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Posted: Tue May 30, 2006 9:18 am
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Posted: Sat Jun 03, 2006 4:02 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2006 9:31 am
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Posted: Thu Jun 08, 2006 6:38 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 01, 2006 7:51 am
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Posted: Sat Jul 01, 2006 3:43 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 2:26 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 5:05 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 8:22 am
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Posted: Sat Jul 29, 2006 3:29 pm
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The halfhearted struggle before the strength vanished from her muscles only heightened Sasha's already generous paranoia. Brushing the hair from her neck, he studied the smooth area for any puncture. The same with her wrists. None of the main veins appeared broken, and it seemed that the worst injury was her leg. Which, he noted, had bled through the cloth and was slowly seeping. Heaving a dramatic sigh, the Russian eased his burden to the ground, removing the cloth and tossing it aside. More vampires would most likely be drawn by the scent of blood, but as she'd been leaving a trail of it thus far, that detail didn't seem to matter. Sasha deftly tore another small section from the girl's dress, binding it more tightly, using just enough to tie off the flesh a few inches above the wound. Hopefully it would slow the bloodflow. Glancing up, the Russian noticed that most of the Caravan had moved on without them. Eyes narrowed, gritting his teeth, he heaved the girl over his shoulder once more.
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Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 8:28 am
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 10:58 am
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 8:10 am
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