PAIN, NO PAIN
10-01-2013, 08:02 PM
The phantoms mask never once wavered, but she could image the rage that bubbled inside her, with the way Morphine's children worshipped her, it was doubtful that anyone would get away with speaking ill about the ex-Queen. The noise that left the child's mouth was distaste and rather irritating. It was easy for the sable babe to guess just how Artemis would attack, using her parents abandonment as her only ammo. Her sneer grew, revealing the tips of fangs. "Oh my dear, that is quite old news. And besides that my parent is still alive and well." She couldn't lie that she still felt the pain of her parents abandonment, but there was no need for the porcelain wench to know that. Unabashed resolve kept her lips curled back in a wicked grin, determined to see the girl falter. The siblings were so much alike in their ways of attack, and yet no so different. Ares resided comfortably in her presence, while Artemis still chose to attack. It had been decided that two could play at that game. She knew of the blood that ran through her veins, and the blood that ran through the pallid dolls. But her's started Tortuga. With an attitude to match the dames, she let it flow freely. Never would she pass up on a chance to taunt the bratty child before her. It could be said that the pair had made it their mission to make the others life a living hell. Speech, |
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