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Posted: Thu Jan 22, 2009 7:28 am
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Posted: Thu Jan 22, 2009 8:03 am
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Posted: Thu Jan 22, 2009 8:12 am
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Posted: Thu Jan 22, 2009 8:20 am
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Posted: Thu Jan 22, 2009 8:23 am
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Posted: Thu Jan 22, 2009 8:28 am
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Posted: Thu Jan 22, 2009 8:36 am
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Posted: Thu Jan 22, 2009 8:55 am
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Posted: Thu Jan 22, 2009 8:59 am
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Posted: Thu Jan 22, 2009 9:05 am
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Posted: Thu Jan 22, 2009 9:14 am
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While not some fairy tail romance, confession of affection, right now it seems to be all that she is looking for. Her tail would stretch out, if she had legs they would be crossed and extended, but slowly she gets up. Waiting until she is hovering before him. In the dim light her tail and fins show to be dark blue, rather than the pale shade that they are. Charis bends at the waist and gives his cheek a quick kiss, for once not even showing the slightest hint of a blush from the affectionate gesture. Already she has figured out how to use her new eye and the computer that is with it, tomorrow she plans to find out more about classes and to sign up for them. But now its time for her to go sleep. Jumping into the aqueduct's entrance in the living room she disappears, finding her way through the dark passages until she can curl up in one in particular. Its the tunnel that leads to his room, but he'll never know shes there. This is her way of being close to him, without pushing any boundaries.
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Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 4:21 am
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Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 4:29 am
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Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 4:56 am
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Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 5:02 am
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As he walks in completely without clothes and without the knowledge that she is there, she blushes deeply. Her cheeks turning a shade of bright red while she can feel the heat radiating off of them. In her hands is the regular shirt that she hasn't actually put on yet. Since he hasn't noticed her yet, and is blocking her way out, the best thing for her to do, is to remain quiet and hope he doesn't find out shes there. However, she is too scared to move. Floating there in midair, she clutches the shirt to her body, eyes wide while she tries to keep them above his shoulders. Yet, its nearly impossible. Even her past masters hardly walked around without a stitch on. In fact they would wear the clothes while she was most often naked. Reaching out, as though in a trance, Charis grabs the nearest piece of his clothing that she can reach, and holds it out to him.
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