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 Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2012 12:03 am
ℊlass ℌaizea "ʂome of them get very neurotic about not being to ShapeShift- it's a dream that many of them hold very very dear to their hearts...
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She briefly glanced at Eumi, who was in the same state. Talk. I want to talk, Glass grumbled, whipping her head back to the large grill. Being inside did not provide much of a pleasant viewing experience, so she practically sprinted to the yard. Her fluffy tail wagged earnestly as the heat slowly cooked the meat. Can't wait!
With the heavy scent of smokey meat in the air, the rest of the groups appearance almost failed to register in her mind. Almost. It took great effort for Glass to tear her attention away from the cooking meat. Her tail gently swiped across Eumi's hand and she gestured at Royce, Kin, Damien, and another human girl. Hmmm... Might as well go with them. New people, new experience! Glass began to trot in place before leaning her head towards the group. She hope that was enough for Eumi to understand her.
Without a second's notice, Glass was soaring through the air. Her form had gone back to it's ridiculously large size. She flapped her wings, sending a strong gust of air below and increasing her altitude. White eyes glanced down at the bunch as Glass tilted one wing and began circling them with ease. Her sharp ears had caught their conversation, but Glass had barely payed attention. The only thing she could recall was the 'returning of eyes'. I wonder what does that mean. Is someone losing them? pondered the direwolf.
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Ѻthers treat their kinship as something to show off. Some are intensely secretive of it outside the circle of their own kind on the Net, and some aren't so much like that." Ѻυτlαℵɗɪsℌlʏ Ѻҍsɪɗɪαℵ ℭrҽαɱ 【 】
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Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2012 12:08 am
Segarus Selene Hagisaka Segarus looked around as she walked. God she really hated her first year errors...specially the having a demonic bloodline that fails..I mean how many demons do you know that have baby dragon wings?! She was too busy examining her new surroundings when she collided with another body causing her to fall to the ground. merde! " she hissed as she rubbed her head. She looked up and sheiled her eyes as she looked at a slightly cold looking guy. Oh man I'm sorry she gushed out then stopped talking sensing a darker aura...of a fair more powerful demon than she. Dammit. The Angry Businessman Yeah you get interaction now yes? ((For everyone; my posts will get slower for the next week. I have back surgery for my spine tomorrow))
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Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2012 1:44 am
"You toss in a word and I'm your villain
I see the passion emerge and I'm your villain
But serious You're so serious
Like a waiter Hating the rich
But taking their tips" Lance Dollimon: The Fallen Ambition
Lance was slightly pushed when he was hit by the girl's small frame. He pulsated, his power rushing through the area, his face darkened under his sunglasses. And then he smiled, the birds flying behind him. Yeah...that happens a LOT. he explained to her. Lance smiled, his leather clothing moving as if they weren't actually touching his skin. Name's Lance. Lance Dollimon. I going to assume you're new here. He stated, as she didn't make it hard to tell. "If I could laugh I'd love you
If I could smile at anything you said
We could be laughing lovers
I think you'd prefer to be miserable instead
If I could love I'd love you
If I could love like anybody else" {{Forgot to quote))
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Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2012 5:36 am
|✥| ---- Royce Siegman- ---|✥|-"So I not only discover that Demons, Angels and various other beings exist, but I'm about to spend an entire year studying with them."- ╔══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗
Damien smiled at Kins reaction, placing a hand on her shoulder. "As serious as I can be: My doctors may be specialised in the field of Demonic and Angelic anatomy, but both are very similar in structure to that of humans... except for the lack of wings or tails, of course." As Aura asked him where they were going, Damien simply placed a hand on her shoulder. " I'll take us both directly there, and the mages can do the rest." Without another word, the two of them teleported out of the room, though this time there was a distinct sound, telling them that they'd actually left. "Don't worry, everyone. The Bio-mages we have are the best of both worlds. She'll be fine." Royce couldn't beleive that Aura was given the opportunity to get her vision back. After they'd actually left, there was a smiled that pulled the corners of his lips. "Well, I'll definitely need to teach her, now." He didn't want to worry about the operation, so he did what he normally did in a situation like this: he reffered to his black bag.
Just wearing it, or even having it within reach, gave him peace of mind and a chance to clear his head of any worries. Seeing the bench had been packed with food, though, he figured that they must have put it somewhere else... but it wasn't in the living room. "Huh... maybe the bedroom." He walked in the bedroom and looked around, but again, no sign of the bag. "... okay, maybe the bathroom." With a little speed in his step, he opened the door to the bathroom, but nothing. Then he darted to the spare room, not really caring too much about the several tons of coffee in the once empty bedroom. "Oh, look at that, you brought the coffee- hey, where's my bag?" His voice had a little anxiety in it as he squeezed through the small gaps in between the palettes. After searching the small areas left to him, he realised that it wasn't anywhere in the house. "Alright alright, nice joke guys. You got me, hehehe... now, err, where is it?" His face was slightly controlled, though there was obvious signs of stress over the missing bag. His hands were moving at regular intervals and he darted his vision to everyone in the room, in hopes that he could tell one of them apart... then he noticed Glass was missing. Rushing outside, he looked around the area and then to the skies, in some hope of spotting where she was... then he noticed her figure in the sky. He cupped his hands and yelled out to her. "Hey, I need to talk to you! Get down here!" His voice had a trickle of worry in it: if she was the one who disposed of it, there was a good chance that he wouldn't get it back.
╚══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ -"On top of that, I get my own house, no rent, no bills and no limit to the amount of food I can have? I think this is going to be the best year of my life."- |- Out Of Comission: ... sorry I didn't get the post up in time, BR. sweatdrop -|
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Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2012 8:32 am
 Caligon Ryzer-Neko Caligon opened his eyes just in time to see Kira crying. "Um, hey are you-" All he saw as a bright light and a smile before being tackled before being kissed again. 'Well, I think that went rather well.' He thought as he hugged her tightly as if not wanting to separate from her ever. That moment of joy was over far too soon when he heard two things. Someone paging them over the island-wide intercom and quite a few chuckles and giggles around them. He pulled away and opened his eyes, looking at the gigantic horde of demons eyeing them like they had found their next meal. "What do you want?" He asked menacingly as the larger demons moved in. "Oh nothing in particular, just that reward you two are going to get." "I'm warning you kid. You are messing with a pyro and a very good one. I might just sear the flesh off of all your bones!" Caligon roared as the flames danced around him and Kira. They ran off at the display, but he was worried they might try it again. "I suppose we should get going soon, and claim this reward, huh?"
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Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2012 9:21 am
ℊlass ℌaizea "ʂome of them get very neurotic about not being to ShapeShift- it's a dream that many of them hold very very dear to their hearts...
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Glass now stood right in front of him, wings folded and tail held up high. The scent of agitation hit her nose. It was coming from Royce. She tilted her head questioningly, silently wondering what could have gotten this human so stressed. Not once did the bag cross her mind. Instead, Glass conjured mundane and silly explanations for his unease.
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Ѻthers treat their kinship as something to show off. Some are intensely secretive of it outside the circle of their own kind on the Net, and some aren't so much like that." Ѻυτlαℵɗɪsℌlʏ Ѻҍsɪɗɪαℵ ℭrҽαɱ 【 Is a quote good enough? XD 】
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Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2012 2:37 pm
 ٭٭٭٭٭₪₪₪↑↑↑↓↓↓∆∆→→→Eumi Isunden Dreldan←←←∆∆Glass was alerted to company a moment before Royce and Kin came back, Eumi noticed. She turned away from the spit to find Royce, looking shell shocked by the outdoor barbecue and beef and fish. "Welcome ba-" Eumi abruptly noticed the girl standing between the two. Her first instinct was to scowl. Eumi wasn't fond of new comers hitching a ride on her group all the time, especially cute girls. But, for the sake of the school and her growing better nature, she repressed the glare down to a slight frown, barely noticable. The demonness grew warm again when Royce started acting goofy. She laughed when he practically fell onto the receptionist with a bear hug. She was shocked into gaping with unhinged jaws when he gave the newly appeared Damien the exact same treatment, though. "I wouldn't let my guard down if I were you. It's just a barbecue, and he's sweetening you up so he can stuff you in his oven." She whipsered the last part to him, completely grim faced. Later, when a bombshell had been dropped and Eumi had worked out that the new girls name was Aurelia, and that she was in fact blind, Damin and Aurelie popped away by teleportation. Eumi glanced at Kin for the fist time as Royce busied himself, looking around for something. "Was that your girlfriend?" She asked the deerkin sweetly. She seemed to suprise him a little, obviously by his shy nature, but he'd looked like he'd just been roused from his thoughts. "What are you looking like that for?"Before Kin could answer, Royce raced outside and shouted at Glass, whom was currently soaring peacefully in the sky. "Calm down, Tiger. You look like your having...a...stroke?" She wasn't sure if that was exactly the write lingo here at this moment.
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Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2012 7:10 pm
Kin Tops
Currently:at Royce's house
1,800 SC
"................"
Kin nodded as Damien explained it a bit more. He was happy for Aura, but still seemed a bit uncertain about something. When the teacher walked away Kin was left contemplating when suddenly Eumi approached him, causing him to jump out of his trance. He shook his head a bit, trying to shake the cobwebs loose from his skull, and smiled back at her. He reached down and wrote out on his notepad. When she suddenly turned away from him to talk to Royce he raised an eyebrow, but figured he might as well finish his response anyways.
"you mean Aura? No I don't think so. We're just friends really. Why do you ask?"
It read, a small smile on his face. Then again now that he thought about it Aura seemed to like Royce more than him anyways. With what little knowledge he had about relationships he had managed to pick up on that much at least. It didn't bother him to much. After all Royce was brave, handsome, and strong.......and could talk....so it made sense from an objective standpoint. When Glass came dropped down he noticed that she didn't have Royce's bag on her anymore, which is what he had been frantically searching for. Kin approached the big wolf and held up his notebook to her.
"Royce is trying to find his bag. Do you have any idea where you might have put it?"
it read, not trying to make it sound to accusatory since well....giant wolf, tiny deer boy.
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2012 1:49 am
ℊlass ℌaizea "ʂome of them get very neurotic about not being to ShapeShift- it's a dream that many of them hold very very dear to their hearts...
✾▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ Glass wagged her tail slowly when Kin approached her. She was about to nudge him with her nose and ask what stepped on Royce's tail, but he was scribbling on his notebook. Oh! Maybe he already knows~
When he held it up for her to read, Glass's tail stopped wagging and she took a step back. A strong but short huff left her round nose. It was clear she had no intent of returning the bag. He might kill us with it, growled the direwolf. Unfortunately, the sound could only be understood if others spoke her language.
She eyed Royce again, wondering why in the world losing a bag triggered that kind of reaction. Direwolves weren't materialistic, so this was the first time Glass had seen such... Desperation for a bag. Is it what's IN the bag? Glass imagined deadly weapons for a human to fend himself. Not the best mental image for the situation. If he doesn't do anything rash, I'll give it back, she decided, wagging her tail once more.
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Ѻthers treat their kinship as something to show off. Some are intensely secretive of it outside the circle of their own kind on the Net, and some aren't so much like that." Ѻυτlαℵɗɪsℌlʏ Ѻҍsɪɗɪαℵ ℭrҽαɱ 【 】
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2012 6:54 am
|✥| ---- Royce Siegman- ---|✥|-"So I not only discover that Demons, Angels and various other beings exist, but I'm about to spend an entire year studying with them."- ╔══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗
Royce waited anxiously as the Direwolf came down from the sky, landing right in front of him. He wasn't fazed at all by the sight of her right now, all he wanted to know was the location of his bag and its contents. Before he could rush into the situation, though, he instantly noticed Kin running towards him and Glass, holding his notepad up towards the wolf. That little moment gave him a second to recollect his thoughts, examine the situation as to why his bag might have gone missing in the first place... the weapons. Glass definitely didn't like the concept of him having weapons on him, if at all, so he then figured she disposed of it for that reason. When he heard the huff from the wolf followed by a growl, he was reminded of a gurad-dog that sensed danger right before it went running, though he didn't see the lust for blood in its eyes when he turned to see Glasses face. She must have seen the weapons as a threat... it sounded stupid, but she was very likey a student here so she -had- to have humanistic intellect behind her, so it made perfect sense. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down a little. He knew that he needed to tell her that it was the weapons he was after, but that alone wouldn't be enough to convince her. He needed to tell her why they were important. "... you want the truth? I'm after the knife and axe in the bag." He swallowed deeply for a moment, trying to hold his emotions back. "But there's a reason more than just wanting to have something to defend myself with... those items belonged to my parents." As soon as he said 'parents', his voice quivered, followed shortly by a tear running down his cheek. At the moment he said it, too, he stared right into Glasses eyes to prove he wasn't lying. "Both of them died when I was just 6, and those 'weapons' as you may call them are all I have to remember them by. The cops either took everything else as evidence or burned it all from the blood in the house." A swift flashback of crimson went through his head, though he couldn't make anything out. It was a lot like some of the dreams he'd had in the past: all memories of that night, though none of them could be made clear or put together. Tears were rolling down his face: this was the longest he'd been without his family's tools for a long time. He took a step closer, placing a hand on the bridge of her snout, hoping that she realised just what kind of hell he was going through. "Please, Glass; I don't know if you have this sort of thing happens a lot in your realm, but here it's the worst kind of hell someone can go through... please, those tools are all I left, you have to give them back to me!" He compulsively raised his voice, but receeded back, not knowing if he'd just screwed his chances over. Clenching his fist, then releasing it as he stood back, he turned his head away from the Wolf, not having anything else to say. "Please..." He whispered the last part: only those with a keen sense of hearing would pick it up. Now he'd done all he could to convince the Direwolf. He looked so emotional that no person could possibally fake what he was showing. And if she noticed at any point, not once did Royce willingly refer to them as weapons: only as an item or by name, a clear sign he had no intention to use them in a fight.
╚══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ -"On top of that, I get my own house, no rent, no bills and no limit to the amount of food I can have? I think this is going to be the best year of my life."- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ✥✥✥~ Karin Rowland Kirsch~ ✥✥✥--- --KK--- ---"It's good to finally get away from that old hag: 'load the gun faster, keep both eyes open', blah blah ******** blah."- ╔═════════════════════════════╗
After the most magical moment in her life had finally ended [begrudgingly], Karin heard voices and snickering behind them. That was immensely annoying for her, especially after she had just spent the last moment in sheer bliss. The white in her wings had dissapeared, replaced by the black that was her old bat-wings. What the hell do these guys want? That was when she heard them say they wanted the prize they'd just earned... her blood started boiling. That was when her wings tatoos started sucking the light in rather than generate it: it was like a black aura was beginning to surround her, a deathly sight indeed. Though, before she could get a chance to disintegrate the idiots with her demon-born abilities, a ring of fire surrounded the two, scaring the group away. "... huh." When Caligon spoke, she looked at him and smiled. "Yeah, sure. Just let me get my bag-" One of the boys were scrounging through her bag, trying to find anything worth stealing... ah well, she had to expect this. Walking over, seemingly calm, she reached inside her bag with the boy still trying to find something. "Piss of, bitc-" Before he could slap her, she grabbed his wrist and squeezed with all her strength, making the boy squirm in pain. All while still looking through her bag. "Ah, there you are." The boy, trying desperately to escape, watched her pull out a silenced handgun with a small angelic seal in the wooden handgrip. The boy froze on the spot, then tried desperately to run from her. "When I let go, you have until the count of three to get out of my sight before I shoot." Her eyes resembled that of someone possessed, as she pressed the magazine release to check the ammo count. She replaced the magazine, happy with what she saw, and then released the boy from her grip. "... 1" He ran for a moment, then took flight to the ocean. KK took aim at the boy. "... 2" The frightened boy started banking hard left, hoping to dodge anything she shot. She took aim with both hands, just at the claw of his wing. "... 3." Pulling the trigger, the gun let out a muffled pop, the boy falling into the water. She made the shot perfectly, causing her to let out a smile. Dropping the gun into her bag, she started walking with Caligon, retracting her wings like she always did. "Sorry~, I had to do something really important. Now let's go get the prize thingy, 'kay?" She locked her arm around Caligons and started walking as if nothing had ever happened: she was -definitely- a Demon at heart.
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2012 8:34 am
Kin Tops
Currently:at Royce's house
1,800 SC
"................"
Kin listened to Royce's story and was moved to tears. It was so sad. The idea of loosing ones parents, well not that Kin ever even had parents, but that wasn't the point. He wiped his eyes and dropped the notepad. However the next second he was back to his positive attitude, figuring he was going to help no matter what. Kin gave Royce a thumbs up, and without further explanation set about trying to figure out where the bag could be. Glass was smart, but if her previous actions were anything to go on she tended to act very much like a dog would. So where would a dog hide something? Kin snapped his fingers, a light bulb going off over his head. Immediately he ran to the backyard and a walked around, miming that he was using a metal detector. Suddenly as he moved over the yard the invisible tool actually began beeping faintly. He figured since she had burried Royce's "weapons", which he could only imagine were made of metal, this would be the fastest way to find them. Suddenly as he moved his metal detector over a rough patch of dirt it began beeping like crazy. Kin smiled and turned his invisible metal detector into an invisible shoved and started digging. It was an easy task since the dirt was still loose from being dug up just recently, and inside the hole he found none other than Royce's bag. A few moments later the deerkin returned to the front yard, Royce's bag slung triumphantly over his shoulder. He stood infront of Royce and saluted before handing the bag off to him.
"I believe this is yours"
he wrote out to him.
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2012 12:26 pm
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm 
Although Glass was wary of Royce, she was all ears after hearing the desperation in his voice. As he explained, the direwolf grew guiltlier by the second. If Glass knew, she wouldn't have hidden the bag! No matter how much she distrusted the human, anything that has been passed on from your birth parents or mentors was almost always counted as a blessing.
When Royce placed a hand on the top of her muzzle, Glass let out a soft whine. Can't apologize properly like this. Whilst Kin had gone off, she took a step back and encased herself with her large white wings for decency's sake. They began to shrink along with her body. A white haired female donning a short, red dress was revealed. Ribbons hung loosely around her. Odd patterns ran from both wrist to her shoulders. Cerulean eyes stared right into Royce's.
Glass's attention shifted to Kin, who had gone off to find the bag. So that was the beeping noise I heard. Her lips turned up into what resembled a sheepish smile. Now it was retrieved, Glass had to find another way to apologize. She glanced down at the ground and fiddled with the hem of her dress. After inhaling deeply, she opened her mouth slightly, but no sound escaped. Glass's gaze flickered up shyly. The direwolf wasn't good with words. Aside from her limited 'English' vocabulary, wolf actions and expressions were taken with confusion when translated.
Glass took a step forward and lifted her head up, gazing into Royce's eyes with determination. "I am sorry, Royce. I did not know... that your... Alphas h.. had given the... objects," she said, obviously struggling with her words. Unsure of how humans apologized with one another, she opted for something her pack did often. Glass leaned forward, the wings on the side of her head pulling back, and touched his cheek with hers. A nuzzle was hopefully enough to show her sincerity. Ѻυτlαℵɗɪsℌlʏ Ѻҍsɪɗɪαℵ ℭrҽαɱ 【 Urk. Epic alignment fail. ; n ;】
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2012 6:17 pm
٭٭٭٭٭₪₪₪↑↑↑↓↓↓∆∆→→→Eumi Isunden Dreldan←←←∆∆ Like Eumi would cry along with the rest of the sensetives. She flipped her hai, awkwardly rebellious to any show of emotion as Royce explained the dire love for his weapons that broke him down to tears and quiet, pathetic begging. However, Eumi really didn't think any less of Royce. If anything, she admired that he wasn't ashamed of showing emotion like that after just meeting everyone. She'd expected him to be more guarded. Like her. An unexpected guilty weight on her shoulders disappeared when his bag was returned. Eumi allowed a brief sigh of relief that Royce had gotten it before he'd started a sharing circle about their pasts. Even Glass looked uncomfortably responsible, so it made sense to Eumi when she saw the start of her transformation. It took less than a minute, and in place of Glass was... an incredibely hot young silverette, wrapped in a slick red gown, adorned with elegant ribbons that seemd to float, and exotic tattoos that felt angelic. Eumi almost missed the feathered wings that sprouted from her head, they mingled in her hair, the same beautiful white. And her teal eyes were wild and calm, looking ageless. The apology she gave, even though it sounded halting and unpracticed, lilted like a ballad. Eumi was envious. This was how angels spoke, like harps themselves. No demon she'd ever met had sounded that captivating. Certainly not Eumi. The Glass leaned forward. Eumi thought she was going to kiss him, to her suprise she was in alarm. Instead, Eumi watched as the former wolf ticled his cheek with hers, her wings pulled back from his head. It took Eumi a moment to realize that her face was burning. When she did, she quickly turned away, keeping her red face out of sight as she tried to chill. She ended up facing the spit and appropriately said, "Geez, enough of the ooey gooey, sappy feeling fest. I want that fish you promised, Royce."
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2012 6:40 pm
Kin Tops
Currently:at Royce's house
1,800 SC
"................"
Kin cocked his head to the side when he noticed the dark skinned woman in the red dress pressing her cheek up against Royce. The confused deerkin quickly scribbled out a note.
"who are you? and where did Glass go?"
it read. The boy walked onto the edge of the lawn and peered off into the sky trying to spot her, thinking she might have run away for some reason. Perhaps she had felt really guilty about taking royce's bag and flew off. His brow furrowed in concern, but he didn't have any way to call out to her. The boy decided to try to track her by her scent, and quickly sniffed the air. However her scent only seemed to go back to the woman. Kin tilted his head again, even more confused.
"seriously
who are you? where did Glass go?"
The deerkin asked again. He wanted to know why this woman smelt like her to, but that wasn't as important as finding her.
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2012 8:41 pm
|-Out Of Comission: Alright guys, bad news: My data's out. And I have no money whatsoever to get any more, and likely wont 'till I go back to work. I'm sorry for the inconveniences this has caused, but I have zero control over the issues at the moment. I've done what I could in the last few days, but this is where it grinds to a halt for the time being. Don't stop the RP because of me, because I really haven't the slightest clue when I'm coming back on.-|
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