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Posted: Wed Sep 16, 2009 6:55 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 16, 2009 6:59 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 16, 2009 7:03 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 16, 2009 7:08 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 16, 2009 7:13 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 16, 2009 7:16 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 16, 2009 7:20 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 16, 2009 7:26 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 16, 2009 7:28 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 16, 2009 7:42 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 16, 2009 7:46 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 16, 2009 7:57 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2009 5:18 am
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Drake smirked, although the expression tightened a little. While he could see Kyle as the kind of man he understood and often became, the idea of him trying to force himslef upon Koko seemed abhorrent. He mused over the contradiction, surprised by how much seemed to change just because he realised he had sired her. It was like she was family now. He began to understand the protective attitude Koko had over her distant relatives. He didn't like it much - family was soemthing he thought he had left behind centuries ago, for the better. He had no doubts that his own descendants were wandering around. His father had had a couple of mistresses, and after they were arested and his father executed, he knew that his mother would have remarried. Her family was wealthy enough to have made an attractive bride even at her age. She would have had a few more years fertility left, and though she hadn't had much luck with pregnancies he doubted that her suitor would have found out until it was too late. He lingered, trying to remember the details fo her face, and despite his personal assertion that family was unimportant, it upset him when the features blurred unrecognisably. She had had red ahir, hadn't she? or was it brown? She had wideset eyes, he remembered that, but he didn't know their colour or size. he couldn't recall her height, but remembered the stern weary tone she took on when she chastised him. he didn't remember hwo she sounded like when she was happy, or what her middle name had been. he had always preferred his father, but this memory loss was unacceptable. he forced hismlef not to try and drege up his memories of his father - incase the absencse of details would upset him futher.
"I'm not much in the mood for dancing any longer. We shall stay here, provided you provide us with some tea or coffee,hm?" he replied, his voice having lost soem of it's colour.
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2009 5:36 am
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2009 5:46 am
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