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 Posted: Fri Mar 06, 2009 9:46 pm
((NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! crying crying crying *is still sitting on zfatel's back.* Meany waaaahhh!!! *cries* Why do you gotta be so mean to Mrs. Prettiful Butterfly!
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Posted: Fri Mar 06, 2009 9:53 pm
((It's "Mister Butterfuly" to you, missy.
*reels in butterfly*
*eats it*))
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Posted: Fri Mar 06, 2009 10:00 pm
((*stares in shock for a moment* eek ... ... ... you ate him... you ATE him... *pounds on zfatel's back* Ok! Fine! Since you just ate my previous entertainment, you have to make up for it!))
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Posted: Fri Mar 06, 2009 10:12 pm
((I gotta go... Goodnight everyone! By the way, I won't forget the Murder of Mr. Butterfly Zfatal! I shall return to collect your indulgences! *vanishes in smoke!* ))
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Posted: Fri Mar 06, 2009 10:29 pm
((why does everyone call me zfatel. zfatEL. ...? confused
Oh... I guess I'll survive your torment, lolly....))
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Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2009 8:07 am
Trist, still by the skylight on the restaurant, slid down to ground level, tucking away her handgun. It seemed that everyone else had disappeared...
Back to where I started, she thought wearily. Tracking down Sphinx and her boyfriend...((She doesn't know for a fact that they're dating, she's just that sarcastic... And what last name is Anthony using now?))
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Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2009 8:25 am
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Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2009 8:38 am
sereniy_eyes Iris rolled her eyes...but accepted his help. She sat in his car and bucked the seat down. She looked suspiciously at London...but said nothing. She just sat quietly. What the hell was she doing? She should of just gotten a cab...but then her head started to throb.  Once upon a time....
London then walked to the right side of his car and sat down. He then twisted the key in the ignition. He then shifted into gear and off they went. The music mainly played classical music, mainly the cello, yet it was not loud at all. The Irish man then spoke to Iris, "You don't look so good deary," He did not take his soft emerald eyes of the road as he drove rather smoothly down the busy road. He then waited for her to respond to him.
there lived a witch...
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Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2009 8:45 am
Iris sighed, "My head is pounding, my wrist throbs, I think my lip is cut for some reason, I have bruses, and now I don't think it's a good idea that you know where I live..." she sighed, and put her head on her knees to try and stop the pounding, "Also I've ben betrayed by my boss. How do you think I'd be fairing?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2009 8:46 am
zfatal Beans glanced around sleepily, groggy-eyed, at all the nurses and what-not. He really was all right... but, having just shrugged off unconsciousness finally, was going through a bit of an awkward, painful transfer between phases. Alfone watched surreptitiously from under his covers. But Beans was speaking. "Jareth--Commissioner? I haven't seen you since the Depression...." Clearly, Beans was not one-hundred per cent present. He was still half-asleep, and every nurse within reach shushed him. They told him not to talk; just to lie still and relax. "Kind of damn hard when you're all crowding me. And what's these tubes stuck up my a**? ...Oh, that's my arm. Right...." Beans yawned, but failed to reenter unconsciousness. "How's your dog doing, Commissioner?" ((I edited... to tell you it's ma'am, not mam. ^_^ I'm very particular. XD))
Jareth just sighed at Beans and spoke, "Can you people give him some air?" He just looked at the nurses, who were still afraid of him from when he brought the wrath of God down on that floor. "My dog?" He asked wondering if he meant London, most of the people Jareth hired knew about him, but Iris, "I guess he's fine....Iris met him...." He spoke while shaking his head. His blue eyes looked over at Al to which he just grumbled lightly.
there lived a witch...
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Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2009 8:52 am
sereniy_eyes Iris sighed, "My head is pounding, my wrist throbs, I think my lip is cut for some reason, I have bruises, and now I don't think it's a good idea that you know where I live..." she sighed, and put her head on her knees to try and stop the pounding, "Also I've been betrayed by my boss. How do you think I'd be fairing?"
"I've always known where you lived," He spoke while his eyes were locked onto the road, "I could get you some ibuprofen liquid gels for the pain, if you would like me to," He paused while shifting into second gear. "I honestly can not help you with your view on Jareth yet...I hope that you'll understand his reasons for what he does..." He spoke with his smooth Irish accent while still smelling like cloves from his cigarette.
there lived a witch...
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Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2009 8:57 am
Iris nodded, "I understand his reasons...but I can't agree with them. He...he lie to everyone. I trusted him and he lied to me..." she could oddly still smell the cloves off him. She wondered if it was a colone or the odd outcome just because he was Irish....probably the former. She said, "I'm also not to comfortable with taking druggs from you."
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Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2009 9:05 am
Beans rubbed his temples with one hand. One of the nurses had injected some type of drug into his IV, and Beans felt better and more clear-headed almost immediately. He groaned in pain.
"Oh, hell... what happened to me? The last thing I remember... is... not seeing... oh, God. Claire."
Beans immediately glanced around, dismissing Alfone immediately and not even noticing the nurses.
"Where's Claire?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2009 9:07 am
Once upon a time....
"Fine then," He spoke while shifting into third gear as he passed a little drug store. to which he turned around and drove into that store's parking lot. "If you wont take them from me than go get yourself some...I hate seeing a lovely woman such as your self in pain." He then got out of the black aston martin and walked over to the other side to open the door for Iris. He then, again, extended his hand to her to help her out of the car.
there lived a witch...
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Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2009 9:10 am
Iris sighed and got out of the car. She looked at London, "How many girls have you net with that line?" she went into the drug store. It smell...well, like a place that wouldn't see many customers. Iris headed to the medicinal shelves to get some asprin.
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