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Post by ebear215 on Sept 3, 2007 18:06:03 GMT -5
Erita could feel the muscles inside her twitch and she knew that soon she would desperately need food. It didnt help that the room was full of people eating their ordered meals. But cooked meat repulsed her. She wanted something fresh and squirming. Even a rabbit would do; however small they where it always felt satisfying to see something so small put up such a worthless fight. "Nilaur, we have not eaten in hours. Would you please hurry. I would rather not be forced to taste horrible human flesh in my mouth." She cringed at the thought of it. Their filthy, hairless skin that tasted worse than leather, was too much to bear.
Nailur continued to smile and gawk at the humans. "I'm sure a little while more would hardly do any harm" It was unnatural to see a demon that facinated with anything. Even stranger was that Nailur did not quite mind a human's taste. Every demon had his own preferances (some Demon's taking to the brittle, splintery feel of wood, while others take part in burning rock. But more common was the need for flesh). Even so, to mingle with your own prey was unheard of and purely stupid.
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otaku
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hmmm, is it bad to like anime more that reality?
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Post by otaku on Sept 5, 2007 4:27:47 GMT -5
"You can't hide forever, sooner or later you will be forced into a fight and then everyone will know." "Well I can put it off till then, I can't believe I was so desperate as to trust a demon." "Oh please, like all mortals when faced with your own death you panicked and grabbed hold of the first thing that could save your miserable life, I barely had to try." "Silence!!" Iejir sat in his dark room after pulling his thoughts away from the demon within his mind. He could still hear its snide laughter which meant It's influence was growing still.
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