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 Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 3:28 pm
zfatal (('My cop's girl' refers to Claire. Beans is a cop. Claire is his girl. I'm interested in how London will deal with a lady who kidnapped a lady. But I'm a bit curious--when you said Body and Blood of Christ laying there, you WERE talking figuratively, correct, Qui?))  Once upon a time....
((the blood of Christ is wine and the body of Christ are those paper waver things....yet to a lot of extreme roman Catholics they take it very serious thus they just refer it to his blood and body! So to answer your question: yes!))
there lived a witch...
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 3:35 pm
((Just for curiosity sakes, are you catholic? ))
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 3:40 pm
Once upon a time....
London drove down the road while following Jareth, though Jareth had no clue he was being followed. London knew Jareth, when he was worried, slipped up a bit with his police skills so he was going to follow Jareth until he got that picture of Beans' wife. Hope she is a cute one! The Irish man thought to himself with a little bit of a perverted smile caught on his lips. He then pulled into the hospital while bringing his cello case into the hospital. When the blonde stepped inside the hospital he was actually surprised to see that NONE of the cops bothered him what so ever. The deadly assassin wondered while heading to the elevator. Once he got up to the 'popular' floor he ducked into an empty room. His aqua eyes noticed the window to which he strode over to it and simple opened the window. he then made an excellent observation that the ledge was rather wide, so wide that a person could walk it and not have a problem falling. He then crawled out of the window and walked on the ledge to the next room, to which the window was opened slightly. London grinned while opening the window larger and simple crawled in. He noticed the lump laying in the bed and had an idea that the person was a cop. He then walked over the the chair that was pressed up against the wall and silently brought it over to the bed. When the blonde sat down he instantly remembered that face. His emerald eyes widened while seeing that it was the police woman, Iris. His mind told him to get his sexy Irish a** out of that room! Yet. He just watched over her like an angel. He then picked up his rosary, that was around his neck, and started to pray for this woman. He prayed so that this woman, this temple of creation to which he sees the one true miracle of God, would forgive him for his sins.
there lived a witch...
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 3:42 pm
lil_lollypop1 ((Just for curiosity sakes, are you catholic? ))
((non practicing))
there lived a witch...
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 3:58 pm
Once upon a time....Jareth ran his fingers through his crimson hair while wondering what to do! He did not get a chance to pray to god for guidance yet he damn well knew he had to get to the hospital to check up on his crew. After a long while and his car almost breaking down He finally made it to the hospital. Again He did not even notice London enter the hospital as he also forgot he was still wearing his wooden cross. He then walked up the stairs, while London took the elevator, so he could maybe get his mind right. For the love of baby Jesus.... He breathed while slowly trudging up them stairs. once he made it to the floor that was crawling with cops he sighed. He then slowly walked over to Al and Beans' room hoping to see if they were okay. When he entered he saw that only Al was up. Jareth remained quiet while he just silently praised god for protecting them. there lived a witch...
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 3:58 pm
((Ah... I thought so... ))
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 4:04 pm
Once upon a time....((yup!)) there lived a witch...
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 4:10 pm
((Awww I hate/Love your characters! They're so sweet, even if one is a bit corrupt and the other is an assassin!))
Iris shifted in her covers. She was dreamng about someone holding her. In her dream she was laying on him, his hands were tracing along her back in a slow caress. She smiled and cuddled closer to him. The warmth this dream man gave her made her relax and feel, safe... she looked upat his face, but couldn't tell any features. She sighed and rested against him, not caring at the dream moment that she couldn't see his face.
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 4:27 pm
((Don't you just love those love/hate relationships? ))
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 4:27 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 4:33 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 4:43 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 5:00 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 5:19 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 5:38 pm
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