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Feb. 7th, 2006 @ 10:51 am crazy drivers
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Date:February 7th, 2006 08:12 pm (UTC)
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How about...EnvyxPride for a prompt? ...No. I'm not obsessed. Whatever are you insinuating? >.>;
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Date:February 7th, 2006 11:19 pm (UTC)
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Wheee! My first 100 word drabble. Aren't you lucky? ;D

“Brother?” The people, the ones he was here for, were coming closer. He tensed.

“Wait.” So he did. He was patient.

When the command finally came, he moved quickly, scythe already out and flashing, reflecting a blood red moon, making him an ethereal last vision. Ordinary people such as the soldiers presented little difficulty to him. He stood, blood-spattered, awaiting any word from the silent spectator.

“Good enough. Let’s go.” Golden hair dripping ichor, he followed. He did not expect more, nor did he get it. His brother had acknowledged his kill as good, him as good. It was enough.
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Date:February 8th, 2006 01:41 am (UTC)
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Eeeeee :D