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"What would be the point?
No, you don't get it, that's why I'm telling you. You think you get it, which isn't the same as actually getting it. Get it?
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"Good for you.
Tru went to an old threatre 10 streets away to escape her family. She went there every weekend to play the old piano or dance on the stage with no one to disturb her. That day, she was wearing a long skirt so it was dancing. It was like a mixture of ballroom, classical and ballet dancing. RTFM: Read The Freaking Manual. Or stickies, in this case. Pot, Kettle is your sister, and you're from the Noble House of Black. - Quartz Falcon, VGR Mailbag You are not a special little snowflake, you are a pain in my ass. |
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Unknown to her, a vampire came to that place to watch her. Raziel was a member of the lamia, and was 500 years old. He'd stopped his aging at 18, and was fully trained as a fighter. He'd worked as an assassin for the Night World council, before becoming dissatisfied with the council's restrictions on killing and changing humans, and joining NOON. He stood in the shadows to watch the girl.
No, you don't get it, that's why I'm telling you. You think you get it, which isn't the same as actually getting it. Get it?
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Tru let her hair down out of its bun, it reached her waist and shimmered in the faint sunlight that crept in the windows.
She began dancing carefully, trying to get each step perfect. RTFM: Read The Freaking Manual. Or stickies, in this case. Pot, Kettle is your sister, and you're from the Noble House of Black. - Quartz Falcon, VGR Mailbag You are not a special little snowflake, you are a pain in my ass. |
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Tru finally stopped dancing, sitting on the stage for while, humming "Hallelujah".
RTFM: Read The Freaking Manual. Or stickies, in this case. Pot, Kettle is your sister, and you're from the Noble House of Black. - Quartz Falcon, VGR Mailbag You are not a special little snowflake, you are a pain in my ass. |
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Tru looked up from playing with the hem of her skirt in surprise, then immediately blushed as she realised he must have been there the whole time. Raziel looked at her lazily. He used his mind control powers to fix Tru to the spot as he walked towards her. Tru looked terrified as he walked towards her, "What are you doing?" She whispered, biting her lip nervously. "You have something I need. And I plan to take it." Raziel's fangs extended, his eyes changing to pure silvery blue. He leaned down and bit Tru in the throat. And that was when the fireworks started... Tru wasn't scared anymore, just happily curious. What's going on? She asked, enjoying the strange floating sensation. Raziel on the other hand, was freaked out by it. He tried to fight the sensation, but was unable to prevent their minds connecting... If Tru could have, she probably would have given Raziel a big hug. As it was, she mentally did. "Awww... They could touch each other's minds... Raziels was full of deep shadows and sharp edges, showing where he'd been hurt... and all the evil he'd committed, like all the humans he'd killed. Tru's on the other hand, was calm and peaceful, filled with designs for new machines and random flowers and snatches of Japanese music. RTFM: Read The Freaking Manual. Or stickies, in this case. Pot, Kettle is your sister, and you're from the Noble House of Black. - Quartz Falcon, VGR Mailbag You are not a special little snowflake, you are a pain in my ass. |
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