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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 1:08 pm
*Tilts his head ever so slightly as he looks down at the pair in the dirt, tsking softly*
One day he'll learn that through all your wrong doing you are still a woman, Bianca, and I won't tolerate a man raising his hand like that...
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 1:10 pm
*Smirks, though the expression is softer when she looks up at the man looming on the balcony* Do you want me to bring him upstairs for you, Tarot? I know where you keep your shackles.
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 1:16 pm
If you wouldn't mind taking him home, I would appreciate that...
*Steps back a bit before hopping up onto the balcony's railing, and then stepping off to land soundlessly a few yards behind Lo's fallen form.*
I'm sure his friends are wondering where he is... *Walks over, stopping just a bit from the pair* I believe his band has had enough trauma for one month...
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 1:17 pm
He won't be missed for another hour.
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 1:22 pm
No, not by me either...
*Glances up to her, giving a soft smile*
Get him back for me, so I needn't worry of him doing something foolish and get London taken care of.
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 1:26 pm
Denying yourself desert doesn't make dinner taste any better, Tarot. *Crouches in her heels, touching Angelo's face* So touchable, isn't he?
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 1:29 pm
If I keep him I'll be tempted to feed him...
I want him to get what he wants, Bianca.
*Glances over to London before looking back to Bianca, something dark glinting in his icy eyes* Just take him home.
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 1:35 pm
Fine. *Heaves a sigh, her eyes on Angelo's face as she glides her fingertips over his mouth* I'm just saying I don't even think he'd wake up...
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 1:40 pm
You think me desperate enough to do such a thing? *Laughs, a mixture of anger and hurt crossing his boyish features*
How foolish do I truly appear to you all?
I really am grateful for Angelo's honest words when he first arrived. Obviously, he speaks for all of you, and such a burden that must be.
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 1:46 pm
*Scowls suddenly* Oh, ******** you, Tarot.
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 1:47 pm
Go on. Get them home. *Waves her off, turning to head back to the house, long almost white hair splashing around him as he moves*
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