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Post by Aryn Vernier on Jan 23, 2006 13:20:18 GMT -5
Lovely. How come when she was having a good time, life had to go and slap her int he face saying 'I don't think so, kid.'? She slipped off the stool, grabbed the knife that she dropped and hauled butt out of the place. Yeah, home didn't sound too bad at this point.
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Post by Ghost Rider on Jan 23, 2006 13:29:13 GMT -5
Soon the Rider got his hellcycle and turned it on, the sound of it sent shivers down the spine of anyone who could hear it. Bolting down the street on it the Ghost Rider left a fire trail of pure hellfire and misery.
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Post by Aryn Vernier on Jan 23, 2006 13:31:15 GMT -5
The red head soon decided to book it back home. Tonight had proved both busy and...Interesting. Leaving her with quite a few things to think over. Namely concerning her own safety in the city.
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