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 Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2008 11:01 pm
Zyanya bristeled and she looked over her shoulder to where the dummy was laying. Sure she caused it to now be on the floor. But...she..URG. She couldn't do it. No she couldn't do this ******** you." She replied as she fingered him and throwing the weapon to join the dummy she turned on her heel her wings snapping open in aggression as she then strode out of the classroom.
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2008 11:02 pm
Somehow he wasn't surprised by this. Watching as she strode off he waited for her to leave his gym completely before he went to gather the weapon and then clean up. He pitied the next teacher who would be teaching her.
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