Azlyn Ike
Character
[member="Crystal"]
Azlyn felt another zap as she moved around, she was keeping her aggression there for all to see and ground her teeth while she looked from behind her curtain of white hair. The rage still like an ivy blizzard sweeping across as she backed away and moved her hands in small semi circles screaming to let it out. Just like uncle Sang had said, a cold fire that is rage, power and aggression but not the fiery hatred most sith use. This was that coldness vindictive ice that hate could become.
Azlyn felt another zap as she moved around, she was keeping her aggression there for all to see and ground her teeth while she looked from behind her curtain of white hair. The rage still like an ivy blizzard sweeping across as she backed away and moved her hands in small semi circles screaming to let it out. Just like uncle Sang had said, a cold fire that is rage, power and aggression but not the fiery hatred most sith use. This was that coldness vindictive ice that hate could become.