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encounter with Deathwing has left Abel's Lieutenant more than a little worse for wear. Even with Cross' assistance she's suffered greatly--the numerous terrans he brought to sate hunger lie strewn across the floor in a torn mess; blood splatters the walls and paints the floor from at least a dozen fallen sources. And off to the side of all this carnage the former Dragonqueen sits, leaning against one bloodied wall. Half-lidded eyes seem to be watching something only she can see on the floor in front of her--or perhaps she's simply staring at the smear of blood.
Even in her state she manages to remain impossibly free of the mess she's created...all save the twin trails of smear blood running from her eyes and ears; the consequence of taking on a foe she could never have conceived to be so great.
Last night? Put her in a bad. way. ]
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[ ...But orders are orders, and despite the visions and nightmares that continue to assault her vision the Commander's words remain firmly in Alexstrasza's mindset. And she's no use as she is right now to his cause--if she ever runs into The Nightmare again she'll need to be stronger. Much stronger.
So now Alexstrasza prowls for a different kind of prey. Or more accurately, stumbles through the streets as twilight starts to fade into night. ]
[ ooc; OPEN. If you'd like to be preyed on this is a post fer yew 8) Mama can bite your guys orrrrrr she has the Methuselah ability to drain energy from people to add to her own--so they'll only find themselves incredibly fatigued! *^* or just tag in to see Mama--she doesn't need to attack your guys♥ ]