http://darkprophecies.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] darkprophecies.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] capeandcowllogs 2009-03-28 06:23 pm (UTC)

The only sound she made was the slightest of squeaks, if it could even be called that. Both her hands abruptly pressed onto his chest, and a second later they were elsewhere.

She did not know of the bullets had impacted their targets or not. She would have to return later for that knowledge.
But for right now, they stood in the park they had first met one another in - a shrill raven's cry filling the air as the powers of her teleportation began to fade away into the night air.

"By Azar I swear!" she shrieked loudly at him, using the hands still on his chest to abruptly shove him backwards a few steps, into the railing of the gazebo. She turned away from him only briefly, a hand on her forehead as she gathered herself.
Just as quickly she turned again, fire raging in her eyes.
"Am I that enjoyable to play around with?!"

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