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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 10:07 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 10:16 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 10:20 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 10:23 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 10:34 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 10:54 pm
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Jorden Gregory Ariake
Jorden was sitting on the floor of his cell, holding his head in his hands, when he heard Kristoff's voice come in over the ceiling speakers. He looked up in confusion, his eyes widening when he heard the voice he loved most in the world. Tears ran down his face at Tank's words. He'd begun to have doubts in that cell, doubts that Tank would come for him, doubts that his boyfriend really loved him.
He had thought that maybe, since Tank had taken the fall for Kristoff and hadn't gotten vengeance for Krista's death, that Jorden was nothing more than a cheap replacement; a poor man's Kristoff. But now, of course, he could have no doubts that Mikhail Kirikvich loved him. "Mikhail!" he cried, getting to his feet and pulling desperately on the bars of his cell, hoping that somehow his lover would be able to hear him.
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 11:06 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 11:19 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 8:28 am
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 8:45 am
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Pavel RasputinThey moved along the corridors, Pavel in the lead as they passed a small door and he stopped when he heard a mewling sound followed by a pained yowl. He kicked open the door and shot each man in the head with deadly accuracy, except for one. The one holding his beloved Kina. He glared at him and saw the broken angle of her tail, and the tufts of fur that had been seared away, and aimed for his face. "She is the pretty kitty princess. You must do the dying now." And hit him dead in the face, the man falling back as PAvel rushed in to scoop up his cat, kissing and nuzzling her softly as she purred into his neck. "Da, who is my child? Who is? Da, it is of the you. Da Kina, good girl." She told her and kissed her soft fur, the black of her fur a match to the black inner pocket he lowered her into. Pavel walked back out and nodded to the others before moving on, saying simply, "They are not the good kitty parents. I had to I had to do the removing from the custody."
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 9:00 am
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 9:06 am
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 9:12 am
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 9:17 am
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 9:25 am
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