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 Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 12:15 am
*smile* I feel very strongly for both of you. And.. I am pregnant. I was only sure of it a few days ago.
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I won't.
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 12:16 am
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 12:19 am
*nod*
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Go to sleep, runt.
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 12:20 am
That's... wonderful. *smiles and kisses* Rest, darling. I'll make the arrangements so that you may move out.
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You go to sleep!
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 12:24 am
*smiles and nods* All right. I'll be ready.
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Don't tell me what to do.
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 12:25 am
..Goodnight, darling. *exists. leaves the snake there.*
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*frooown*
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 12:31 am
Goodnight.
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Goodnight, you two. *gets comfy*
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 12:31 am
..Goodnight.
*NO GOODNIGHT*
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 7:52 pm
*is ttly packing. that shouldn't take long*
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*snoring*
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 7:53 pm
*sitting up and staring at the door*
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*out somewhere, though his snake is with barley and tristan*
*talking to him. his snake is with fern still*
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*what about alter? well! the door to his little hole in the wall is being knocked on. KNOCK KNOCK.*
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 8:00 pm
*thinks the snake is unsettling. considers stabbing out its eyes with a pencil*
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*SNORE*
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*GASP A PERSON. smooths her hair and heads over to answer the door* Yees?
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 8:06 pm
*bad fern!*
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*the person out there is very tall! about 6' 8''. and he is thin. he is wearing a tattered red bandanna so that his hair can't be seen, but it's short and black. he has dark eyes, a loose white shirt, grayish pants and boots. and, a cutlass! AND! a wee gold hoop on one ear.
in his arms he holds an unconscious and beaten looking alter. he probably never found clothes since he's wrapped in a cloak* Let me in. Alter's hurt.
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 8:10 pm
*mwaaaahahaha*
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Eeee! What happened to him? *fret! scoots out of the way*
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 8:12 pm
*haaaaaaa?*
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You're jessa... something, right? *draaags alter on over to the bed and places him on it*
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 8:18 pm
*HA*
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Yes, jessamine. Are you his friend? Is he going to be okay?
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