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1. [WEB] JP - ...the Storm (R18+)
From: "Greywolfe" <greywolfe@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
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2. [DL-W] Nice Entrance
From: Steph <rabbitkytten@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
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Date: Thu, 14 Jul 2005 10:12:00 +1000
From: "Greywolfe" <greywolfe@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
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Subject: [WEB] JP - ...the Storm (R18+)
WARNING: Don't let little kiddies read this :)
****
Kayn sighed, for a moment wondering just why he was here. Was he being
just
a little arrogant, assuming that he could indeed offer anything to this
fledgling?
"If you could even call her that," he murmured to himself. It was true
she
was obviously new to her situation, to the changes that whatever power
had
bestowed upon her. However she was different from the cubs he usually
dealt
with. They were most often kids, only teenagers, only beginning to come
to
grips with the world as regular humans.
It was understandable that not all of them dealt well with the
discovery of
their blood heritage. Which is where he came in, offering guidance and
experience, as well as the occasional harsh lesson in life. Once they
came
to grips with who and what they were, he helped them reintegrate with
the
regular were packs, to then learn how to be a healthy member of their
'society'.
Fi.well she was different from them. Being older and more mentally
mature
than his regular charges, she lacked the aggressive mindlessness than
tended
to mark adolescents. However she seemed to make up for it quite well
with
her stubbornness and self-reliance. Her refusal to admit that she
needed any
kind of help from anyone was, Kayn thought, a very feline trait. He
wasn't
sure if it was a result of her change or not, but even he would admit
her
strength of will was formidable.
So why was he here? Altruism only went so far. So far he'd amused
himself
teasing her, playing little games of prodding her gently to see how
she'd
react. So far it had been very interesting and he very much wanted to
see
where it went. Perhaps it was because she was a.challenge?
He grinned. Oh yes she was that indeed. He couldn't wait to see what
she did
next. Fi surprised him at every turn and tonight.well after the
revelations
of the evening so far, who knows what she might do?
"Enjoy your shower?" He spoke without turning his head, hearing Fi's
soft
footsteps in the hall. "Vampire innards aren't too good for the skin
after
all." He looked up at her, his trademark grin all to evident.
Reflexively, Fi pulled the towel tighter about herself. She couldn't
help it
- there was just that smallest something in Kayn's grin that made her
feel
like...well, rather like a rabbit caught in a hunter's snare. She
smiled
suddenly, however, as Dwynn chose just that moment to seemingly by
accident
- in the way of cats - twine himself through her legs. She bent over
and
gave his head a pat that was as much strike as pet, but chuckled softly
at
him. "Mark me in the usual way, cat, and you're back on the doorstep."
She straightened slowly, aware that wrapped in nothing but a towel her
position afforded Kayn rather a lot to look at. But fair's fair, right?
He
exposed himself, to her great distraction - this was just...payback.
Or something.
"Have to agree," she murmured. "Neither good for skin nor clothes."
Nor, she
added privately, the sanity. "I expect I left some hot water and there
are
clean towels in the cabinet."
She turned and took two steps towards her bedroom before stopping to
look
back over her shoulder at Kayn. This time her grin was every bit as
feral as
his. "Otherwise you'll leave all that muck on my sheets, hm?"
Kayn subconsciously licked his lips, Fi's impromptu display catching
him
slightly off-guard. He hadn't expected the turn around in mood so
fast.how
very interesting.
"No we wouldn't kitten," he replied, getting to his feet and smiling
hungrily at her. "It would be a shame to stain those sheets of yours
with.someone else's blood." The implications of his words made Fi
chuckle.
"If you're going to wash that hair of yours, perhaps you should use the
hair
dryer?" Fi smirked maliciously. "Wolf or dog, the smell of damp canine
hair
is never pleasant."
"Oh you'd be surprised," Kayn replied with a laugh, sauntering towards
the
bathroom. "I've had this hair for a very long time kitten. If I didn't
know
how to take care of it by now I'd be ashamed of myself." He took one
last
long look at her, full of promise and intent. "Now don't go too far.
Wouldn't want me to chase you again, would we?"
He had to admit, the shower did feel good. It was true enough: having
chunks
of undead flesh stuck to you really didn't feel that great, even if you
were
a werewolf. Plus the damn vampire blood stunk like nothing else.
After making sure he'd cleaned it all off - wolves are fastidious about
that
type of thing, despite common misconceptions - Kayn emerged from the
bathroom in a swirl of steam, wrapped in one towel and drying his hair
with
another. The was no sign of Fi, but her bedroom door had been
deliberately
left ajar. At that moment Kayn felt a furry shape brush against his
legs. He
stopped and looked down, catching the gaze of a rather introspective
cat.
"Mrow?"
"Now why would you think that," Kayn murmured softly, a slight smile on
his
lips as he leaned down and scratched the cinnamon-colored feline
between the
ears. "Don't worry, she's stronger than she looks."
Leaving one cat behind, Kayn padded across the room in search of
another.
Leaning against the bedroom door, he quietly made his presence known.
"Now my dear, this time I doubt we will have any interruptions. What
did the
kitten have in mind?"
Fi chuckled softly. The fear at the idea of giving away any control was
quickly drowned under the rush of feminine power. Whatever arrogance or
greater power Kayn might have - or think he had - was unim****tant now.
Here
and now, they were equal.
"Oh, but it's not your ears I'm interested in," she purred, turning her
head
just so slightly. She could feel the rush of her blood through her
veins,
suggesting things that ought to have appalled her. The wash of his
breath
over her face and the scent of his skin brought forth a low growl from
somewhere inside and she gently brushed the tip of her nose against his
-
testing. His answering growl was the answer she needed. With her lips
curling up in a grin that was now entirely feline, she reached out and
laid
her hand against his neck, her fingernails pressing only hard enough to
tantalize. "Let's see what you've got."
Kayn inched forward, sliding his cheek along hers until his lips were
at her
ear.
"Perhaps," he whispered silkily in her ear, "we can both show each
other
what we have." Slowly he traced the edges of her ear with his tongue,
grazing with his teeth. Taking her earlobe between his teeth, he bit
down
gently.
Her soft moan only encouraged him, softly nibbling on ear and neck as
he
****ged forwards, his shoulders pu****ng her back onto her knees and then
finally onto her back. Straddling her chest, he leaned down close and
grinned at her hungrily, lips gliding softly over her cheek and jaw as
he
took in her scent.
"So many possibilities," he murmured into her throat, his teeth teasing
her
skin as he dragged his nails up her side. "Perhaps this time, you
should
show me what you like."
"This is a nice start," Fi purred, arching into his touch. She slid her
hands around beginning a slow, delicious exploration of all the warm,
scented skin at her...mercy. The consideration and restraint Kayn was
showing loosened the chain on her self-control a bit more. Deep - VERY
deep
- in the back of her mind there was still a faint lingering fear both
over
the very idea of letting go control, and also the idea that she was in
bed
with a werewolf. But hell, she'd had human lovers who were more
beastlike.
There was nothing to worry about.
Besides, she had MUCH better things to concentrate on.
Her roving hands reached the towel still wrapped around Kayn's waist
and she
shook her head slightly. "Now this, this has got to go," she murmured,
tugging it free and letting it drop. Her hands continued the
exploration,
sliding forward and stroking the growing length of him. Her eyes
****fted to
meet his gaze.
"I like this."
"I'd be worried if you didn't kitten," Kayn replied, grinning wickedly
at
her. He let his lips glide over her skin, sliding down her throat. He
lapped
under her chin with his tongue, eliciting a soft purr from Fi as she
tilted
her head back.
He was exercising some considerable self restraint at this time, the
lure of
the soft skin beneath him coupled with her rising heat and need was
very
tempting to the animal inside him. She might even appreciate that kind
of
approach later on, but Kayn wanted this first time to be...appreciated.
"There are many things to like my dear," he whispered, tongue dragging
down
her chin and between her breasts. "It's up to you to find out which of
them
you desire more."
Gently he dragged his tongue up her breast and circled her nipple,
taking it
between his lips and sucking on it. Fi moaned softly, arching her back
and
pu****ng her chest towards him as Kayn teased it with his tongue,
flicking it
back and forth before taking it between his teeth and nipping sharply.
Fi gasped loudly, a ****ver running through her as Kayn bit her once
more.
Slowly moved back up her body and brought his eyes level with hers,
their
noses touching, the hungry look in Kayn's eyes seemingly matched by the
same
in Fi's.
"This," he growled, "this is what I like."
Temptation warred with lifelong habit within Fi. Fear of the beast
within
and the resultant harsh self-control had been ingrained in her almost
as
long as she could remember. But the scent of Kayn, the feel of his skin
against hers, even - gods help her - the feel of his teeth in her flesh
were
sending desire skyrocketing - and control tottering. Much as Bast
wanted her
to surrender control, much as Fi's BODY wanted to surrender control,
Fi's
mind was a harder sell. What if this was a mistake? What if she
couldn't
regain control? Memories of her father's savagery hovered just beyond
desire.
What if someone got hurt?
Kayn's blue gaze met hers and for a heartbeat, time froze. She expected
the
desire she saw - it wasn't as though she didn't have ample evidence -
but
the restraint surprised her. She hadn't known what to make of Kayn - he
was
too enamored of his mystery for that, but in this moment she knew. They
were
****d and in the bed she'd invited him into, but he was fighting - and
fighting hard - to restrain himself.
She could trust him.
Her face split in a wide grin, full of mischief. "That's what you
like?" she
purred. "So, puppy likes to play rough, does he?"
"Oh yes, this puppy does like it rough," Kayn purred, drawing nails up
her
side and grinning hungrily. "The question..." he ran his tongue up her
jaw
to her ear and flicked her earlobe, "the question is; does kitten want
to
play hard as well? How long do I have to tease you before you let
loose? Ah
kitten, if only you knew how much I was holding back."
Gently he nibbled at her throat, his tongue lingering over her skin,
feeling
her pulse quicken under his touch. he murmured softly. His fingers slid
down
her arms and intertwined with hers, stretching her arms out and pinning
them
down, not hard but enough to suggest that she couldn't release them
forcibly. Sliding back so he straddled her hips, he leaned down and
traced
patterns on her stomach with his tongue, always nibbling and grazing
with
his teeth, teasing with the promise of something harder but never
delivering.
Fi squirmed under his touch, Kayn leaving no part of her upper body
unattended by the feathery touch of his lips and tongue, deliberately
teasing her as much as he could. As her moans grew louder, he raised
his
head and grinned mischievously at her.
"I wonder.does kitten really want me to be so restrained?" He leaned
down
and slowly closed his teeth around her nipple until he elicited a gasp
from
her, then released it. "You simply have to say the word kitten and I'll
stop
being so gentle."
The feathery teasing touches had Fi's blood on fire - WORDS were the
last
thing she wanted... She arched upwards, seeking to deepen the contact.
When
Kayn pulled ever so slightly away, she murmured protest and tried to
****ft
her position. Kayn's gentle grip and greater weight had her effectively
imprisoned. His soft chuckle blew against her skin and she bucked
upward
trying to dislodge him.
She knew she had only to ask and he'd let her go, but she struggled
anyway.
Only to ASK, she growled inwardly. Only to BEG - I don't think so.
A few moments utterly futile effort gained her nothing. She was pinned
and
her arms were not her own to use. With a snarl of frustration, she
levered
herself up and sank her teeth DEEP into Kayn's shoulder.
"I won't beg," she hissed, twisting her head for another strike.
"Then stop waiting and start taking," Kayn hissed back, leaning out of
her
reach and fastening his teeth at the base of her breast, a quick but
healthy
bite that made her gasp. "I am not going to lead you on all night." He
moved
down to her stomach, nipping her sharply once more. "When are you going
to
stop talking and start doing? You think mouthing my shoulder is
anything
special?"
Kayn was snarling now, working his way down her body while still
pinning her
arms down. He let his tongue trail down her hips to her inner thighs.
"When
are you going to show me what you REALLY are kitten?" With that he bit
hard
into her thigh, hard enough that the coppery scent of her blood filled
his
mouth and nose as her body bucked against him.
"Then let the **** go of me," she snapped, twisting against his grip.
Fury
coupled with sudden pain gave her a strength she couldn't duplicate in
cold
blood and she freed a hand. She grunted in triumph, hissing anew as his
teeth drew new trails of need in her skin. She shot her hand downward,
finding his hair and twining her fingers in it for a good grip before
yanking him upwards.
Fi pulled his mouth hard to hers, sending her tongue in to plunder the
taste
of him again and again, then pulling back to bite his lip, staking her
claim. Letting the blood trickle scarlet against his chin, she glared
at
him.
"You're the one doing all the talking," Fi growled. "Maybe I'm not the
only
one hiding."
"Only because you still don't know what you want," Kayn replied,
licking his
lip and tasting his own blood mixed with the remnants of hers. "Or
perhaps
you do." He grinned, bright teeth stained with red blood clearly
visible to
her in the dim light. He pushed her back down, cru****ng his lips
against
hers as he released her other hand, both his sliding down her and
gripping
her ass. His tongue invaded her mouth, exploring every inch of it as
his
nails dug into her skin, pulling her against him tightly.
Kayn ground his hips against hers, his intentions all to clear as he
brought
his knees up between her legs and pushed them apart, bru****ng his
length up
against her nether lips. He leaned back from their hot kiss, his eyes
gleaming as he stared down at her, a hungry smile on his lips.
"No more holding back kitten, no more hiding. If that's what you want,
then
I'm all to pleased to grant it to you." With that he buried his face in
her
chest and drove against her, filling her completely in on stroke, his
hips
locked against hers.
Fi's breath whooshed out of her in a long moan of satisfaction and she
arched hard against him and wrapping her legs tight around him, pulling
him
in even tighter. Nails digging into his arms, she took a deep breath
and
with a grunt of effort, flipped them both over.
She slid herself slightly up his chest - both for the delicious
friction and
for the leverage - and arched herself upright. Her hands ****fted from
holding his arms to trailing red patterns on his chest.
With a glittering, edged smile, she looked down at him and purred, "Who
says
you get to be on top?"
"Who says you get to stay there kitten," he replied, leaning up and
latching
onto one of her nipples once more, sucking hard and then releasing it.
"But
I guess I'm feeling generous."
He chuckled harshly, his grip on her ass still tight as he lifted her
up
slightly and then pulled her down hard onto him. Fi moaned and Kayn
joined
her, the delicious feel of her body wrapped tightly around him driving
him
wild. His nails slid up to her neck and then drew slowly down her back,
drawing blood as they did so. Again he drove into her, his teeth
finding her
breast this time and marking her.
"But now you are on top kitten," he growled, very little of the
restraint
he'd shown earlier left. Yellow eyes now gleamed up at her and his
tongue
licked at bloodstained lips. "Show me why you should stay there."
With an almost audible "ping", the last chain of Fi's control snapped.
She
leaned forward, nipping again at his lip, ****vering in excitement as
she
watched the trickle of blood. Grinning like a madwoman, she moved her
teeth,
scraping down his chin, his neck and down to his chest before taking
his
nipple between her teeth and snapping them together. The taste on her
lips
was power, strength, desire - everything hot, sweet and needful. The
rush
was electric.
"I should stay on top," she purred against his chest, matching
arrogance for
arrogance, "because I WANT to."
Kayn ****vered and arched his chest towards her, the feel of her teeth
on his
skin indescribable. THIS is what he'd been wanting from her all along.
No
more police woman. He wanted to play with the cat and her play back.
Now his
wish was granted and she was all he'd hoped for.
He slid a hand up her back and through her hair, gripping it and
pulling her
head down to his, trading a feverish kiss with her as their tongue's
fought
each others. He used his other hand to push himself upwards, wrapping a
leg
around her waist and pulling himself up into a sitting position. He
locked
his legs around her, holding her tightly in his lap, his full length
inside
her.
"What you want isn't always what you get kitten," Kayn grinned
maliciously,
rocking his hips against hers as his teeth explored her neck and
throat.
"Sometimes you have to fight for it."
Fi barely noticed the purr of approval in the back of her mind as she
rocked
against Kayn, raking her nails in a slow delicious trail down his back,
arching him against and inside her. She threw her head back and
laughed,
her smile spreading, confident and unafraid, over her face.
"Been too long since you've had to fight, isn't it, Kayn?" The marks
of her
savagery on him, and his response to her power were building to an
explosive
tension. All she needed now was his surrender. She flexed her inner
muscles, rippling along the length of him and smiled again, sure of her
power. "This time I'll win."
Kayn ****vered and smiled back at her. "So confident kitten," he
replied, his
voice gently mocking her. "I wonder just how confident you are." His
hands
gripped her ass and pulled her hard towards him, grinding his body
against
hers and flexing himself inside her.
"Confident enough for you," she sneered back, his nails drawing blood
from
his back and sides as she flicked at his chest with her tongue. "Why
don't
you give it up now."
"Give up?" Kayn laughed harshly. "If you think you've got enough to
make me
give up, you're kidding yourself." Legs still locked around her, he
grabbed
her shoulders and pushed her back, shoving her down onto her back with
a
thump. Once more, he pinned her arms down and to savage her neck and
throat
with small bites, not enough to draw blood but hard and sharp.
"It's time we stopped playing games kitten," he hissed in her ear,
chewing
on her earlobe as his body ground against hers hard and slow enough to
be
painful to both of them. "Let's see just how much you can take, shall
we?"
"I can take whatever you've got," Fi retorted. Damn the creature's
alpha
male, testosterone driven bull****, she thought, arching her neck
around to
place the sweet skin of his ears and neck within reach of her teeth.
SHE was
overconfident, SHE didn't have enough for him - ha! He could act as
unimpressed and unmoved as he wanted, she had ample evidence to the
contrary.
She gasped, biting down especially hard on the skin of his neck as his
grinding hit a particularly spot. "Overconfident, arrogant hound," she
growled in his ear. "Who's the one playing games to prove his point,
now?"
She drew her teeth along the curve of his shoulder, savoring the ****ver
than
ran through him and into her. "Spare me the alpha posturing, I'm not a
dog,
I'm not impressed." She ****fted underneath him in a supple rhythm that
brought her legs around him, pulling him harder and deeper into her.
"You
wanna impress me, stop preening and start ****ing."
"Preening?" Kayn growled angrily, "look who's the one preening miss
feline.
You goddamn cats always think you're all high and mighty." He unwrapped
her
legs and held them down, kissing her savagely before pulling back. He'd
had
enough of her posturing and her superiority. His blood was on fire and
so
was his body, the wolf now totally in control, demanding to show this
cat
just what she was asking for.
"You want ****ing? Fine." Kayn seized her by the hips and lifted her
effortlessly, flipping her over and slamming her down on her stomach.
Without hesitation he pounced on her, his hands gripping her thighs and
pulling them under her so his body could slide tightly against hers.
His
breath was hot on the back of her neck, the perspiration dripping off
him
and slicking her back. "If you want to ****, then this is how we do it,
both
dogs and cats."
With a quick ****ft of his hips he drove inside her, his thighs slapping
loudly against hers. The friction of his length sliding fully inside
her
drew a loud moan from both of them. Kayn wrapped one of his arms
tightly
around her waist and the other gripped the headboard of her bed, his
whole
bodyweight being put behind the thrusts that now filled her over and
over.
Bast's purring was nearly enough to set Fi to vibrating, but the part
of her
that was most her - self-control or god-touch notwithstanding - wasn't
about
to cede the battle so easily.
Not even if losing the battle was still winning.
Need was now pulsing in every cell and Fi forced herself upward, even
against double her body weight, arching her back to get her hands
underneath
her. Using the leverage, she pushed back into Kayn, meeting his thrusts
with
equal force, answering the rhythm her body now demanded.
As Bast had predicted (though not mentioned), letting go of her
self-control
gave Fi power she'd never known and she reached for it to give herself
something to still fight with - even with her body switching sides.
She fought against the need to moan, to scream, to howl long enough to
manage a nearly level voiced comment.
"Better, pup, better. Keep trying."
"Keep trying?" Kayn laughed, his voice strained with the effort of
speaking.
"You never do know when to shut up, do you kitten." Her body was now
curled
tightly under him, molding itself to the curve of his hips and chest as
he
thrust repeatedly into her, his fingers finding her nipples and playing
with
them. "In your own words, stop preening and start ****ing."
Their taunts and arrogance only fueled their desires, each striving to
be
the dominant one as the tempo of their rhythm grew faster. Sweat
slicked
their bodies, mixing with the blood that flowed from the cuts and bites
they'd inflicted on each other. The scent of ***, sweat and blood
filled the
air, driving the last vestiges of rational thought from either of their
minds.
It could not be said which one of them came first, although they would
dispute the fact, but the ripples that passed through both their bodies
triggered both their climaxes, accompanied by two howls that probably
were
heard down the street. As the shuddering orgasms took them over, Kayn
clamped his teeth down on Fi's shoulder, his teeth piercing her skin
and
blood flowing between his teeth. As he did so, Fi twisted her neck and
drew
blood of her own from his throat, the sharp pain and the feeling of
warm
flesh between their teeth somehow heightening the pleasure high they
currently rode.
Panting, they collapsed down on the bed, Kayn rolling them onto their
sides,
his body still tight against and inside hers. For a long moment they
stayed
there, attempting to regain their breath and their thoughts.
"So kitten," Kayn said softly between deep breaths, "that wasn't so
bad, was
it?"
If Fi had had breath enough, she would have laughed. After all the
preening
and arrogance, all the alpha male dominance games, it came down to one
very
human response.
Very touching, very charming.
And not an op****tunity to let pass.
"Tolerable," she murmured, unable to muster the energy to hide her
grin, "I
expect you'll improve with age."
****
A joint post, submitted by
Fionula aka Katrina
And
Kayn aka Michael
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Heed me:
If thou wouldst dress the dead and play amongst them;
Thou shalt join their ranks.
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Date: Thu, 14 Jul 2005 01:22:43 -0700 (PDT)
From: Steph <rabbitkytten@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
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Subject: [DL-W] Nice Entrance
Aeryth had heard the yelled warning and had tried to jump behind
Oriana, but she'd moved a moment too late. Something hit the top of
her head and when she put her hand up to see if she'd been injured, she
encountered something wet and slimy. Scooping it out of her hair, she
saw it was what remained of an egg. Looking at Gob, her eyes narrowed
a bit.
"What in the world were you doing flying around with the eggs that
allowed you to drop one?" She was a bit irritated, but not angry, and
more than a little curious as to how the egg had come to land on her.
<~Gob, I don't think she's angry. Just confused. I'll explain,~>
Oriana said to the young man in a consoling manner. Then she turned
her head toward her rider. <~He says that he was practicing juggling
because there's a carnival here and he wants to participate if they'll
let him.~>
Aeryth's mouth formed a silent "O" as Oriana told her. That would
explain it. She was so preoccupied with the egg and all, she forgot to
be nervous for a moment. "Well," she said a little tartly, "Hopefully
this will teach you to either practice on the ground where you aren't
in danger of dropping eggs on people, or to practice with something
softer and non-breakable." Heaving a sigh, she gave up on getting the
egg out of her hair. "I'm going to have to wash this mess out before
you show me around."
While Aeryth was speaking, Oriana had turned her attention to
Nightwind. <~I am Oriana,~> she said by way of introducing herself.
She was actually quite impressed with how big the black dragon was.
<~And I don't know what the keening is about. I would have asked, but
I didn't know the name of the dragon who was upset and it seemed rude
to just butt in and ask. But since you're from here, maybe you
could.~>
Nightwind looked in the direction of the keening. <~Ursa, whatever is
the matter?~>
***
Ursa told him and then, stopped keening as her attention was caught up
in something else. Nightwind turned back to Oriana. <~Ursa was the
upset one. Something to do with hunters killing a female bear and
leaving the cub orphaned. Her rider is dealing with it and has saved
the cub.~>
Oriana hissed softly. <~Some humans are not very nice.~>
Aeryth looked up at the hiss, then began to look angry when she was
told what the commotion was about. Gob, who had heard the conversation
between the two dragons, didn't look very happy either. Aeryth shook
her head, which was a mistake since it caused some of the remaining egg
mess to drip down onto her shoulder.
"Look, like I said, I'm going to have to wash this out and now change
my ****rt before you show me around. Why don't you come up to my warren
and wait? It'll only take me a few minutes."
<tag: Gob>
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Respectfully Submitted:
Steph
aka
Aeryth and Oriana
Change is inevitable...except from vending machines.
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