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Your father tells you you can't love some one, what do you do? |
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 8:26 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2008 3:51 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2008 5:59 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2008 6:10 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2008 7:04 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2008 7:34 pm
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Jasper Rapier sat alone on his usual silk chair, listening to the classical music, reading his book on numerology. Everything was normal. The plan was set, and he was ready. He thanked his mother mentally before flipping a page. Jasper sighed, his blond locks of hair falling into his finely carved demonic face. The blue of his eyes shone brightly as he pushed up his reading glasses. The portrait of his father was on top of the fireplace, which shone brightly in the dark room. That was the only source of light before Jasper stood up and headed down the hall to his room. He turned on the light and stared at his empty room. The bedsheets were gone from the bed, his shelves bare, the closet empty. Jasper sighed again as he walked back to the purple chair, and he sat, waiting.
Eve Naeko sat in a tree. He mind swirled with the scene that had just happened. A repeat, she thought. She had a fight with he savior again. She wanted to leave, but he wouldn't tolerate it. Leaving with a Demon was wrong, he was right. But she had feelings for him. Deep ones that an Angel should not feel for a Demon. As her body lay across a steerdy branch, Eve swung her arms and legs around, waiting for day to come. She spotted movement in many houses, but she could not keep up. "Humans are so typical." Said Eve thoughtfully. She hopped out of the tree and walked around, ignoring the few uneasy glances heading her way.
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Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2008 8:18 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2008 8:29 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2008 9:01 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2008 9:01 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2008 9:08 pm
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Bane couldn't think. He laid in his bed and tried to take his mind of off her, but he couldn't. He looked around his studio apartment, looking for something he could do to distract him. But he couldn't.
All he could think about was her face, her hair, her smell... oh geez, her smell, that intoxicating smell. He missed her so badly. The last time they spoke, she had mentioned that her savior would not allow them to be. And why? Blood. Because his blood wasn't good enough for her.
Bane gave out an aggravated sigh.
"Da**it," he cursed.
He stood up, laced his shoes, and walked out the door, knowing exactly where she would be.
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 12:35 am
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 9:19 am
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 12:19 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 2:04 pm
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