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Jul 06, 2006 09:01

What You Really Think Of Your FriendsAce is your soulmate.You truly love Rionne.You consider Bard Eric your true friend.You know that Lady Arianrhod is always thinking of you.You'll remember Lady Beth for the rest of your life.You secretly think Magnus is creative, charming, and a bit too dramatic at times.You secretly think that Ali is colorful, ( Read more... )

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vicioussweetie July 6 2006, 14:43:45 UTC
"Don't worry about it Jaycie. These things are just meant to be silly anyway."

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vicioussweetie July 6 2006, 21:07:11 UTC
"Then perhaps it's not my vision that's unclear. Don't worry about it. Things'll sort themselves out. They always do."

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unseleighechild July 6 2006, 21:13:42 UTC
"It's just that... Rionne's life is connected to mine in a way that leaves little room for anyone else. She cares nothing for other people, only myself and my safety."

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vicioussweetie July 6 2006, 21:15:58 UTC
"Oh, I see. That's very sad."

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unseleighechild July 7 2006, 00:46:45 UTC
He shrugs. "It is what Protectors are. It is what she chose."

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vicioussweetie July 7 2006, 01:05:46 UTC
"I see."

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unseleighechild July 7 2006, 01:08:59 UTC
"She is dearer to me than a mother could be."

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vicioussweetie July 7 2006, 01:12:02 UTC
"I'll try to be nice to her, if you'd like."

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unseleighechild July 7 2006, 01:16:07 UTC
He smiles faintly. "I do not wish you to fight. But being nice is up to you."

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vicioussweetie July 7 2006, 01:20:12 UTC
"I don't want to fight with her either. If nice doesn't work, I can manage polite. Would that be okay?"

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unseleighechild July 7 2006, 15:06:03 UTC
He nods. "I thank you, Ali."

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vicioussweetie July 7 2006, 15:20:23 UTC
"You're welcome sweetie."

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unseleighechild July 7 2006, 15:57:16 UTC
He gives her a quick hug.

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vicioussweetie July 7 2006, 17:05:53 UTC
A hug that is warmly returned.

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unseleighechild July 7 2006, 23:03:48 UTC
Jaycie smiles up at her.

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