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 Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 7:15 am
Slamming the fridge shut, she pulled herself up, turning to look for the take-out card before spotting the man from before.
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 7:19 am
His breathing slow, he didn't move as his eye met hers. She knew he wa there... His fingers curling slightly, he wasn't here to hurt her.. Not at all.
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 7:23 am
Watching him, she made a mental note of where her weapon was.. Before jumping slightly as someone hammered on her door.
"Draven! Rent!"
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 7:25 am
Not moving, he was working out how to get to her without causing alarm, though he sensed he'd already done that. Closing his eye as the mortal knocked on her door, he stayed completely still.
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 7:28 am
Getting up, she took out some notes from her pocket, and passed them to the mortal outside.. Trying to decide whether to run now and make herself look like someone who should be locked up, or run when she found out his intention which was clear after the meeting a mere few hours ago.
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 7:31 am
"What is your name.."
He spoke when he sensed the second mortal had gone, his eye remaining closed.
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 7:33 am
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 7:36 am
"I care about a lot of things.."
He opened his eye, his fingers still pressed against the window.
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 7:38 am
"I could tell from our first meeting." She glowered.
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 7:43 am
His free hand wandering to tug on the belt around his neck, it shifted slightly, a small demonic tattoo now visable.
"There's something about you preventing me from having you.."
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 7:45 am
"Could it be that I possibly have morals? That I wont allow myself to be taken by someone who whores himself out at every opportunity?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 7:47 am
"Believe what you will.."
His eye began to glow slightly.
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 7:48 am
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 7:52 am
Not breaking his gaze, he conjured a rose between his fingers, a dark red rose. Dropping it in through the open window, he kept his eye on her.
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 7:55 am
Standing, she walked to the window... And drew the curtains. Only then did she pick up the rose and examine it, leaving it on her bedside table.
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