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"I think I will go to bed Onii san.. Sorry for interupting" she added then kissed his cheek offering him a smile

"see you later.. I can't wait to go into totwn" she added heaidn gfor the stairs to go up. She rubbed her chest a bit. it hurt so much..

Baizou nodded and smiled, "It is." He murmured, unnable to stop grinning. "I cannot wait... Say, I suppose I should ask. How long are elven angels pregnant for?" He asked, already fantasizing himself blowing raspberries on her belly and talking to his unborn child. His ears were long forgotten in his excitement.

Uakai steppe dinto her bed room and turned and shut the door then walked to the bed. She pulle doff her clothing leving it messly on th efloor for once. The only messy thing in the appernely untouched room.

"Should i..." she whispered as she sat down heavly on the bed. it was so hard to be Ukaia the grown up one all the time.. She missed being silly and nieve.. thinking panties coudl be used as hats.. Uakai got Oneka fro mthe dressed

"i miss carrying you around all the time" she whispered hugging the doll to her chest and then laying on her side in the center of the bed.

"Where are you vincent.. I can't do this alone much longer" she whispered curling up and hiding the hot tears in her dolls soft fluff. And letting herself fall asleep that way..

"Have I wow-ed you right into sleep?" Ellie asked softly, smile only growing as her hands held onto him softly. From all of the blissfulness and sleepy feelings mixed together, she too was feeling a bit tired. It was like... Laying in the grass in the warm sumer sun. It made you unusually sleepy, and just right for slumber. Soon enough, thoughts of summer and happiness had lulled El right into sleep, face nuzzled against him happily.

Trina had slipped downstairs a bit ago, now that everyone else had left. She liked Tomo and the others okay...but not all talking at once. She didn't understand and they were busy anyway. So now the bar was empty, and Maara was in town, so Trina was alone and clueless what to do with herself.

“Don’t!” Trina whispered fiercely, sitting up with a jolt, dark eyes lightened to blue around the edges, arms covered in blue marks. She looked around the room wildly, breathing fast and shaking. ...a dream…no…a memory…just the past… She belatedly realized that her hands were clenched into fists, and slowly forced herself to relax. Still shaking slightly, Trina slipped off the bed, looking at her arms and legs. Blue marks spiraled in delicate lines and symbols around her slight muscles, curving around her waist and rib cage, spiraling over her navel-less stomach. Trina shook her head, going to the dresser. She found a small mirror, and checked her face. No markings there. Her neck had them though, but that was alright. Trina dropped the mirror back in drawer, shutting it. She didn’t like remembering. Perhaps that made her cowardly…who cared? Nightmares bothered her. Trina walked into the bathroom and showered for a few minutes, tempted to stay there all day. She turned off the water and glanced at her arm again, frowning slightly. How was she to hide the marks? Wandering towards her dresser again, she opened a drawer that contained her seldom-used ‘normal’ clothes. Trina pulled a loose sweater over her head, then slipped into jeans. She glanced toward the closet, but decided not to wear a cloak. The sweater was too big for Trina’s smaller size, and the tips of a few blue marks could be seen at her throat if one were looking hard enough. Trina wore black ankle socks, unable to find her soft cloth boots. Through with dressing herself now, Trina headed for the door. The light spilled into thte room, making a neat rectangle with on the floor with her shape cut out. Trina blinked, listening. She did not wish to venture downstairs if it was crowded...

((*Sighs* Pm me somebody...))