
Posted by Slv. Voraer on January 31, 2009, 3:45 am, in reply to "But you said we could!" Lycoris should at the very least be given a gold star or some sort of brownie point. Maybe a scratch n sniff rainbow sticker. She was as stubborn as he was, and just about as dense. They were like polar opposites but similar on so many levels, that were Voraer ever to realize this he might faint with the horror of it all. The horror, the horror! V O R A E R
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Luckily his deductive capabilities rivaled those of a goldfish.
But the way Lycoris inherently loved was the way Voraer inherently hated. Though hate was such a strong word for him… I suppose it was easier to say he was simply radical, but not surfer radical, extremist, slow the #### down radical. Although, he considered himself surfer radical too.
She flits back into his line of site like a little song bird. He grimaced. Would he have to torch her ass to be rid of her? Scream the spiteful words bubbling up inside him? She was complaining, asking, dead-set on her goal. It was an annoying buzzing in his head, and it was beginning to ache and to boil. He closed his eyes, breathing in deeply. The attempt to calm failed as she continued, incapable of understanding him, or just not wanting to. ”Then stay here and rot I suppose.” He growled as she glued herself to this place at the expense of an apology.
His fire flared up inside him, fueling his anger, his rage. It was always there, like an iron ball from a bullet wound, he’d been shot dead in the heart with rage since he was born. He rattled his cage until he broke free. ”I don’t want to be friends with you!” He growled deeply, fire licking about his teeth and lips as they peeled across his dentures. His tail lashed furiously behind him and he took an aggressive, swaggering step towards her. Ash tumbled from his body. ”I wouldn’t want a sickening apology, I wouldn’t want a wolf friend I wouldn’t want to return. I hate wolves, I hate Andarin, I hate YOU!” the fury erupted, a torrent of fire exploding from either side of his tongue, merging into a larger billow of white hot flame flecked with blue, spiraling, twisting, yearning to engulf her.
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