ext_375177 ([identity profile] waterfell.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] onepassingnight 2011-05-12 03:18 am (UTC)

[She can feel it singe her cheek as it comes too close. She takes in a sharp hiss of breath before grabbing at Laharl's shirt front; if she gets hold of it, spikes made of ice will grow from her hands to press themselves into him.]

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