Rosiel (
shall_yield_us) wrote in
poly_chromatic2012-01-30 12:00 am
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The same substance, in a tea spoon's fill is cure, in excess is... hmmm. Poison.
Well, Paracelsus be bless-damned, I shouldn't want more than a bite of you nomad tribes any-the-how. Unless you bring and maybe sing news, or blood offerings, or prayers.
But mostly news. Come, come, parasites. I'll take your news.
[ ooc: nothing past AS vol. 18, please ;; ]
Well, Paracelsus be bless-damned, I shouldn't want more than a bite of you nomad tribes any-the-how. Unless you bring and maybe sing news, or blood offerings, or prayers.
But mostly news. Come, come, parasites. I'll take your news.

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But, you'd have to catch me first, Rosiel. And that, I don't think you'll be doing.
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But make sure, I only run for you.
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Besides, I might turn around and fight you head on. Then what?
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I don't HAVE to let you kill me.
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