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Post by ***Stormchaser*** on Oct 2, 2012 12:41:14 GMT -5
"I wouldn't be so confident in that if I were you." Austen said behind him with his hand on the back of the man's neck and put pressure on it, enough to hurt a lot but not yet enough to knock him out. He gave sharp jabs at the man's arms causing them to become as limp as wet noodles
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Post by ~Amber~ on Oct 2, 2012 16:19:26 GMT -5
she dropped the one bag she still had a hold of and she wrapped her arms around his waist shaking "y-you came."
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Post by ***Stormchaser*** on Oct 2, 2012 17:29:16 GMT -5
He wrapped his arms around her and said, "Of course I did. I know that you wouldn't call me unless you needed me."
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Post by ~Amber~ on Oct 5, 2012 12:04:00 GMT -5
she leaned into him
"why does this always happen to me?"
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Post by ***Stormchaser*** on Oct 5, 2012 12:12:27 GMT -5
"Because you're pretty." He said
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Post by ~Amber~ on Oct 5, 2012 12:15:52 GMT -5
she blushed looking up at him
"im pretty?"
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Post by ***Stormchaser*** on Oct 5, 2012 12:20:46 GMT -5
"Yes you are." He asnwered
(i guess this is the last post...)
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