<span style="color: #0000ff">"Ashia, their progenitor calls herself a Dragonling."</span>she laughed again and shook her head.<span style="color: #0000ff">"i still had to learn how to wield it thank you very much, it's not like the gods volunteered to fall on it for me. if you want to go out and wrestle in the snow we can do that right now, I'm sure my ladies would enjoy the show. speaking of, Ana, Karrie, you can stop spying from behind the door and come meet my Timelost son Da'raki."</span><br/><br/>Jasmine shook her head and frowned.<span style="color: #ff4d4d">"no, i do... of all of the things that give me pleasure revenge and revenge fantasies are the only ones that I'm ashamed of."</span>she leaned into him and then snorted and shook her head.<span style="color: #ff4d4d">"will that hurt Vyre like she hurt Ibara? will she be left broken, suicidal and half insane? i don't think so, in fact she would probably laugh at me... that would make things so much worse."</span>she looked up at him and shook her head.<span style="color: #ff4d4d">"when Nyaka butchered Ibara's child in the womb that was not a straw, that was a fucking Night Elven Ancient falling on her back. being killed by that same agent of the gods Ibara trusted was not a straw, that was a ships mast. being literally torn asunder body and soul... she was never the same, her spirit was broken. the native Ras' failings rained down one after another and yes, he was mourning too but that is no excuse for making promise after promise and breaking every single one until she couldn't trust him to say a moonless night is dark. and what Vyre did, slapping her down into a gutter and leaving her there with her face smashed in just to show up the next day with another pet? no, that is no straw breaking the kodo's back, that is deliberate, wanton destruction... the Animus is incapable of powerful emotions so what she says on the matter means less then nothing to me and Nalo is an enemy of Ibara, she has every reason to lie which means i don't trust her to say fire is hot."</span>she smiled and nodded.<span style="color: #ff4d4d">"i would love desert but first i want to get my buzz rolling again and stop discussing such serious topics." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>