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 Posted: Wed Apr 01, 2009 5:35 pm
Angel grinned, "Cigerett smoke with would f**k up my lungs. Swallowing my cigarett would let the poison enter into my digestive system." He sighed and shook his head, "Please let me have a lite? I'll be a better...package? What's the word you use of kidnapping and transporting?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 01, 2009 5:40 pm
Why do I come back to you?You hate me. You scream at me. You ignore me.But I still come back to you.You push me. You pull me. You shove me against random solid objects all hours of the day.But I still run back to you.Why?"We are not hopelessly in love." "Does it matter?" The voice asked a little dryly as the same rod went downwards slightly and the flame of a lighter flicked out from the hollow inside, catching the tip of Angel's cigarette before it withdrew upwards again. Well, maybe I hate you too. Maybe I want to scream at you too.
Maybe I want to kill you too.
I yell at you. I fight with you. I drag my nails down your back so hard that I draw blood.
But you don't care.
You don't care because you love me too.
Why must our love be so tragic? "We are just hopelessly addicted."
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Posted: Wed Apr 01, 2009 5:43 pm
Angel took in a deep drag and let it out, "Ahhh...thank you kindly...but it...tastes...odd...did you f**k with this?" he took another drag.
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Posted: Wed Apr 01, 2009 5:44 pm
((You know what sucks... when your teacher gives you a major vocab test, and you don't have a list of the words... *sighs* This sucks... I'm going to fail. Wahh!!))
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Posted: Wed Apr 01, 2009 5:59 pm
Why do I come back to you?You hate me. You scream at me. You ignore me.But I still come back to you.You push me. You pull me. You shove me against random solid objects all hours of the day.But I still run back to you.Why?"We are not hopelessly in love." "No," the voice replied. "It just happens to be a... more refined quality of cigarette. We don't do cheap here, thank you."Well, maybe I hate you too. Maybe I want to scream at you too.
Maybe I want to kill you too.
I yell at you. I fight with you. I drag my nails down your back so hard that I draw blood.
But you don't care.
You don't care because you love me too.
Why must our love be so tragic? "We are just hopelessly addicted."
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Posted: Wed Apr 01, 2009 6:08 pm
"Who am I? How about this; Who am I not?" Now she was rolling. Didn't matter that he had gotten Claire out, he was still there, she hadn't heard a word about someone coming to get her, and she wouldn't be worrying about muffins right then.
"I'm not some crazy, cocky vigilante who knows that the kidnapper is still in the same hotel as her victim and still goes rooting around for muffins." Sure, she was pissed. Maybe she was PMSing. She hoped not...
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Posted: Wed Apr 01, 2009 6:26 pm
 Once upon a time....((so she knows who he is??)) there lived a witch...
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Posted: Wed Apr 01, 2009 6:35 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 01, 2009 6:53 pm
((I don't think she does. But Anin's gone for tonight.))
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Posted: Wed Apr 01, 2009 7:01 pm
"Ugh...my head is pounding" Tony moaned. He looked over and saw Laura. "Oh Laura...how long have you been there?" he asked.
"Yeah, well...hmm" was what Anthony said.
Giovanni was still asleep.
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Posted: Wed Apr 01, 2009 7:04 pm
Laura's ear twitched, and she gowned slightly, but she still stayed asleep. "...don't... kill them... they are pretty..." She muttered slightly.
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Posted: Wed Apr 01, 2009 7:09 pm
"Hmm...she's still asleep" Tony said. He then got up and went down to the bathroom. He found some pills that would help get rid of the headache.
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Posted: Wed Apr 01, 2009 7:09 pm
((So, Mayhem, no recitals/rehearsals tonight?))
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Posted: Wed Apr 01, 2009 7:11 pm
"Wha!..." Laura said, jolting awake... "Ugg... where... where am I? Oh yeah..." She muttered, half awake, rubbing her head.
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Posted: Wed Apr 01, 2009 7:11 pm
Giovanni's alarm went off. He turned it off, mumbled something in Italian and then slowly got up.
Tony took a couple pills with some water and then sighed.
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