Posts by 2709kipom

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  • Gray falling in love? (Private)

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    "Morning," Lucy greeted from beside Natsu, Happy curled up and asleep on his shoulder. "You must have been tired. You sleep through the whole train ride and then some!" Gray looked down at Haley with a faint smile.


    "Hey, Ley." his voice low, that tone he only had after just waking up. He'd fallen asleep on the train with Hayley practically in his arms, and the only way to keep her from waking was o carry her, so he just did that. "Think you can walk on your own now?"


    "I'm sure she's fine, Gray." Lucy minded. "She's not a child, you know." Gray felt a pang of guilt. No, she wasn't a child. Hayley had stopped being a child a long time ago when that happened to her.[/fancypost]
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  • Gray falling in love? (Private)

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    "Natsu, I can't believe you didn't let us accept the money!" Lucy was whining. "We totally completed the job!"


    "Two bandits escaped. That's not complete, Lucy. It's not right for us to accept money for something we didn't meet the requirements of." Natsu crossed his arms.


    Lucy continued to whine, but Natsu wouldn't hear it. When they arrived at the guild, they were greeted with friendly faces and questions. "How'd your first job go, newbie?" someone asked Haley.[/fancypost]
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  • вℓυє єχσя¢ιѕт {ραƒρ, σ¢ ηєє∂є∂}

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    Rin looked at the man with disgust, his blood boiling in his veins. "She's your own daughter and you treat her like that? You could kill her if you threw her hard enough!" Rin yelled at him. "I'll leave as soon as you give me my sword back." the pointy eared boy declared. As soon as the man turned to the other room to retrieve his sword he gently opened up the other door where the crying girl was.


    "Lucillia?" he called quietly. "Hey, don't cry." he said. "Look, I'll help you out of here, okay? I'll come to your window later when he thinks I'm gone. I promise, I won't leave you here." he wanted to say something else, but footsteps coming up the hall caused him to jump back and close the door so he was not seen, his promise still running through his head.


    "Here, now go. And if I so much as see you breath in the direction of my daughter again, I'll call the authorities." Rin scowled and snatched his sword up rudely, retrieving his blood soaked shirt and exiting out into the winter cold.


    "What a jack*ss," Rin muttered as he started walking off. [/fancypost]
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  • Gray falling in love? (Private)

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    S H O K A[hr][hr]


    [size=6pt]they're called outlets because they're little portals that let us escape, piece by piece.
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    [justify]Gray yawned and followed her over soon after Lucy and Gray had gone home to sleep. It was now dark outside the guild and the street was illuminated by the lamps. "Hayley, do you have anywhere to sleep tonight?" Gray asked, sitting up at a bar stool beside her. After everythig that happened, he couldn't bare to see the poor girl have to find somewhere strange to sleep. Lucy was gone, and her house didn't have enough space to keep everyone comfirtably. Gray'/a house was pretty small ad bland, he never even staying there anyway. But it had a queen sized bed and heating and it was better than nothing.
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    [size=6pt]and they're very rare, so we often dwell on the few we find. some people call it addiction, and some call it release.[/size]

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  • Gray falling in love? (Private)

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    S H O K A[hr][hr]


    [size=6pt]they're called outlets because they're little portals that let us escape, piece by piece.
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    [justify]"No reason. I just wanted to make sure you were taken care of is all." Gray shrugged. His eyes flicked over to her wrists where he saw the red, bruised marks from being tied up. He gingerly reached out and touched it with a sigh. "I'm sorry. About everything. And I'm not one to apologize, but-" Gray stopped himself. "I don't know, but I'm heading home. See you tomorrow." he muttered, starting to stand up to leave.
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    [size=6pt]and they're very rare, so we often dwell on the few we find. some people call it addiction, and some call it release.[/size]

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  • ƒαιяу тαιℓ: тнє ηєχт gєηєяαтι{σ}η

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    S H O K A[hr][hr]


    [size=6pt]they're called outlets because they're little portals that let us escape, piece by piece.
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    [justify] accepted! one more person and we'll start the roleplay
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  • Gray falling in love? (Private)

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    S H O K A[hr][hr]


    [size=6pt]they're called outlets because they're little portals that let us escape, piece by piece.
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    [justify]Gray watched her exit the guild with a weird feeling in his chest, but he shook it off and headed home.
    ................................
    Gray woke up in his messy bed, his hair disheveled and the light trying to shine through from his closed blinds. His click read two in the afternoon, so he knew he'd slept in much longer than normal. He stood up, yawning and moving to the bathroom where he sleepily brushed his teeth and threw on some jeans and a black tshirt. A knock was suddenly heard at the door, so the young ice Mage moved to the entrance and opened it to find Natsu, Lucy and Hayley.
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    [size=6pt]and they're very rare, so we often dwell on the few we find. some people call it addiction, and some call it release.[/size]

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  • Gray falling in love? (Private)

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    S H O K A[hr][hr]


    [size=6pt]they're called outlets because they're little portals that let us escape, piece by piece.
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    [justify]"Morning!" Lucy cheered with a smile on her face. "You didn't show up at the guild so we came to see if you were okay. Especially after last night..." Lucy's tone dropped towards the end of her sentence.




    "I'm not the one you should be worried about." Gray muttered. He leaned up against the frame of the door. "Is that it?"




    "Pretty much." Natsu scoffed. "Lucy and Hayley wanted to check on you. Guess we woke you up, huh?"




    "Not, I've been up a while. Are you coming in?" Gray moved aside for them.




    "Actually, Natsu and I are taking Happy to see a play for his birthday." Lucy informed him. "So we have to go."




    "You then, Ley?" Gray offered, his voice monotonous.
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    [size=6pt]and they're very rare, so we often dwell on the few we find. some people call it addiction, and some call it release.[/size]

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  • Gray falling in love? (Private)

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    S H O K A[hr][hr]


    [size=6pt]they're called outlets because they're little portals that let us escape, piece by piece.
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    [justify]Gray stepped aside to let Hayley inside, Natsu and Luvy bidding them farewell and thanking Hayley for her offer of fish.




    Gray'a house was small and plain, the outside grey with a charcoal roof and trim, the inside housing bland white walls. One bathroom and bedroom, a living room, office, kitchen and small yard in a neighborhood full of empty houses. The inside wasn't too terribly unclean, just a little messy and stagnant since Gray was rarely home.




    "How are you feeling?" he questioned, opening the blinds in the living room. His torso stretched up to move them, his back and stomach showing along with a trace of his boxers when he moved.
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    [size=6pt]and they're very rare, so we often dwell on the few we find. some people call it addiction, and some call it release.[/size]

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    [color=black]Fancy © Bright Skies

  • ƒαιяу тαιℓ: тнє ηєχт gєηєяαтι{σ}η

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    S H O K A[hr][hr]


    [size=6pt]they're called outlets because they're little portals that let us escape, piece by piece.
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    [justify]no, that's not necessary.
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  • ǀ'νє Ɓєєη Ƭσ HєƖƖ αηɗ Ɓαcк..(ρ)

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    We all have our demons [/fancypost]
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    WE KNOW A LITTLE ABOUT A LOT OF THINGS [/fancypost]


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    "And I'm not gonna stop you." Dean shook his head, putting his hands up. "But I'm also not gonna let you go off on your own. God knows what Bobby will do to me if I let something happen to you. God knows what I'd do to myself..." the last part was muttered under his breath but barely audible.


    "Dean, are you coming?" Sam asked. He shrugged and nodded.


    "We're three doors down. Call if you need me." Dean told her before following Sam.


    He didn't tell her to call if she needed anything, or even if she needed them. Dean told her to call if she needed, specifically, him. It was something that could be taken either non chalantly or something to be overthought of.


    But Dean didn't catch himself until their conversation went over in his head again.


    "Call if you need me."[/size][/fancypost]
    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px;width: 400px; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; margin-top: -5px; color: white; letter-spacing: 2px; text-transform: uppercase;][align=center]IT'S JUST ENOUGH TO MAKE US DANGEROUS [/fancypost]
    [/fancypost][align=center]@ ARUKIN


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  • ǀ'νє Ɓєєη Ƭσ HєƖƖ αηɗ Ɓαcк..(ρ)

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    We all have our demons [/fancypost]
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    WE KNOW A LITTLE ABOUT A LOT OF THINGS [/fancypost]


    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; height: 150px; width: 350px;overflow: auto; width: 350px; height: 140px; background: url(http://37.media.tumblr.com/3a9…6c8ipcWL1s7tglio1_500.gif); font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; margin-right: 13px; margin-left: 13px; text-align: justify; background-color: #696969; padding: 13px; color: white; margin-top: 6px; opacity: 0.95; margin-bottom: 1px;][size=6pt]Dean settled himself on one of the queen sized beds in the dull room. It was pretty identical to Scarlet's except for the fact that the walls were a stained white and there was an ugly red carpet for whatever reason.


    Sam stayed on his laptop researching for awhile, leaving Dean to drink down a six pack of beer and quite a lot of Jack Daniels. "Are you okay?" Sam finally asked.


    "What?" Dean looked up.


    "You're being weird around her."


    "Who, Scarlet?" Dean blew out a sharp breath of air.


    "Yeah, Scarlet. You're being weird. I think you should go talk to her." Sam suggested.


    "She doesn't want to talk to me." he shrugged, downing another shot.


    "Then you have nothing to lose." the taller man pointed out. Dean thought it over for a minute but didn't act on it.


    "She might be asleep."


    "Doubt it. She used to stay up just as late as us when we were kids."[/size][/fancypost]
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    [/fancypost][align=center]@ ARUKIN


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  • ǀ'νє Ɓєєη Ƭσ HєƖƖ αηɗ Ɓαcк..(ρ)

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    S H O K A[hr][hr]


    [size=6pt]they're called outlets because they're little portals that let us escape, piece by piece.
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    [justify]"It's like six or seven miles from here." Dean answered, walking beside her. "And yeah, we're leaving now. Sam's going to investigate it while we scope out the bar where the disappearances have been. It's a diner during the day, so I figured we could get you something to eat."[/justify][/fancypost]


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    [size=6pt]and they're very rare, so we often dwell on the few we find. some people call it addiction, and some call it release.[/size]

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  • ǀ'νє Ɓєєη Ƭσ HєƖƖ αηɗ Ɓαcк..(ρ)

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    [justify]Dean opened the back door of the Impala for her before he seated himself in the driver's side. "He's an early bird." Dean replied, turning the keys and smiling as his "baby" roared. "First thing, drop of Sammy at the crime scene. We'll be back in an hour to pick you up, kay?" he told Sam.




    "Sounds good." the reply came.
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    [justify]Dean drove Sam to the crime scene and dropped him off. He made sure to park far enough away so it wouldn't look suspicious when Sam walked up. "Careful, Sammy. Call if you get into something."




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    Dean pulled into the diner/bar parking lot and parked his beloved muscle car. "Ready to do some undercover detective work, Watson?" he said like a five year old with an overly happy expression/[/justify][/fancypost]


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    [size=6pt]they're called outlets because they're little portals that let us escape, piece by piece.
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    [justify]Dean locked the Impala and followed Scarlet inside. "I think you've called me that once or twice." he said sarcastically, opening the door for her. "Is that my nickname, now? Because if it is, I think you should have one, too."




    Inside the building sat a few people at tables enjoying some food, some others seated at the bar. A few sleezy men were checking out the waitress as she turned around to get drinks for them. Dean crinkled his nose with disgust at how sexist they were being. Another waitress, serving a tray of food, walked by a man who sat beside two others. He whistled at her and smacked her rear, making some inappropriate remark. She jumped a little and scurried off, resulting in chuckling from the drunk men. "Stay away from the bar." Dean said to her. "I don't want those guys to notice you. They'd snatch you right up." Young, beautiful and feisty. All traits sleezeballs like them admired when trying to pick up a woman. Dean wasn't too sure they were consensual, either. They seemed like the kind of guys that would slip a pill in a girl's drink or force her home against her will.
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    [size=6pt]and they're very rare, so we often dwell on the few we find. some people call it addiction, and some call it release.[/size]

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    [size=6pt]they're called outlets because they're little portals that let us escape, piece by piece.
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    [justify]"Stay here and order us something up. I'm gonna do a sweep of the outside and see if I can find anything." Dean told her. "When I get back, we'll eat then talk to the manager. Don't move from this table, okay?"




    Dean stood up and walked towards the door, taking one last look back at her before exiting.




    //how about Dean's gone kind of long so she goes outside to look for him and she gets attacked by one of those creepy guys?
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    [size=6pt]they're called outlets because they're little portals that let us escape, piece by piece.
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    [justify]Dean was headed back inside the building from the opposite side, not seeing Scarlet leave. As soon as he saw a waitress approach their table with some sauces and other things to prepare for the meal, he felt relief. But when the woman turned away, Scarlet was not in the seat that her view blocked.




    One of the men, namely Andrew, approached Scarlet with a Cheshire grin. "Hey, babycakes." he said, taking a greasy hand and brushing up her arm. "What's a little thing like you doing out here all alone without anyone to protect you? Don't gotta man around?"[/justify][/fancypost]


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    [justify]The man just laughed at her threat and pinned her to the wall, holding her by her throat. "Really?" he looked around. "Because I don't see anybody around. Do you?"




    Dean was walking through the crowd, looking for Scarlet. "She's probably in the bathroom, Dean." he told himself.




    Andrew was pulling Scarlet back into the alley beside the bar. It was fairly dark out because the sky was charcoal colored from heavy rain clouds. The cold didn't stop the disgusting man from feeling Scarlet up and forcing himself onto her. He was pretty big, maybe 6'3, but was much heavier than a normal man. He kept Scarlet pinned easily despite anything she might try to struggle with. "I've never seen a teenager feel this nice before..." he whispered in her ear. Of course she wasn't a teenager, she was just kind of young. It only made the situation creepier.




    Dean exited the building, looking around. "Scarlet?" he called out as rain started to fall. "Scarlet, are you out here?"[/justify][/fancypost]


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