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Posted: Wed Sep 08, 2010 4:19 pm
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Who is this man I stare? Mirror reflects a stranger
Lysanders hand moved to remove the blade, before he could the metal slid along his chest, nothing but fabric ripped open until he had slashed his arm. He stumbled backwards and gasped, the only thing that kept him from falling was the blade, in Lysanders side. "Hotaka-ah!!"He shouted as the metal glided into his skin, the burning set in as Lysander fought to stay standing but he fell to his knee, and he moaned in disbelief, stabbed?! His stomach burned, it hurt, no matter how far it went, it hurt. Before he could stand, his driver picked him up and helped him to his car. He was stuffed into the back and the driver shouted for Mitsuko to follow suit as he ran to the drivers side and started the car.
Fist shatters the despair Awake the pain to anger
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Posted: Thu Sep 09, 2010 8:56 am
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Posted: Thu Sep 09, 2010 9:23 pm
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Who is this man I stare? Mirror reflects a stranger
Hotaka, it had to be him, He looked just the same. Something was wrong, how did this happen between them! What the hell was Lysander thinking, 'yeah chase the criminal, confront the crazy ******** and get shot, why did he have to stab!?'. His stomach burned, the blade had gone in an inch or two, enough to hurt like a b***h. "Im sorry Suki, I am... I just wanted to remind myself that I run the place, its hard If I can't do anything but do it far away like a little b***h." "His hands held hers as they pressed on his wound, though Lysanders eyes never left Mitsuko's.
Fist shatters the despair Awake the pain to anger ((This may be my last post for some time... Bye bye brand-new laptop...))
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Posted: Fri Sep 10, 2010 4:32 pm
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So if you're ever feeling down, Grab your purse and take a taxi
He had called his name. Hotaka stood frozen to the spot, staring at the space where the man had been. He had known his name, he called his name. After a few seconds of confusion, Hotaka felt sort of empty. Then the police sirens appeared flashing in the distance, almost like they were bringing him back to earth. In an instant he had grabbed Kumi, and began running. The sirens were growing closer, and the hi-jacked car was growing further into the distance. Hotaka stopped when he was sure the police wouldn't know where they had ran. He bent over, panting hard. Still the same question was aching in his head, 'How did he know my name?' Hotaka squinted up at the way his car had driven off. Hotaka hadn't payed attention to his face, not in the restaurant, or on the road. He was so caught up in staying firm, staying leader-like, being a valentine, that he didn't get a proper look at his face. Hotaka frowned, hitting his knee and standing up fully, clutching his hair in both hands as he tried to remember this man.
To the darker side of town, That's where we'll be
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Posted: Mon Oct 04, 2010 2:43 pm
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