Jun 24, 2017 19:22:37 GMT -5
Post by mustang on Jun 24, 2017 19:22:37 GMT -5
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[attr="class","otllyrics2"]The night asks how I’m doing Then the red camellia that resembles you gets jealous Your sweet lips dazzle and shine Causing waves to rise in my sleeping heart Even unripe peaches taste sweet Under the scattering flower petals Following the tip of your silk clothes Holding you close I know the sound of your breath You’re blowing over to me In this dream-like imagination My day and night are all you Even my swaying heart Your thick scent bewitches me Paint it on a little thicker This night is deeply spreading Your sweet lips they dazzle and shine
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im the biggest hit on this stage
[attr="class","otlbody2"]What must have felt like a large flashback to days of old. The heat and dry air of a desert for Djinn, it must have taken a minute for him to return to his senses. Mustang left his wings flared up, and yet kept his guard up despite knowing the fight was over. In fact he could have finished off the amber golem by himself. It was his generosity to give the final kill to newer player. It was good to give the darker tanned man a experience. His form grew ridged as the creature crumbled into pieces.
It was at this point that Mustang would turn to face Djinn, letting him get the full view of this form. It's hollow sockets dripping dark crimson, if he didn't know any better, Mustang could have pulled off the look of another bounty. Tall, ominous and demonic. The smoke grew thick and eclipsed him, the wings cracking like bone sickingly. The only visible thing before another sicking crunch of bone as the wings joined the mask of smoke. After a moment, the dark smoke dropped and their stood Mustang. A familiar smile greeting Djinn. "Easy peasy dude!" The defender exclaimed as he caught one of the vials in his hand. "I mean why can't it be both? Let's get out of here." Mustang would suggest, and amidst the dark of the cavern he would give a wink to his companion.
It was at this point that Mustang would turn to face Djinn, letting him get the full view of this form. It's hollow sockets dripping dark crimson, if he didn't know any better, Mustang could have pulled off the look of another bounty. Tall, ominous and demonic. The smoke grew thick and eclipsed him, the wings cracking like bone sickingly. The only visible thing before another sicking crunch of bone as the wings joined the mask of smoke. After a moment, the dark smoke dropped and their stood Mustang. A familiar smile greeting Djinn. "Easy peasy dude!" The defender exclaimed as he caught one of the vials in his hand. "I mean why can't it be both? Let's get out of here." Mustang would suggest, and amidst the dark of the cavern he would give a wink to his companion.
