Chani
~She shakes her head at Mistral's decision. Damnit girl can you be any more ignorant?! The pieces of the puzzle lie openly before you! Did I not say plainly he was NIGHTBLADE'S apprentice! She controls her rage of intellect and continues to speak calmly to Maverick.~ ^Leave them be, friend.^
Maverick
~He notes the sea of swords swirling about him. He shrugs it off madly. His black serpentine eyes return to Mistral, showing more hatred than before.~ "Do you pray for death on a nightly basis, whore, or am I given this as a gift?" ~He pulls his second blade, the boomerang dagger, and poises it dangerously at Larry's throat.~ "Ah, getting sentimental are we?"
[This message has been edited by Killing Spree (edited 10-30-2001).]
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