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Posted: Mon Nov 24, 2008 2:07 pm
Kokopelli gestured that it would actually worsen Ann's mood, as he would not say words of comfort. ~*~ Cirruleic laughed. "She's a greaserag in a family of beauty that Venus would envy! Acne, pockmarks, greasy hair, plain face..." He smirked. "Are you unfortunate enough to be fancied by her?" [[shes not THAT bad, but, compared to her mom...]]
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Posted: Mon Nov 24, 2008 2:49 pm
"...I thought it was your work to help others, I am guessing that is untrue then, is it not?" Caleb replied, getting to tired and too sick to even speak with him.
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Posted: Tue Nov 25, 2008 12:35 pm
Kokopelli gestured that nothing could help Ann; she was beyond repair, emotionally or mentally. All treatment was futile. He went after Ann, and then came back a minute or two later. He said he affixed some charms to ward off possession on her.
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Posted: Tue Nov 25, 2008 1:47 pm
Caleb did not speak another word. Looking down at his student, he picked his student into his arms and carried her up to her room. Placing her onto the bed softly before leaving the room.
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Posted: Tue Nov 25, 2008 1:54 pm
Kokopelli was greatly confused by this, and then shrugged it off. Ann had calmed down, and walked up to Caleb, holding out a small cracker in the shape of an angel. "Here. These are her favorite food. It'll make her throat that I scratched at feel better." She lightly hugged him. "And thanks for helping me feel better." She waved and, entering a portal, left.
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Posted: Tue Nov 25, 2008 2:03 pm
Caleb turned red when she hugged him. "....I will make sure to give her this..Item." Caleb turned his head to see her dissapear. The heavy sound of the leather boots went up the creaking stairs as he placed the plate onto the table next to her bed.
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Posted: Tue Nov 25, 2008 2:07 pm
Ann, feeling ashamed of her unfaithfulness to 'bros over hos', dressed in a very conservative dress that went down to the floor [insane, since she usually bared her stomach and entire back], and put her hair to cover her chest. The only thing that was bared was her face and the nape off her neck. She wondered how she could exactly push what she did out of her mind.
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Posted: Tue Nov 25, 2008 2:31 pm
Caleb turned and left the room. Returning down to the base floor, he checked on the fire, which had died down considerably. He finally remeber what he had been looking for, going into his students room once again, he began searching for a book of matches.
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Posted: Tue Nov 25, 2008 2:33 pm
Moé awoke, and took out a box from a portal. "Here, sir. I don't think these are wet, and the strip is very abrasive..."
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Posted: Tue Nov 25, 2008 2:45 pm
Caleb took the box. Opening the box with a slender pale finger and taking out a match, and swiped the the wooden match across the striker. The match ignited and he smothered the flame using his pointer and thumb. He walked out the room. Walking back down into his study, with hard steps.
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Posted: Tue Nov 25, 2008 2:48 pm
Moé followed him, and tugged on his sleeve. "Sir! What happened to Ann? Is she okay?" She pouted. "Or did she just vanish?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 25, 2008 2:59 pm
"She is fine as far as I know." Caleb replied. Walking back down to his study.
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Posted: Tue Nov 25, 2008 3:21 pm
Moé sighed. "I just worry sometimes. You don't mind if I go to visit her again, right?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 25, 2008 3:31 pm
"Not at all." Caleb replied, looking back at her as he was about to walk down the stairs.
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Posted: Tue Nov 25, 2008 3:34 pm
Moé nodded, and entered a portal. She came back about five minutes later, shocked. "A-Ann was wearing... conservative clothing...!" She wrung her fists. "Ann always wears revealing, provocative ethnic clothing! This is insane..."
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