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 Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2009 11:23 pm
"Why are the ones with two people in their heads attracted to me?" she murmured.
She pocketed the vial of disintegrated vampire, saving the real analysis for later.
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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2009 11:27 pm
Grey smirked, having heard her comment. "Because you give them something to agree on." He stood up and turned to leave. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go get my head checked."
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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2009 11:28 pm
"Now what exactly do you mean by that?"
She straightened up, looking him straight in the eye.
"And if that's what you require I can provide it."
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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2009 11:37 pm
Grey froze in his tracks. "Well, it's that... most guys would... uh... find you... uh... beautiful?" He shrunk a bit. "No, really I should be going now." With a flash of light he was gone.
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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2009 11:42 pm
She blinked in surprise as he vanished.
He's right, you know. Any sensible man would find you pleasing to the eye.
The English baritone was strong and clear in her mind.
And would you call yourself sensible, milord?
Come home and we'll see.
And with that, the enchantress turned on her heel and vanished as well.
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Posted: Mon Oct 26, 2009 5:01 pm
The next night arrived as a chill swept through the Waning Vestal, empty save for one occupant.
A black and silver she-wolf was curled up in the depths of a booth, her muzzle tucked between her paws.
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Posted: Mon Oct 26, 2009 7:27 pm
A number of hours later, the wolf yawned out of sheer boredom, her jaws opening to reveal very, very sharp teeth.
Not five minutes after that, she was fast asleep in the booth, her muzzle just poking out of the shadows.
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Posted: Mon Oct 26, 2009 7:32 pm
Spent my days with a woman unkind,
Smoked my stuff and drank all my wine.
Made up my mind to make a new start,
Going to california with an aching in my heart.
Kaok's goggles were deposited on the counter of the bar, the tinted glass did nothing to help her stay awake. She needed to stay awake desperately - even if the bags under her eyes said differently. Her hands shook around the glass of water that they held, and her ears twitched violently. As her eyes struggled to stay open, her ears were working far too much. Every single sound she heard was multiplied exponentially, even more so that it was normally with her size ears. The Lieutenant hardly thought coherent thoughts, but instead various ideas and pictures floated across her mind. Hell made it's way around her mind several times over.Someone told me theres a girl out there
With love in her eyes and flowers in her hair.
Took my chances on a big jet plane,
Never let them tell you that theyre all the same.
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Posted: Mon Oct 26, 2009 7:35 pm
A subtle wrongness pushed its way into the she-wolf's mind and she woke to see the Lieutenant sitting directly in front of her, unaware of her presence.
Emma reclaimed her natural form, standing quickly and moving to the Faun's side. Her face showed concern, as did her tone.
"Lieutenant? Can you hear me?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 26, 2009 7:35 pm
With a boom Visher walked into the Taven with a large man in armor somewhat like his own only black, without the weapons and 50% more spikes, Mickenjaggernautentauten, and they both sat down at the Bar and ordered drinks and started to talk ''No no we need a more 'live' sound Micky eh?'' Visher said ''...No we need a heavy tone'' Micky said in a low heavy tone that shook your very core when he spoke.
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Posted: Mon Oct 26, 2009 7:40 pm
Spent my days with a woman unkind,
Smoked my stuff and drank all my wine.
Made up my mind to make a new start,
Going to california with an aching in my heart.
The Faun startled at the sound, and the realization that Emma was there, or quite strangely the realization that she was real.
"Yes." She answered simply, regaining her compsure. "Yes. Quite clearly."Someone told me theres a girl out there
With love in her eyes and flowers in her hair.
Took my chances on a big jet plane,
Never let them tell you that theyre all the same.
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Posted: Mon Oct 26, 2009 7:45 pm
"You seem out of sorts."
The Sight flared in Emma's mind and she winced at what she saw.
"What happened to you?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 26, 2009 7:56 pm
Spent my days with a woman unkind,
Smoked my stuff and drank all my wine.
Made up my mind to make a new start,
Going to california with an aching in my heart.
Her mind was slightly clearer now that she had a reference point amongst all the chaos in the room - that clock on the wall was driving her mad.
"Nothing happened. I just... I haven't been well lately."
A bit of an understatement, seeing as on at least one occasion she had seen what wasn't there. She didn't sleep now, which should make that symptom worse. But sleeping was bad, too. Not because of nightmares, you couldn't call what she had nightmares. What she saw when awake was a nightmare, what she would dream was something more.Someone told me theres a girl out there
With love in her eyes and flowers in her hair.
Took my chances on a big jet plane,
Never let them tell you that theyre all the same.
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Posted: Mon Oct 26, 2009 7:58 pm
The fatigue and near-madness was coming off the faun in waves, Emma could practically feel it on her skin.
Poor thing...
"I can see that...is there anything I can do?"
Even if she declined, Emma was determined to help in any way she could.
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Posted: Mon Oct 26, 2009 8:07 pm
Spent my days with a woman unkind,
Smoked my stuff and drank all my wine.
Made up my mind to make a new start,
Going to california with an aching in my heart.
Her unsteady hands brought her glass to her lips.
"Can you wipe hands clean of sin?"Someone told me theres a girl out there
With love in her eyes and flowers in her hair.
Took my chances on a big jet plane,
Never let them tell you that theyre all the same.
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