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Post by ♥ on Mar 24, 2007 8:02:47 GMT -5
Fagin was in a tundra. A fire demon in a place of ice. Something had to give. He walked around, scarf over his chin slightly, his inner fire keeping the cold out and wings 'hidden' which meant he just kept them folded with magic, so he looked like a firey haired human with a pecualiar whip like tail.
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Post by Dizzi on Mar 24, 2007 8:04:51 GMT -5
"Hello there!" Daeta said, inside he was grinning. He just had to pretend to play nioce for a bit, then torture the man once he thought they were friends.
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Post by ♥ on Mar 24, 2007 8:08:07 GMT -5
Fagin turned, sea green eyes glinting with mischief. He was thinking the same, though he was after gauging the strength of the other in case he underestimated. "Why hello, what bring you to this rather nippy tundra then?" he grinned, like a shark.
(LOL this'll be fun.)
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Post by Dizzi on Mar 24, 2007 8:09:42 GMT -5
((Yes it twill!))
"I live in this wonderpous seqa of ice!" Daeta said grinning, taking a friendly step forward. "What about you?"
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Post by ♥ on Mar 24, 2007 8:11:38 GMT -5
He was wearing a light shirt in the middle of a frozen sea. Was he quite sane? "Boredom." he said simply, with a melodramatic swish of his tail.
(It doesn't taper much, it's thin and crimson, btw. With a small flame where spieks would be towards the end.)
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Post by Dizzi on Mar 24, 2007 8:13:44 GMT -5
Hmm...A tail eh?.... Daeta thought, quickly asking. "You look freezing. Want to come over to my place?"
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Post by ♥ on Mar 24, 2007 8:21:13 GMT -5
(Prehensile too, heh.)
Fagin considered. Hmm... Why not. Made having fun easier when there was objects to play around with. "Why sure."
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Post by Dizzi on Mar 24, 2007 8:24:22 GMT -5
About an hour later, Daeta and Fagin arrived at his home, a one story square house, with an extra room on the roof, a complete contrast to his old palace. "Hereit is...Not much...but it's too much work to make them from scratcxh. I'm Daeta by the way..." He said, extending his hand before opening the door, feuling cold into it, to gauge the mans resistance to cold.
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Post by ♥ on Mar 24, 2007 8:46:26 GMT -5
Fagin didn't take the hand, not feeling the cold as his flame magic simply balanced it out by instinct. He stepped in, absently twining the end of the crimson scarf around his hand, if it could really pass for a scarf.
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Post by Dizzi on Mar 24, 2007 9:03:37 GMT -5
"So...whats your name? It's cfommon curtesy to give your name when they give thier own." Daeta said, taking an apple from his pocket and biting into it.
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Post by ♥ on Mar 24, 2007 9:07:26 GMT -5
"Machura, Fagin Machura." he put on a mock serious voice.
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Post by Dizzi on Mar 24, 2007 9:22:17 GMT -5
"Good. I like to know the names of my victims." Daeta said, Walking behind Fagin as a hand of ice flew up from the ground and grabbed him. "Now. I know that you are, more or less, impervious to the coild, and judging by your tail, you musat be a fire demon. So, I've supercooled this ice thats surrounding you so that it will never melt." He luaghed, getting up close to Fagin. "So...option A or option B? A nice fun little game of chance. Answer, or this hand will squeeze you tighter and tighter until you either answer or die. I don't care either way"
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Post by ♥ on Mar 24, 2007 9:28:24 GMT -5
(He's the son of an Archdemon as you know, Asmodeus to be precise, lol. Look him up. >.<)
Fagin clecnhed his demon claws hand and growled. "C, bastard." whilst simulatenously putting all his heat energy into the hand. If he could supercool it, then he would just have to see who could go further in their respective temperature extremes.
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Post by Dizzi on Mar 24, 2007 9:49:47 GMT -5
"You're heat won't work." Daeta laughede. "Now. A or B?" Daeta asked as the hand squeezed tighter. "That ice is impervious to heat. It's a tenth of a degree from absolute zero. you're lucky to be alive. But, if I bring it down a tenth of a degree, you will freeze solid, even if you're covered in lava!" Daeta said, laughing.
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Post by ♥ on Mar 24, 2007 9:56:31 GMT -5
(He'd always keep it a tenth of a degree of of abolsute zero tohugh. Fagin sighed regretfully. "Time to pull a favour, heh." he had recently found out his aprentage and that somewhere along the line his pseudo uncle owed him a favour. "Now I;ll give you a choice... Envy or pride?"
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