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Post by Vikram Shaw on Jan 30, 2010 12:18:30 GMT -5
Vikram rubbed a hand over his tired eyes, "It seemed to be. I don't know- Maybe it is just nerves."
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Post by Autumn Devine on Jan 30, 2010 12:22:01 GMT -5
She laughed softly. "You're lifes going to change dramatically in less than two months Vikram, of course you're bound to be nervous. It's not unusual."
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Post by Vikram Shaw on Jan 30, 2010 12:42:04 GMT -5
"I dreamed of the symbol of Hell- The red dragon. That Tam gave birth to him."
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Post by Autumn Devine on Jan 30, 2010 12:43:52 GMT -5
Now she frowned a little, shaking her head. "Dreams are just dreams" she told him. "Unless you've been talking to Noel Black."
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Post by Vikram Shaw on Jan 30, 2010 12:53:48 GMT -5
Vik's lips curved up, "Before your daughter, I would have loved a go with the seeress of the Gaian court but now, I think Tam would object."
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Post by Autumn Devine on Jan 30, 2010 12:56:18 GMT -5
"I think objection is the politiest of what she might do." Kenna told him, fnishing with the papers and waving the stacks back to her desk. she rose from the floor, and finished the last of her wine.
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Post by Vikram Shaw on Jan 30, 2010 13:07:09 GMT -5
"And why are you up so late, Mistress of Pride?" She hadn't kicked him out which seemed like half the battle.
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Post by Autumn Devine on Jan 30, 2010 13:09:27 GMT -5
"Freya and I got talking-" She shrugged. "And then of course what better to stay up for than destroying half of the Pridian Race." Her eyes flashed dark, with the energy of the thought.
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