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Abnormal-Child	Jun 6 2008, 11:10 PM
Administrator Posts: 538 Group: Admin Member #1 Joined: April 13, 2008	Logan sat in silence. His eyes lingering slowly over an old tome. Little came from his reading sadly, half of the scripture was damaged beyond readability from years of miss use. With a grunt, he thrust the tome to one side, letting the stone scrap across his wooden side table. “No luck my husband?”, a red headed woman by the name of Rose whispered lightly in his ear. Her arms slipping around his crest and lightly gripping him within her embrace. She softly kiss his cheek and nipped at his ear while glancing toward the room with lazy eyes for a second. “No, sorry to say”, Lagan replied with a light tender kiss to his partner cheek. “We’ve got more to look though in the future though, so not all’s lost I guess”, Logan grunted light as he pushed himself to his feet and brushed her hands away. A heavy knock stuck the door. The room fell silent. “to the basement, quick”. For a moment to stood idle, her long red locks boarding her wonderful looks. Taking control of herself she quickly stepped toward her lover, striking him once, hard against the lips with a kiss, then retreating from sight. Thrusting the tome away, he wondered briskly toward the front door, and swept the door open. He was taken back for a moment by the sudden appearance of a black robed figure at his door. For a moment, he stood wordless, unknowing of what to do or say. Recomposing himself and taking hold of the situation, he narrowed his eyes and glanced down dark at the man with a slight look of disappointment. “Can I help you?”.


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