11-08-2006, 11:03 AM
*In a fading wisper of a voice*
"To yield, is to fail."
*As that is said, he vanish's from view, only to appear behind Pamela*
*Than, in almost an instant, he extends his index and middle finger, and slams it into the back of her neck, stoping the flow of chi from her brain to her limbs.*
*At than very moment, he brings his Wakashashi down to her neck.*
*Smerking, and confadent, he wonders if she realized that her magics where shruged off, like air flowing around a rock.*
"To yield, is to fail."
*As that is said, he vanish's from view, only to appear behind Pamela*
*Than, in almost an instant, he extends his index and middle finger, and slams it into the back of her neck, stoping the flow of chi from her brain to her limbs.*
*At than very moment, he brings his Wakashashi down to her neck.*
*Smerking, and confadent, he wonders if she realized that her magics where shruged off, like air flowing around a rock.*
[SIGPIC][/SIGPIC]