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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2011 3:22 am
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2011 5:11 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2011 6:20 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2011 7:30 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2011 7:49 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2011 8:03 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2011 8:08 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2011 8:19 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2011 8:31 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2011 8:35 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2011 8:53 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2011 10:11 pm
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..Ahh, it didn't seem like this guy was the idiot he looked to be. Inge frowned – well. She guessed not every supernatural she came across could be some mangy – wait. She paused her thoughts as a sudden feeling of panic started to envelope her – but she had no reason to be frightened.. Why was..? It took a moment, tuning out what the man was saying for a second, before she realized that that little pest of hers was shaking over something. Not literally, of course, but.. She smirked inwardly – oh, this was good. She snickered quietly at it, looking back to the man as she lost interest. Really, what was scary about this guy? He smelled like beer and dressed like he was from some storybook. But, if he knew about contracters, it may not be a bad idea to go along with him.. “I guess–” She started, but paused as she felt another pulse of fear, the voice chirping up to repeat what the man had said as if it – wait, exorcise? As in..? “You want to get rid of – oh. No. No, no, no – HA, no.” She stepped back, hands held up as she activated that silly little ability she had gotten from some weird feline earlier that day. A silencer of her own presence – no scent, sound, or aura, she guessed, to be sensed. Useful to the cat for hunting, more useful to her for running. “Sorry, but, I like this way too much – bye!” With that, she turned on her heel and darted back down the alley.
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2011 10:27 pm
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[ I'll take this opportunity to interact. ]
"Ow!" Asriel knelt down in pain, rubbing her head because some hard object decided to inflict pain on the back of her scalp. She rubbed it before looking back, spotting the rock that had hit her and the shoe that kicked it before looking up at the boy who wore the shoe. With eyes of hurt she stood, dusting off the skirts of what appeared to be uniform. "Why did you kick that rock?" She asked at first, pointing to the projectile. The boy looked as lost as she was, more like he didn't know what to do with his mind. Maybe he was delusional. Crazy. Asriel looked back at him, a hard gaze now piercing through the light-haired boy. "Are you mad at me? Is it because of my hair? Do I walk slow? Or do you not like girls?" She immediately rambled on until the pain subsided and took a step back, bowing her head. "I apologize for speaking so much. But I really have to find my friend. I seem to be lost," she admitted rather childishly.
[ Actually, this reminds me a lot like Trinity Blood, a rather good anime by the by. ]
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2011 10:31 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2011 10:45 pm
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