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Post by Illya Ivanov on Feb 25, 2007 14:59:03 GMT -5
Illya ran a hand through his thick hair and eyed the flame in Cayne's hand. "Simple really, You vill be expected tu follow za orders of my secouned, Maria, 'nd of course myself."
The teen smiled and chuckled softly, looking away from the other for a slight moment. "Soon... soon ve the demonic vill be where we rightfully belong... vn top."
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Post by .: Cayne :. on Feb 25, 2007 15:14:10 GMT -5
Cayne's eye's made an evident evil look as he smirked the small flame turning into a scorching ball of flame flying toward's a rouge insect that seemed to be minding it's own buisness. "I don't take order's..." cayne said smirking as he closed his eye's opening them again looking at Illya. "But i might be able to be persuaded..." Cayne snickered making it obvious he was going to help anyway.
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Post by Illya Ivanov on Feb 25, 2007 15:25:17 GMT -5
Illya's smile turned into a smirk and his ocean blue eyes betrayed nothing. "Persuasion iz what I do best..." He chuckled darkly, knowing that the other had no idea of the double meaning behind his words.
Though it mattered not, it seemed. Cayne would be helping them anyway. Illya turned and whistled to Kajar, watching his pet before speaking again. "The Demonic are meeting en zi mountains zn a few days... Yu should be zhere." With that, he walked away from the fire wielder, griffin in tow, into the surroundings.
Gone.
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