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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2012 11:30 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2012 11:40 pm
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2012 11:51 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2012 11:57 pm
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2012 12:05 am
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Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2012 3:24 pm
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2012 9:13 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2012 10:56 pm
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2012 11:03 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2012 11:12 pm
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Aven growled and then shifted, turning back to Jasmine and undoing the silver ropes on her not even wincing as the silver burned his hands, his training under that pack had left him able to tolerate nearly any amount of pain. "Okay, how'd this happen?" he asked, wanting to know so he could stop it from happening again.
Just then Kailee and her backup arrived. "Aven! Jasmine! What happened?!" she asked, rushing over, clearly worried about them both."
"A kidnapping attempt." Aven said, his expression growing dark. "My . . . former pack. I didn't recognize the members who tried to take her, but I know it was from that pack. What I don't know is how they were able to even get to her in the first place." he said, looking over to Jasmine with a raised eyebrow. He had finished taking the ropes off of her and had set them aside, not even registering the burns on his hands.
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2012 11:19 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2012 11:27 pm
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2012 11:36 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2012 11:42 pm
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2012 11:48 pm
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