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Posts: 11 Joined: Fri Jun 04, 2004 5:14 am Location: Probably in my room most likely
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You see a figure in the corner of a cemetery. Fog blow everywhere at the feet. It was dark and quiet, too quiet. Something was bound to happen, but what? The character stays still coming into focus a bit. Long hair waving in the night cold breeze. Armor on her as if ready to battle. No weapons visible from where your standing. Xaviar looks at you her eyes glimmering back and forth from blue to green. She smirks and laughs a muscular man laugh. A step toward you she takes as a twig breaks. Her boots on her with the buckles. About 6 ft tall she was she stare at you her eyes now turning purple to almost red.
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