 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2010 9:32 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2010 9:35 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2010 9:36 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2010 9:41 pm
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