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Post by Pebble on Jan 22, 2017 17:34:03 GMT
The clatter of an archangel blade hitting the floor seemed to echo. Where it dropped, it smeared blood onto the concrete floor, matching the pooling blood of a lost sibling. Her own nose was bleeding, cuts covering her body. In the end, the third oldest had won. She had defeated the youngest of the group, who had gone mad for power. She had killed her sibling. She could feel the tears rising in her throat as her knees buckle, the garage of the bunker offering no help as the youngest took her final breath. She closed her eyes before opening them again, the black wings of death staining the ground. They wouldn't be able to get rid of it. She backed away, sucking in a breath as her own, now silver, green and, black wings fold against her spine. What was she to do? Her mother wouldn't be happy. Her father wouldn't either. She was seeking comfort but from what? Gavin. He wasn't here though. What was she to do?
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Post by Sylphie on Jan 30, 2017 18:34:51 GMT
Sylphie felt one of her siblings just, disappear. The now youngest was shocked to her core. Why? How? She flapped her wings and landed in the garage and there was pebble, and the dead body of madds.
"No...." She said softly, shaking in fear and anger.
"Pebble. Why." She asked, a tremor held within her voice.
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Post by Pebble on Jan 31, 2017 12:17:42 GMT
She cringed lightly. Slyphie... she wouldn't face her sibling, only continued to stare at the body on her own horror. "She had gone insane.. it had to be done." Oh god... she sounded like her father, killing her own siblings. Because they stood a threat to her.
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Post by Sylphie on Feb 2, 2017 18:12:09 GMT
"So? You didn't just kill Madds! You killed her vessel as well! You killed two people! We could have found another way! Talk her down, hell even just get her out of her vessel and send her back to Hell! You didn't have to murder her!" Sylphie growled out, and wow she swore. That wasn't something she ever did, unless mentioning Hell by name. But the halfling was angry at her sister, and the soft glow of energy proved just how angry she was.
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