how strange that you should come to my dominion in the middle of the darkest night

May 22, 2011 20:10

WHO: niceassassin and fantasycliche. Again.
WHERE: The Delacorte Theater or C&C-verse equivalent, Central Park. Again.
WHEN: Ten minutes after this! ...For the first time!
WARNINGS: probably none?
SUMMARY: "QUIT HINTING THAT I'M A DRAGON. SERIOUSLY. I'LL EAT YOU."
FORMAT: quick!

[ As far as she can tell, the communicators leave information out in the open for just about anyone to see. It's a decidedly ineffective method of communication when you want to deliver more... sensitive messages.

Death threats, for example.

Onyx hasn't decided whether or not she'll actually kill Zevran. But she has to admit, it's an awfully tempting course of action. If he'd shown up five minutes ago, before she'd begun her qhen meditation (never easy, as a human, with their ridiculous cluttered minds and tangled emotions) in one of the empty seats at the theater, she's pretty sure she would have killed him. But by now she's considering other options, and some of them have the potential to be pleasing.

So she waits--for once, patiently. ]

zevran arainai | insert innuendo here, khisanth | onyx

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