"It was pretty good overall," Alice commented, "I was an old child, lived with my mom and dad."
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Rose looked at held Alistair's hand.
"It was pretty good overall," Alice commented, "I was an old child, lived with my mom and dad."
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Rose looked at held Alistair's hand.
He bit my lip and drank my war from years before♥
"An old child?" Jared raised an eyebrow in confusion before chuckling a little.
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Alistair smiled at her before kissing her head as the two kept walking, his other arm holding the cake.
Desiree could see the look on his face "Well, it's not that bad. It's not like spending time with my family is Paradise either, it's mostly Succubus and Incubus families who always cheat on each other and sleep with different people, it gets really bad" Desiree assured him.
"Well we can agree that we both have weird families." Ellery nodded his head before he saw Desiree's dorm building come into view.
"I meant only," Alice laughed, "I don't know where I got old from."
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"I love you, dear Alistair," Rose spoke simply.
He bit my lip and drank my war from years before♥
"I figured." Jared laughed. he smiled and put his arm around her.
OOC: Can I skip?
OOC: Yes
He bit my lip and drank my war from years before♥
((Sure, why not?))
Three days later.
The academy's food festival, a festival held once every year where students can eat food from all over the world set up in stands all around the academy, this day is known as the World Eaters day and as thus there are no classes. Ellery smiled as he tried not to drool due to all the food around him, not knowing where he should go.
"It all looks so tasty." Jared pointed out in amazement.
Dirk wasn't much of an eater. He never had been. After all, it wasn't like he'd grown up on caviar and filet mignon. However, the day off had given him the chance to make some money. It was a routine job and two hours later (and with only one slice in his left arm which was wrapped in a bandage later), Dirk found himself fifty thousand dollars richer. Being Dirk Fletcher was good money, but it wasnt easy.
He made his way to the festival, arm bandage still in place. A cigarette dangled from his lips as he looked around at the various food, not feeling the need to sample any.
"The time is now, near at hand, which must determine whether Americans are to be free men or slaves. Our unrelenting enemy leaves us only the choice of brave resistance or the most abject submission. We have therefore to resolve to conquer or die!"
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Originally Posted by Ariel
"You're a boring guy." Ellery deadpanned while looking at Dirk's stanant expression towardst he food. "This food is some of the best in the world I've never eaten anythingh like this for god sakes." he pointed out as he watched a couple of girls walk by with a plate that had sliced kabobs on it. "Some assassin you are getting your arm blow up." he deadpanned before looking at Dirk. "Actually I was wondeirng something.
Dirk just chuckled. "That's what happens when you're not expecting vampire bodyguards." He shot back. "Not my fault I got shitty intel." Dirk was running off the assumption that Ellery's aunt had spilled the beans. "And remember that you got your ass kicked by those Memento fuckers and I tore them to pieces." He noted dryly. "But shoot. What's up?"
"The time is now, near at hand, which must determine whether Americans are to be free men or slaves. Our unrelenting enemy leaves us only the choice of brave resistance or the most abject submission. We have therefore to resolve to conquer or die!"
Read my fic here: http://bmgf.bulbagarden.net/f227/confessions-champion-97111/
I promise you'll like it!
Originally Posted by Ariel
Zephyr was eating rather peckishly, as she browse through the foods. Her morning sickness was still going strong, and she now had a revulsion for anything with shellfish.
"How you feeling Zeph!" Dirk shouted to get her attention. Every time he left her alone, he worried.
"The time is now, near at hand, which must determine whether Americans are to be free men or slaves. Our unrelenting enemy leaves us only the choice of brave resistance or the most abject submission. We have therefore to resolve to conquer or die!"
Read my fic here: http://bmgf.bulbagarden.net/f227/confessions-champion-97111/
I promise you'll like it!
Originally Posted by Ariel
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