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Dec 19, 2007 18:40



Tche. Rumours of my imminent death at the hand of stringent slave drivery have been greatly exaggerated.

Light Yagami. It's one thing to suspend a superior angelic creation on an inanimate object for various hours of the day, with nothing to his care, save the noble impromptu architecture of delicate aircrafts which you may or may not care to ( Read more... )

set-chan bears my hickey, bitchin' 9 to 5, pwning you since creation, sandalphon and taxes, capitalism makes me god, i live for my garters

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evilsincebirth December 20 2007, 00:25:45 UTC
There's a broom near the exit.

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one_of_heaven December 20 2007, 00:30:06 UTC
And hands by your wrists.

A point?

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evilsincebirth December 20 2007, 00:32:48 UTC
I was hurt in duty. One of the aircrafts flew up my face and crashed.

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one_of_heaven December 20 2007, 00:34:21 UTC
Excellent.

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dresden4hire December 20 2007, 00:38:16 UTC
If only I had known of your suffering, I would have done something to alleviate it.

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one_of_heaven December 20 2007, 00:40:04 UTC
Bullets to various bodily parts are not generally encouraged cures, Mister Dresden. Much obliged, best spared.

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dresden4hire December 20 2007, 00:41:16 UTC
So cruel, to think I'd shoot you. To think, I had a some fresh picked oranges in a binding spell just in case they became scarce during the winter months.

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one_of_heaven December 20 2007, 00:45:10 UTC
...and you might be wanting aught also.

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apostleofhope December 20 2007, 00:42:06 UTC
I remember him.

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one_of_heaven December 20 2007, 00:44:17 UTC
And likeliest, he remembers you.

He's none of our doing, nor our concern. And Fiore - ...well.

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apostleofhope December 20 2007, 00:45:59 UTC
...She's gone again, anyway. Can't hear her noise. The scent's fading, even if her closet's full.

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one_of_heaven December 20 2007, 00:48:28 UTC
And such is the way of things, perhaps.

You'll be needed, little thing. Presently.

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bitingnightmare December 20 2007, 00:49:40 UTC
You've fallen below your quota, Rosiel. Slipping much?

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one_of_heaven December 20 2007, 00:52:29 UTC
By all means, catch me.

Either way, you'll raise your leg a bit. Exercise might do you quite some good.

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bitingnightmare December 20 2007, 00:57:31 UTC
Whatever they want, it still comes with a price.

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one_of_heaven December 20 2007, 01:06:56 UTC
Na~tu~ra~lly.

A name, dear heart. A prince.

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unknownandi December 20 2007, 02:04:58 UTC
Does the Warden pay you in citrus fruit, angel Rosiel?

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one_of_heaven December 20 2007, 02:29:29 UTC
In words and dimes and most often rhymes, thing.

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unknownandi December 20 2007, 02:34:32 UTC
That doesn't sound like much, if you ask me.

And if I paid you in oranges, would you let me kill you and take you apart?

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one_of_heaven December 20 2007, 02:36:07 UTC
...surely that is no way to reward absolute beauty ~ ?

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