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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2008 9:24 am
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2008 3:32 pm
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Name: Erin Warren Age: 17 Blood: 1/2 Quileute, 1/2 Caucasian Personality: Nonchalance practically radiates from her body most days, but on a bady day, she'll bit your head off. Very happy go lucky, but rather volitile when she or her friends are threatened. She has an abstract way of thinking and is rather insightful. Looks: Extremely tall for a girl, at about 5'10'', muscular build, rounded features. Short Backround: Erin's wolf genes kicked in when she was 14. Her wolf form is a medium-sized, brown wolf with flecks of red in her fur. Since she has long hair, her fur is very shaggy, which gives her protection against the nasty Forks weather. She is gifted in the writing area, and aspires to be an author when she grows up. (She won't for a while, though, since she hasn't imprinted yet.)
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2008 6:53 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2008 4:14 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2008 4:46 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2008 5:20 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2008 6:52 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2008 8:37 am
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2008 3:10 pm
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"I'm not the best with machines." Ben held up his huge hands. "But my sister is. I'll give her a call and she can fix your car. In the meantime, I think we should get out of the rain. You could catch a cold, y'know?"Ben pulled out his cell phone, a large and clunky Nokia. He picked out the numbers on the phone with difficulty because of his huge hands. He pressed a button and it switched into walkie-talkie mode. After a few rings, someone picked up. "Hello?" asked the voice. It was female, but kind of deep and tired sounding. "Hey, Erin." Ben said. He smiled, his eyes creasing at the corners. "Over." Erin grunted. "What do you want?" Ben winked at Teresia good naturedly. "I ran into someone on the roadside, says she blew a head gasket. Since I'm too clumsy with my hands to do anything about it, could you come here and help out?" There was a long pause on the other end. "Where are you?" she asked. "On Watercloud Road. Thanks." "Yeah, yeah. Whatever. Be right there." said Erin, hanging up. Ben put the phone back into his pocket. "Alright, we're set. So... who are you. anyway?"
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