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Posted: Sun Jul 12, 2009 9:30 pm
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((Lol, nice translation. I never would have understood.))
Arias sighed and finally looked up at Reed. I wish I had my gloves so that I could touch him. They help me control the mind-reading. At least with them on I could talk to him through his mind to apologize. "I'm from here, kinda. I'm a loner. No pack. Don't worry, I can't bite. It's against my morale to do that to others. I wouldn't turn you unless it was life-or-death." She cautiously looked at the other boy from the corner of her eye. At first glance, the normal female human would think that he was attractive. On second, they would probably think he looked odd the way he held his posture. But what made Arias different from the normal female, besides being a werewolf, was that she noticed 10x more. First, he had an odd smell. It wasn't the normal smell of a city. He smelled of crowds and foreign dirt. Crowds... Arias thought for a moment, What is the most crowded place in this city? Well, there is the mall, but that wouldn't explain the foreign dirt. Travel. Not an airline...I would have caught the scents from that. Train! That must be it. Where from, though? Arias narrowed her ruby eyes at the boy. "Where are you from? You smell of foreign dirt and I am sure you were on a train..."
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Posted: Sun Jul 12, 2009 9:45 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 12, 2009 9:47 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 12, 2009 9:49 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 12, 2009 9:51 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 12, 2009 10:08 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 12, 2009 10:22 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 12, 2009 10:32 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 12, 2009 10:40 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 12, 2009 10:44 pm
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Deston was at a loss when Aria called him and Reed on acting in some undesirable way, as he didn't know what she meant by it. He couldn't help it, he simply acted the way that he knew how to when in this "mood." Acting like what? He thought. Like a tight-lipped, clueless dolt, that's what. The "mood" at the back of his mind grumbled. Deston was pulled out of any potential conversation that could occur in his mind by Reed's comment. "Oh, right." He replied. "We should find that motel now." The demon looked over at Aria, who was now in the form of a wolf and who seemed rather upset with him. "Sorry to be a bother, mademoiselle." Deston apologized as he stood up. Getting away from the situation would probably be best. However, it looked like the situation was slowly declining. Apparently there was something wrong with Reed that he hadn't noticed, but it had roused Aria enough to have her offer some sort of help. Hopefully, Reed wasn't too bad off.
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Posted: Sun Jul 12, 2009 10:50 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 12, 2009 11:02 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 12, 2009 11:04 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2009 2:56 am
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