03-08-2009, 01:14 PM
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http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g210/ ... blebot.png);background-position:bottom;background-repeat:no-repeat;"> Catherine changed her position as the black male spoke. Those bersekers were somehow interesting, but frightening at the same time. As her case made the blue-eyed male think about those warroirs, them recalled her about her father, which reminded her about her mood problem. It was confusing, but made her wonder. Where her father one berseker? If so, would he pass this madness in battle to her? If he did, does that meant she could control it? If she could, so she wasn't going to harm anyone else. That trail of thought kept rolling until she had covered all the possibilities. The grayish female's eyes fell to the ground as she grunted, thinking about it out loud. A few seconds passed and she finally looked back to the male, her eyes glittering, even in the dark.
"Tell me more." she pleaded, wondering if his comments would help her to know how did those warriors controled that rage. Any information was welcome, and she knew he knew more, as he had known some of them. Her eyes sparkled, as they normally did when she was interested in something or someone, when she was about to learn something. |