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"I love him so much but he dosn't notice me at all. What I have to do"*Garsha's tears run dry*"All it will hurt is those trash as he calls them. You Know Damion's reputation? how can you be sure he loves you?"
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*sighs* good point. but youve known me longer...and youve seen what i have done to the men who have betrayed me. *fanged smile* damion is no diffrent. he wants to betray me...fine. there are plenty more out there. and why dont you go looking? faisor isnt the only pretty face around here. what about karle...or...lucius? hmm? no point though. i should kick you out...youve been causeing a lot of pain. trying to sick the girl on him for revenge...tsk tsk. never trust a human to do a vampires job. you want him out so bad...i would love to see you try...and get your ass ripped up for it too.
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*Garsha shakes head*"Damion killed those he slept with, he will just wait for you to let him in your bed. Me? As long as Faisors happy I will suffer anything, I love him."*in bitter tone*"not like you seem to know what that feels like. I have no wish to fight that womanising boyfriend of yours. I just gave that girl her chance to avenge her family"
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*eye roll* you are very pathetic you know. your not even worth the blood in your veins. *snaps the vampires neck* go talk to someone who cares. *rolls her shoulders to relax them and looks around* i really need to find better help around here. *goes to find the hunter*
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OOC: would that kill a vampire? or she still alive just hurt? hoping just hurt but if it would kill her I'll delete this
*Garsha held her neck in pain*<I got lucky there. i best find a way to warn Fasior>*Garsha moves slowly to find Faisor*"I love him, does none understand?" |
OOC: nothing in a vampires body functions apart from basic senses and the circulatory system. A vampire could usually survive a broken neck and heal in a few min/hours...assuming the vampire wasn't decapitated or the circulation to the head wasn't screwed up in the fracture, that is...
(i think this is correct) IC: Link sat down in the workshop and continued to work on the sheathes. |
OOC: good. ignore my pm then dax
*Garsha struggled up her neck still hurting*"I must find Faisor and warn him. Maybe I'm pathtic but at least I know what love is"*Garsha goes in search of Faisor* |
after trying to looking for everybody else and not finding them, sech decided to get his treatment stuff and follow the signal from the pendent that link was wearing until he saw link in a workshop
"hey link, did you see where the noises were coming from?" he asked as he walked into the workshop and got his things setup to begin treating his newly forged sword and saw that there was a sharpening wheel <good, i'll be needing that once the sword's been treated> |
"ah, something was going on with Desdemona, Dameon, and Fabelle. Apparently it wasn't anything serious...at least, for me." Link finished carving out the sheaths and began to look for a rope, belt, something to make a strap for them. "By the way, when do you think we'll go take care of your master?"
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"I see. did you run into sirach as well? oh, tomorrow night is the soonest we can take off. when i left her, she was in venice but she can use the kind of device that shocked me from anywhere. like she can be 60 feet down in the middle of japan and i'm on the other other side of the world and on the highest mountain, and she'd still shock me." right after he starts cryogenicly treating his newly forged sword, sech gets sad, sits down in a corner and starts crying with his face in his hands <i don't want to kill her. I don't what to betray them. not even dameon. i want kids but i don't want to have to see them die. I want to be embraced but i still wouldn't want to kill her. I don't even want the to kill her but i know she has to die. I don't even know what to do> at this point he starts crying even harder and doesn't care if anybody hears him
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