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Date: 2017-03-30 12:42 am (UTC)
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[He stops. There's no warning or fanfare, there never was when he changed. One moment he's a shade, the next he whirls on her his searing red eyes locked with hers and his black hair fanning out like dark wings. He slams his foot down so hard the ground beneath his foot cracks.

Something about those words!]


You tell your traitor to kill everyone. Yet you'll protect her? [He spits the words and his rage tears at the air as he clenches his fist.] From what?

So he'll slit her throat last?! [He turns away and brings up his fist, smashing the side of it against a tree hard enough to leave a fist sized dent. Then he truly walks away, fading back into a shade.]
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