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 Posted: Sun Jul 23, 2006 12:20 am
Dannys pager goes off...
Ah hell...sorry, but I have to go do some very bad things for some very bad people...nice meeting you... says Danny.
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Posted: Sun Jul 23, 2006 12:22 am
"Rubber duckies rock. Emotions affect everything."
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Posted: Sun Jul 23, 2006 12:23 am
I'll keep that in mind..
says Danny as he starts up his motorcycle and rides off...
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Posted: Sun Jul 23, 2006 12:26 am
"Bye," she whipers quietly to herself.
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Posted: Sun Jul 23, 2006 8:27 am
Morbidea woke up. She was again at the old house in the graveyard. Probably Alex carried her there.
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Posted: Sun Jul 23, 2006 9:02 am
Angel sat on a cript, she sighed and looked up at the sky. She was still very alone, since Deo had still not waken up from his sleep.
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Posted: Sun Jul 23, 2006 11:17 am
Angel sighed, jumped on the crypt and went to Central Park.
((exits))
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Posted: Sun Jul 23, 2006 11:19 am
Morbidea left the house and sat on a grave.
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Posted: Sun Jul 23, 2006 12:43 pm
Morbidea started to feel the pendant mark burning... Something was happening...
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Posted: Sun Jul 23, 2006 2:42 pm
*Elle opened the gate and entered the graveyard. She then sat at the top of a tomb and found an unfinished cig. She looked at it and with her mind she lits the cig. Then, she lays on her back and takes a drag on the cig.*
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Posted: Sun Jul 23, 2006 2:47 pm
Morbidea left the house and walked to the person on the graveyard.
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Posted: Sun Jul 23, 2006 2:48 pm
*Elle looked at the stranger coming up to her. She lets the smoke escape her lips and takes another drag.*
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Posted: Sun Jul 23, 2006 2:50 pm
She handed the girl her dagger.
Please kill me. She said nervously.
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Posted: Sun Jul 23, 2006 2:53 pm
*Elle looked at the stanger without emotion*
Why should I? You know, why don't you ask your boyfriend, he's the one trying to kill our kind.
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Posted: Sun Jul 23, 2006 2:54 pm
*Takes a drag on her cig and looks up at the sky.*
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