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Post by Bails on Sept 1, 2009 9:47:15 GMT -5
Sere's eyes darkened, "I'll just follow you, Rave."
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Post by Hayden Black on Sept 1, 2009 14:21:53 GMT -5
Rave lowere dhis eyes to the floor for a long moment, thinking about this, his gaze secure on the tip of the danger. He didn't want to argue with her, Rave had long ago learnt that that didn't go down well for him. In fact it usually left him home and dry.
Stepping up to her, Rave run his fingers through her soft haur, destracted by the smell of it, the scent of her skin. "And if I'm too busy worrying about you to do the job properly, Sere?" He asked her, ignoring the girl in the room once more, and his great granddaughter.
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Post by Bails on Sept 2, 2009 5:59:57 GMT -5
Sere wrapped her arms around his neck, "We've fought together before, love." She murmured, "Please, don't leave me behind."
5 snorted and wandered in the kitchen to see if she could find another beer. And then she ran into the highlight of her day so far. "Well hello, Mr Tall, Dark and Handsome." She smirked up at the vampire. Looking over his jacket, she almost purred. Who didn't love a man in uniform.
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Post by *Gem* on Sept 2, 2009 6:09:42 GMT -5
"Sere-" Rave protested. "I don't want you to get hurt."
Brad glanced down at her, "Well hello, stranger in my home who smells like beer."
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Post by Bails on Sept 2, 2009 6:20:34 GMT -5
5 grinned, hopping up to sit on the counter top. "Oh we don't have to be strangers, big boy. They call me 5, what's your name?"
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Post by *Gem* on Sept 2, 2009 17:51:20 GMT -5
"Brad." He chuckled, shaking his head at her.
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Post by Bails on Sept 2, 2009 18:01:59 GMT -5
Sere shook her head, "You know I worry every time you leave-"
"Brad. Hmm, not as sexy as I would have hoped but acceptable."
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Post by *Gem* on Sept 2, 2009 18:22:39 GMT -5
((my msn just freaked out. God mun. Good luck with A))
Brad just chuckled. "What are you? Fifteen or something?" He teased lightly, peeling the potatos for dinner as she bothered him.
Rave pulled her in tightly, his great granddaughter caught between them a little. "Sere, I'm tough as old bones, and you'll be with me." Though he wasn't letting her come along, there wasn't a chance, she'd be in his mind and his heart and every fibre of his being. Rave didn't exsist without Sere.
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