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Posted: Sun Mar 25, 2012 5:27 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 25, 2012 5:32 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2012 5:56 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2012 8:37 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2012 11:21 pm
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Adrienne pounced on Ayu like a cat. Pinning her down the the floor and held her cheeks. "Ayu, Ayu! Listen to me. I'm Adrienne! Damon's sister. And he loves you so much that, he's looking for you everywhere." She said miserably, sad that she hurt his lover. "Carolyn doesn't exist and if he wanted to marry anyone, it's you Ayu..." She said honestly and smiled. "I promise. This is just how I am. I joke around a lot. You can hate me but please, don't hate him...He might kill me now thought. For hurting you." She said a bit scared and laughed lightly.
Adrienne picked Ayu up in a hug, tightly and smiled. "I'm so sorry...I didn't think you'd believe me." She said softly. Time for a new introduction, "Well, hello then. I'm Adrienne. Damon's annoying and stupid younger sister. And he's crying right now so please, find him...." She said softly.
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2012 11:40 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2012 7:30 am
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2012 7:50 am
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Momoko, bored after leaving the Host Club that was currently under construction, decided to pick a spot where she knew she would have something to do. Turns out, the gun range was that spot. She knew about guns, having handled them a few times, but her forte really was in the throwing knives that she carried around with her... in case of emergencies, of course. She never used them... other than when pushy guys tried to get too close to her...
She headed up to the guy at the reception desk and nodded at him, handing him her ID card and her pink slip. He was about to pull out the gun registry, but she stopped him.
"I have stuff... you just can't see it," she said with a smirk. The guy only nodded in confusion as she passed into the field behind the target house. She was grateful for the open field; at least there wouldn't be anyone to bother her while she practiced her technique. Pulling out her throwing knives, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She liked the silence. Concentrating, she aimed for the center of the target. In the distance, she could hear gunshots, talking... not her business. She just smiled... and tore the dummy to shreds.
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2012 7:50 am
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2012 8:00 am
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