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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2005 9:17 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2005 9:18 pm
((...doesn't matter to me...))
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Posted: Mon Feb 14, 2005 7:02 am
Pale started out the door with the two of them. When she remebered that it was valentines day she laughed. I'll finally be able to enjoy that holiday!
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Posted: Mon Feb 14, 2005 7:03 am
Aes followed her, he couldn't tell why she was so cheerful, but it made him happier. Reaper was deep within her thoughts, but he could see that she was following them.
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Posted: Mon Feb 14, 2005 8:46 am
Tsubasa followed behind, still buried under clothing of Pale's when he called ahead, Pale apparentley had already dropped off her load, but Tsubasa hadn't "Uhmm... Pale, where is you room exactly?" He asked, trying to keep himself standing.
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Posted: Mon Feb 14, 2005 2:50 pm
Reaper kept her hands clasp loosely behind her lower back. As she followed last behind Pale and Aes. Her buckled up boots making the faintest of sound upon the wooden planks of the floor. Head casted down a bit with eyes set upon the floor.
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Posted: Mon Feb 14, 2005 3:49 pm
Ophelia could tell she wasn't going to get any replies to her question anytime soon, so she whipped out a sleeping bag and dragged it outside, grumbling all the way.
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Posted: Mon Feb 14, 2005 5:33 pm
Tsubasa got the clothes taken by the bellhop and silently followed them out, he wasn't quite invited, but he wasn't quite not invited either, he figured he'd tag along.
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Posted: Mon Feb 14, 2005 5:40 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 14, 2005 5:45 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2005 11:13 pm
Reaper came walking into the the inn. It was empty as usual. She went to her usual spot. In the farthest corner facing the door cloak in shadows.
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2005 11:13 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2005 11:16 pm
*the door creeks open with snow whiseling in* *walks up to counter* hello?
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2005 11:17 pm
Reaper was leaning back in the chair with her boots propped up on the table. Any evidence of the damage she inflicted upon herself was gone for the sleeve and the wrist bands were hiding it. The glove was hiding her battered fist that she punched against a tree a few days ago.
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2005 11:19 pm
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