She stood behind the elderly gentleman, a comb in one hand, her other resting on the back of the Little guy who was never far from her these days. Both of them were nearly alone with him, save for the grey-eyed man. For this day, he'd chosen the leathers that matche them: Usually he didn't
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-Arafel-
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-P
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You do description very well and know how to do emotional scenes right. They come across as neither overdone nor overly wooden. That's a gift, P.
-Arafel-
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So much. <3333333
-P
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-Rachel
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If you ever want to share anything you don't put up on lj, I'm always up for more, and they go nowhere else unless you wish it.
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Arafel be righe ye ken me? Damn goood description and' damn good progression. Just fuckin' sayin'.
~*C*~
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