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05-23-2007, 08:52 PM
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Deaths Mistress
Zappfly
 
: May 2007
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Splat I have changed babys profile, so she doesn’t go about, ‘leeching’ peoples minds . AND she would be hurt if she was shot and whatnot, and due to her many minds (how annoying) she isn’t one to throw herself into a full fledged battle.
Okay.....
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Baby growled and slid down from the side of the train as it stopped at the train station. The moment she touched the ground, she slunk to the ground and snorted, sniffing for any foes. Once she decided the area was clear, she straighten to her full height and surveyed the area. She, despite herself, was impressed by the sheer size of the farms. Her other ‘sub’ minds clambered for attention, snarling and shoving at her main mind in a attempt to have her listen. She willed them down, snarling mentally,
*no…*
She slinked across the ground towards the door and cautiously nosed it open. Almost immediately numerous scents invaded her nostrils. Sligs were every where, and Baby knew she was too weak to attack anything. She looked in her mind and seized a worker sligs mind. She tightened her mental grip and the slig mind responded,
*food for factory usually stored in either loading docks or basement.*
Satisfied she released it and decided she needed food more then anything. She shut her glowing eyes and then followed her ‘blind’ animal senses to any available food. she detected a large amount of wildlife in a large area, the basemen, and decided to go there first. Wincing as the wound on her left shoulder, a bullet wound, pulsed with pain, she swiftly made her way towards the basement.
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Pup squirmed and wiggled out of the suitcase. He trotted out of the train, just as it pulled away. Panting happily he trotted towards the door. Drooling, he nosed it open and looked about, his abnormally large eyes rolling. He barked and trotted about the production lines, salivating happily.
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I am nothing but a shadow in the mist, you shall see thy face just as your are slashed down were thou stands. The shifter and Mistress of Death be thy name.