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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 12:08 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 24, 2012 7:57 pm
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The beautiful young woman walked along the shore, holding her tall wedges in her hands by the strap. Her dark blue shorts clung to her smooth, pale thighs, and her white and blue striped, off-the-shoulder top billowed slightly in the frosty wind. Still, she didn't care. Her wedding ring was gone, her husband hated her guts, she was completely and totally alone. And yet, she was calm. "Love only makes fools out of those who were fools to begin with," she said, repeating what Nero had said the last time they saw each other before Black Rose. "Oh Skadi, I know you don't want to talk to me, but please, this is for the best. Njord and Nero are no good for us. He'll only hurt you like Nero likes to hurt me." Hearing no reply, she continued to walk, shivering lightly. "I know you still love him. I do too. But...they're no good for us. We deserve better."
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2012 9:08 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2012 10:14 pm
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Beach... Ocean.... Of course. Leviticus turned his head away sheepishly, a blush coming across his face. How could he believe the other way? He was one of the Three Wise Monkeys! He was Buddhist, a philosopher, a searcher of peace! And here he was, thinking of everything first as it's naughty intention just as many of the people in this century. After a minute or two Leviticus sat up on the rock and began peeling of his leather jacket. He may be blind, but if there was one thing he didn't need sight for, it was clothes. Centuries of changing clothes with nothing but touch came in handy. His white shirt with the skull design - Esther's choice - came off next. His body was glorious, but that was what a life of martial arts tended to do. His muscles were ripped, just like any man in a kung fu movie, if not than more. His pants fell around his ankles and soon remained on the ground, legs just as strong and practically, plus ironically, hairless. The only clothing that remained was his red boxers and the blindfold, its laces going down to the small of his back.
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