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What are you looking for at the Inn of Peace? |
Peace (dah) |
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Love <3 |
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Friends and Friends *hugs* |
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Chaos and destruction *evil grin* |
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Nothing *snores* |
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Gold XD |
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 5:00 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 5:06 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 5:07 pm
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Angeles hummed, the smile fading as Zulma said that she was basically willing to submit herself to Angeles. Her green eyes seemed to flare with light as Angeles stood from the table and walked over to Zulma, "if you give your blood to me you cannot escape. If I were to call upon you you would come no matter the distance, even if your feet were rubbed raw. Your memories would be know to me, nothing would be hidden. Your fears, your desires, your secrets, they would no longer be yours," Angeles bent close to Zulma, bracing her hands on either side of the chair preventing Zulma from escape. She looked into her eyes which had started to glow red with excitement. She continued to lean forward and stopped mere centimeters from Zulma's skin. it was a testament to her self control really, feeling her own cold breath bounce off of Zulma's skin against her lips, "how can you really be sure you're ready to give something like that up?" Angeles whispered, "this is your freedom we are speaking of. Are you sure you could ever be ready and wiling for that to be taken away?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 5:08 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 5:11 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 5:14 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 5:21 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 5:23 pm
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Angeles Valentine DragonsHeart_1111 -Walking in the front door from the forest he stepped into the light the Inn was giving off, his hands covered in dirt and a bit of blood- ((Angeles are you and Zulma doing that right in the middle of the Inn?)) ((Not in the middle no, in a dark shadowy corner in the main room of the inn yes.))
((lol right, in your usual corner, thats kinda what I meant haha))
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 5:24 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 5:24 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 5:30 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 5:31 pm
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The door to the inn opened as Cerberus, limping a bit, walked in. His weapons seemed a bit dirty, evidence of their use recently. He took note of all the people, waving to a few that he had met before. He gave a passing notice of Miss Zulma's return. It had been awhile since he had seen her. Then again, he was hardly ever in the inn.
He took a seat, carefully favoring his left arm. It had been injured during his 'talk' with the SIN guards. The cut was still fresh, but he managed to stop the bleeding due to his limited medical talent. Still, to his demonic senses, he couldn't really help but notice the smell.
Pulling out a book, he sat back, trying to relax for once.
'Miss Azana must have decided to take a nap or something when she got back. Perhaps I shouldn't have taken her to the temple. She looked ready to lose her lunch...'
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 5:31 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 5:32 pm
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