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Post by Hope/Aly on Jan 28, 2006 22:08:15 GMT -5
*wakes up* their not perverted......their hott and sexy........
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Post by The Imfamous AKA on Jan 29, 2006 15:44:45 GMT -5
I.E. perverted.
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Post by Pan on Jan 29, 2006 16:59:28 GMT -5
((stop till erik comes back and do not anser to this got it!))
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Post by Hope/Aly on Jan 30, 2006 16:30:37 GMT -5
*sleeping again*
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Post by Pan on Jan 31, 2006 19:22:34 GMT -5
((HOPE WHAT DID I JUST SAY NO WAIT DON'T SAY ANYTHING!!!! JUAT WAIT FOR ERIK!!!!!))
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Post by Hope/Aly on Feb 6, 2006 18:09:06 GMT -5
(MEH IM BORED)
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Post by Nadir on Feb 14, 2006 19:53:36 GMT -5
((......................I'm going to try to catch up with everything directed to me in the past 5 pages I was gone from))
*before they went to sleep in response to SErena's question about pretending to be 'his'* He peers down at her from the eyeslits of his black mask with complete indifference, "I know not if I have that option Mlle, and the Shah still might want you...perhaps you in particular for himself." Despite his cold indifference, a bit of curiousity shines through from behind the mask, quickly followed by reproach, "but I can tell that you will rather be the shah's than mine, or wouldn't you?" he sneers spitefully to these girls who don't know him.
In quiet rage he leaves to the adjacent bedroom, and sits on the window-seat staring out as the sun slowly sinks. He can here all there worried murmurs and their babbling that makes no sense to him. He becomes mor and more intriged listening to them, even though they don't know that he can hear. Whose calling out to that girl? What stone are they talking about? Crawford in a bathtub? They really just don't make sense.... Erik shakes his head pitifully, but curiousity gets the better of him. When he thinks he hears them asleep, he peaks his head out of the room, and watches their still forms toss slightly in their sleep as the crescent moon outside reflects on them.
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Post by Pan on Feb 14, 2006 21:25:44 GMT -5
*he can see something strang on Pan's head..they look just like cat ears...but it could just be the shadows. She rolls over and he can now see that the are cat ears on top of her fulffly blond head*
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Post by The Imfamous AKA on Feb 15, 2006 20:08:41 GMT -5
*Kicks in a fitful sleep and cries out, and moonlight glints off of unnaturally sharp canine teeth*
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Post by Pan on Feb 15, 2006 21:39:34 GMT -5
*is a light sleeper and wacks up and chuck a pillo at Mya*shut up you *and goes back to sleep*
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Post by The Imfamous AKA on Feb 16, 2006 17:28:13 GMT -5
*Rolls over without even waking up, throws it back at her*
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Post by Seven on Feb 16, 2006 17:49:21 GMT -5
He then notices the shape of one of hte girls, but awake and looking straight at him. "I suggest you don't try investigating," you can tell it's Serena by her voice, the cresent moon reflecting on a sliver of her face, allowing the rest to stay shadowed. "As you can tell Erik, our band is an usual one, and we prefer to remain...anonymous...oh, and don't mind me, I just tend to be a bit nocturnal."
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Post by The Imfamous AKA on Feb 16, 2006 17:53:48 GMT -5
*Sits up groggily, doens't realize that Serena's talking to him* SHut up and sleep Serena.... My crack whore needs time to be awake and she'll be mad if you keep me up.... *Falls back down*
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Post by Seven on Feb 16, 2006 17:55:36 GMT -5
Serena turns her head to Mya, her eyes reflect the light, and a crack of smile is seen. She turns to Erik once nmore, "Well...you heard what the lady said. Good night, monsieur." And with that she promptly lays down.
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Post by The Imfamous AKA on Feb 16, 2006 18:06:02 GMT -5
*Grumbles a 'Thank you" and covers head with pillow*
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