01-11-2009, 12:05 AM
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“It’s all yours,” he laughed, and brushed the loose hair off on his legs. Eyeing her project with mild amusement, the yellow-eyed boy found himself pleased she was doing so much to fit in. Inferni had always carried these skulls, for as long as he could remember, and they gave him a mild sense of comfort. It would scare away those who sought ill against their family. Psychological warfare. Mind and the body.
Winking at her, as he often did, the de le Poer boy took the stick from her so that it would be easier for her to eat. “Where do you want to put it?”
“It’s all yours,” he laughed, and brushed the loose hair off on his legs. Eyeing her project with mild amusement, the yellow-eyed boy found himself pleased she was doing so much to fit in. Inferni had always carried these skulls, for as long as he could remember, and they gave him a mild sense of comfort. It would scare away those who sought ill against their family. Psychological warfare. Mind and the body.
Winking at her, as he often did, the de le Poer boy took the stick from her so that it would be easier for her to eat. “Where do you want to put it?”