Moon Lyght: ::One wing twitches to slide to the floor::
Icer1978: ::Snorts, shaking out her neck:: maybe I
shouldn't have said anything...
Oziendis Nightstalker: ::He lounges in his usual booth,
drinking from a vial filled with a deep red liquid. A smirk
twists his lips as he sees the stupid dragon girl passed
out on the couch::
: Mykah has left at 11:40 am
Moon Lyght: ::Mumbles in her sleep incoherently::
Icer1978: ::With a grunt, she found herself on the floor,
nostrils quivered as she looked back at the demon, giving
a snarl::
Oziendis Nightstalker: Don't tempt me little one.
Remember I have slayers at my beck and call. I will not
hesitate to sic them on you and your stupid mother
Oziendis Nightstalker: Though your mother will be mine
soon enough. ::Leers::
Icer1978: ::Hisses::
Moon Lyght: ::Mumbles:: Icer...(vs)
Icer1978: Leave her alone...
Oziendis Nightstalker: Oh I will. untill the week is up, but
she may well come to be before then
Icer1978: ::Wings twitched as she glanced back at her
mother before letting her neck sink to the floor with a
snort::
Oziendis Nightstalker: *me
Oziendis Nightstalker: She failed to realize the blade I
used to take her blood was cursed ::Chuckles darkly::
She will soon have no will but my will