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    If I could mesure how much I hate your kind...

    Nocturna: 1 Anthony: 0 :p Nocturna walked out just when his eyes closed so he could see her neatly made bejeweled shoes before the spell took hold. A slow smile worked up her face but it was not the gentle, kind one she had used to make the men in the sleazy pub melt around her. No this was...
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    If I could mesure how much I hate your kind...

    Anthony talked like he knew Nocturna. She turned to face his back walking way then snapped her fingers. "I do not need a wand sir." She said as the cards floated up to her hands then hovered about an inch above her palm. "Wands were like training wheels to me, once I knew how to use magic...
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    If I could mesure how much I hate your kind...

    Pulling strings was what Nocturna did. It was her job to lie, cheat, steal and do whatever it took to find a means for living for her brothers and sisters. Nocturna did it well too. "I am not if I like you." She said almost as if she where hurt. Noctruna knew he was teasing a little bit. If she...
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    If I could mesure how much I hate your kind...

    Nocturna had more power her than she thought. "Jes well I will never know that now." She said as she tossed one of her shell beaded dreads to the side. She could see it. Those hooded eyes held a spark of lust that she could use to her advantage. "But they call to me like small animals call the...
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    If I could mesure how much I hate your kind...

    Nocturna fought the urge to summon a dagger into her hand and slit his throat so she could take his gallions by force. It was better to leave a place with a good reputation than a bad one. I meant you could come back and con again. "I would if I had dem good sir." She said again her accent heavy...
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    If I could mesure how much I hate your kind...

    Some one said something about arresting her and she knew this was her que to leave. Anymore and they would get royally pissed at her. Not that she really cared about what the Gadje felt but if they got angry they would get the athorities who in turn could take her away, or worse they could take...
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    If I could mesure how much I hate your kind...

    Nocturna Petulengro was in Bleak Street because none of her other sisters where strong enough to sell her. Dreama came here once but she had gotten to warning never to come here again. Nocturna could also get away with what she did to earn a living for her family here. She told fortunes of...
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    Reaturn of the Gypsy

    Nocturna took in what her sister had said about still loving this man and closed her eyes in an impationt gesture. She listened then to the nam who was talking to her and pursed her lips. She passed her hand down Angelus' spine to make him sleep. Once the spell took hold Nocturna walked up to...
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    Reaturn of the Gypsy

    A woman with skin like cocoa and eyes with a ring of red around the black irises placed her hand on certen spots on Dreama's back even though she had been in front the whole time. She had the child gently in her arms. "He Romani, his mother Romani, you Gadjo. You not belong with the boy." She...
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