The Angel of Death has come.

[Eve Siren]

* stares at the ground without emotions, rain drops rolling down her forehead, trying to whisper

"A ... mask of smiles hides ... hurtful tears."

*she looks up

"The Angel of Death is here .."

[Anbira Hicchoru]

An interesting name you have chosen.

[Eve Siren]

I have not chosen my name.

[Nash Stolar]

angel of death?

[Anbira Hicchoru]

I believe that is a title that I hold exclusively.

[Nash Stolar]

Mabey she is going to take that from you

[Anbira Hicchoru]

And if you believe that, you are a foolish whelp.

[Nash Stolar]

I dident say I believe it........

[Anbira Hicchoru]

Then say nothing, and cease wasting my time.

[Nash Stolar]

Hey, you the one who is posting

[Anbira Hicchoru]

As are you. As it stands, you have no reason to be here at all.

[Nash Stolar]

Nope

[Anbira Hicchoru]

I will make it clear for you. If you do not leave, you will be killed.

[Nash Stolar]

*walks off mumbleing something about old men*

[Sith Lord Rahl]

"The 'Angel' of Death? Hmm. Can't say as I've ever believed in angels. I think they're products of drunk space pilots' minds. Like the mer-women, and their imaginary ilk."

Pausing purely for effect, Rahl ran one hand through his thick, black hair.

"I, however... I am Fuer Grissa Ost Drauka; The Bringer of Death."

[Force Master Hunter]

Angel = being of Greek, meaning Messenger. Bringing tiding of Death is one thing. They are but tales. Being a BRINGER of Death, well that is another

[Sith Lord Rahl]

:evil:

[DarthHERA]

whoa, I thought it was Eve posting for a sec. cant help but think,"will the real Eve Sarin please stand up, please stand up" :

[Eve Siren]

-- coughs --

I'm the Angel of Death, the real Angel of Death
All of the others Angel of Death are just immitating ...
Oh, and Anbira, I'm not an angel. Being is the Angel of Death is not a title for me. It's a fact. And not with the wings and stuff, but I am the Messenger.

[Anbira Hicchoru]

Then die for me, Messenger.

:: Anbira extends a hand towards Eve, drawing her off her feet with a Force Pull. At the same time, he strides forward, and steps through with a Force-augmented press kick. The heel of Anbira's right boot meets the pit of Eve's stomach as Anbira steps through the attack, slamming the foolish wench to the floor. Using this as a springboard, Anbira propels himself upwards a distance of 15 meters with the Force, levitating. ::