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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 10:29 pm
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She snuggled into his chest further, surprised but happy with the sudden warmth. Myka shook her head, too sleepy to censor her words. "No, not all angels are like you. I never told you. Sebastian and I were attacked by an angel when we were trying to escape Grandfather. He gave Sebastian a scar on the back of his neck and put wings on my leg, see?" Lightly pushing up her skirt, she showed him her upper inner thigh, a small pair of wings clearly visible. Patting her skirt back down she smiled absently. "It was so he'd be able to find us later...anyway, Sebastian told me not to worry and sent me here." Giggling slightly, she placed a small hand on Damian's skirt and yawned again. "But why would an angel like you do that? He must've been a demon in disguise, right?"
{{{Hehe, Memestache is one of the funniest sites the internet has to offer.}}}
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 10:35 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 10:41 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 10:55 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 1:25 pm
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{{{All I can say is THANK GOD for Thanksgiving break. Otherwise I wouldn't be able to get on ever.}}}
Myka's eyes fluttered as she dreamed, her nightmares never this real. 'Stop, leave us alone!!' She could still feel Sebastian's hand wrapped around her arm, bruising it. 'Come on, we need to run!' he shouted.'I'm trying, you're running too fast!' she cried back. 'We can't afford to be slow, Myka! Now run!' 'I'm trying!' 'Goddammit, Myka, you're running too slow!' Myka felt Sebastian picking her up and diving into a cathedral, screaming at the top of his lungs 'SANCTUARY!' 'Sebastian, they're going to find us, shush!' 'Just trust me! SANCTUARY! GIVE US SANCTUARY PLEASE!!' Myka cried out in her sleep as she was stabbed by the beautiful man who'd somehow caught them. 'Myka!! NO! TAKE ME, NOT HER!!' Myka's vision went black as her brother screeched to the heavens. Back in reality, her hands curled into fists, Damian's shirt in her hands. Clutching him close to her, she tearfully called out in her sleep, tears streaming down her face. "Don't take him from me! Please...no....not him! I don't want to be alone! I don't want to be alone!!"
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 1:26 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 6:03 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 7:13 pm
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Awesome nerd ((Well I've seen True Blood, so I think of Glamour as how they have there. Y'know, someone looks into a vamp's eyes and is all mind controlled)) Damian was watching the stars sparkle into existence. Angels didn't really need sleep, and even if he tried he'd just get five minutes worth, and they were always a glimpse into your memories. He watched his feathers ruffle from the wind when he felt Myka moving. He looked down at her and blinked when she grabbed his shirt and started yelling. His expression softened. A memory, no doubt. He rubbed her back and looked back up at the sky.
{{{Well, the Glamour I was taught is what magical creatures use to change the appearance of anything they want.}}}
Myka's eyes snapped open as she felt hands grabbing her from all directions. She looked around and realized she was safe in Damian's arms. Looking up at him, she silently studied him as he watched the sky. 'What is it about you? You're just like Sebastian, but then you turn around and all of a sudden, everything about you is Kira. Whatever it is, I need to know.' Myka sighed softly and closed her eyes, trying her best to push all thought from her mind.
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 7:15 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 7:18 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 7:53 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 7:59 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 8:08 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 8:16 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 8:33 pm
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