[h3] Sarafine - Borders Edge [/h3]
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Sarafine smiled. [Color=pink]"There difference between myself and other [I] old fucks [/I] is that I am actually better for it. I've had the time to master my skills, shape history itself, and know exactly what I want. It's not undue confidence, but rather a simple fact. When you've lived millennia, anyone not even remotely close to your age is a child in your eyes. I'm sure you'll eventually find that out yourself, given enough time."[/color] Sarafine waved a hand casually at the offer of a drink, instead crouching down near the head of the headless warlock and rolling it a little ways away. [Color=pink]"I'll be getting a fresh drink soon, but I thank you for the offer."[/color]

[I][color=lightblue] The fun begins soon? [/Color] [/I]

[Color=pink]"Yes, Asmodeus. Very soon."[/Color]

Sarafine stood back up, idly toying with her hair. [Color=pink]"How would you feel if the tides began rolling again? If suddenly it were chaos? If suddenly the Council fell, or the rebels were removed? What would you do if a pretty little Faerie removed the head from one of your leaders? Pray tell, my love, what would you do if everything changed?"[/color]

[Color=lightblue] [I] Will we really cause such mayhem, my sweet Sarafine? [/I][/color]

Sarafine merely smiled. Asmodeus alone knew her thoughts and desires, and to pose such a question was amusingly a waste of a question.

She moved even closer to Jackson, her dark eyes locked with his. A finger on her cheek, she stood there, mere feet away, contemplating. What would his answers be, she wondered. What would his reaction be?