I CANNOT LEAVE THIS UNIVERSE ALONE. SEND HELP ( Read more... )

Yay, it's done! I have one other WIP sitting on my computer, but I don't think that I can finish it and get it to a beta reader before the 31st (I'm breaking my own rules, because this one needs it), so this is my last fic of 2006. Insert vaguely sentimental wibbling...here.

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( Deacon looked around at the destruction in the warehouse and let out a low whistle. )

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( Her father had a response to every contigency. )

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( For someone who had not actually received several concussion-level blows to the head in a very short span of time, Whistler was certainly finding a great deal of time to act as if he had. )

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( Reinhardt had kicked Blade, and kicked him viciously, when he had no right to do so. )

This will be the last chapter for tonight, mostly because I'm about to pass out.

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( Deacon's arm hurt, sicking, throbbing waves that distracted him whenever he tried to work. )

Sorry for the spammage. I really want this done.

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( The Reapers had a smell about them, different from that of the humans and different from that of ordinary vampires. )

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( No one slept over the remainder of the night. )

*points at icon* Lookit what connikins made me! Yayness!

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( The inside of the van was choked with adrenaline, mostly Scud's, by the time that it arrived back at the warehouse. )

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( Nyssa was so rattled that she actually obeyed Blade's order to stay behind. )