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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 12:56 pm
Tomo shrugged, running his fingers over the keys, "Does it matter where it came from? Did it feel right?" He asked, standing up. He paused for a moment and placed his hands over his stomach. "I... gotta go." He murmured, running for the upstairs bathroom.
((Gotta go home.))
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 12:57 pm
Tomokazu-kun Tomo shrugged, running his fingers over the keys, "Does it matter where it came from? Did it feel right?" He asked, standing up. He paused for a moment and placed his hands over his stomach. "I... gotta go." He murmured, running for the upstairs bathroom. ((Gotta go home.)) ((Bye safe trip)) Sapphire sighs. "I think so."
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 2:03 pm
((hey all...i haven't really been in the mood to rp recently...i've been trying to work on stories and such, but rping just hasn't been coming to me....hopefully, i'll be out of this soon...))
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 8:33 pm
Baizou walked downstairs in warm clothes and he headed strait for the fireplace to warm up. He sighed. He didn't like having to keep track of his body all the time.
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Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2006 7:56 am
*jake sucked on his thumb it was the third time that day he had poked him self with the blasted needle*
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Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2006 8:47 am
He warps in and makes some hot chocolate and pours himself some.
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Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2006 8:53 am
* jake rasied a hand as in a wave and kepted trying to do this thing call crossstich* ow! * he shook his hand again he had jab his finger with the needle*
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Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2006 9:01 am
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Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2006 9:05 am
((cya)) he sits down and sips his hot cocoa.
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Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2006 6:32 pm
Tomo walked in through the front door with a wide smile. He strode over to the bar, humming cheerfully with one hand over his stomach. He poured himself a cup of tea and sat down by the fireplace.
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Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2006 7:05 pm
* there was a thump and a muttered curse and a soft snore of jake sorta sprawled on the floor his tail under his head a thumb close to his moulth as if it was recently chewed on his eyes were open but glazed over like some one had pryed them open when he was sleeping on the table a cross stich design was layed out with dots of blood as if the person had jabed them selfs many times allowing the blod to drip down on to it the christmas tree was half way finished and looked like the one standing in the courner to the picture*
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Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2006 7:09 pm
Tomo glanced over and perked his ears, "Jake...?" He murmured, walking closer to the boy, "Jake, are you okay?" He asked, bending down to examine him with his magic.
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Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2006 7:24 pm
* jake curled up snoring softly his eyes still open but un seeing but nothing was wrong all you could heal was the pin pricks that he mad on his fingers trying to sew the Xmas tree* p-ickles.....* he muttered chewing on his thumb again*
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Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2006 7:26 pm
Tomo shook his head and gently picked Jake up. He healed his fingertips and set him down on a couch with a blanket. If he didn't wake up, he would go and get his healing kit from Aitrus.
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Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2006 7:32 pm
Tomokazu-kun Tomo shook his head and gently picked Jake up. He healed his fingertips and set him down on a couch with a blanket. If he didn't wake up, he would go and get his healing kit from Aitrus. *jake curled up again his ears slightly twiching his tail twiched and curled around the blaket and jake softly moaned hurt flickering off and on his face imges of the fire and the confusen in the Castle when he was two was coming back for to day was the day in many a year it had happened he rolled over softly making wimpering noises as quiet as possible his training still there to make him be quiet*
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