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He is not invited.
[Filter: Rogues]
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Sascha had three thoughts cross his mind when Metro began his caterwalling.
One; Shoot him.
Two; Shoot him bloodily.
Three; Stab his jugular out! He took his eyes, right?
Instead, cigarette hanging out of his lip, fingers covered in loose ink, quill detailed between thumb and index finger, he shook it at Metro.
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The house was full with the smell of Sascha's cooking ( Read more... ) -
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[Voice: On]I will not do any ridiculous survey ( Read more... ) -
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Out into the night air. Just, relax. Just. Breathe! It's okay, humiliation was natural, what was he going to say? Viveka, I am never a sexual person, you were a grand exception? Oh, he hated this sort of thing the most. He thought this trip would be easier. Easier. Easier. Couldn't he be left to brood the whole trip ( Read more... ) -
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For OCD Sascha, Morroc was his worst nightmare ( Read more... ) -
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Sascha already had a grimace on his face. Kevin had, once again, been ordered to make himself comfortable out of harm's way, as he pressed one hand to his ear and the other snapped his journal shut. He didn't know what was worse, really, as he had a low tolerance for even good singing - the fact that Metro was okay and not horrible and not good, or ( Read more... ) -
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NOW HIRING
Secretary. No preference on dress, sex, creed, talents, or abilities. Should know when to shut up. Contact via journal.
"You're wasting yourself." He shifted his weight and pressed the cigarette against Bryant's temple. "The virus is still out there eating people, you sunuva bitch ( Read more... ) -
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...They said the virus wasn't traceable. "I don't understand," Bryant murmured, thumbing through Renta's records. "Everyone around her... everything she touched... and yet..." It left several questions to go through. What had she done? Who had given it to her? Why had they seen the need to remove everyone around her in this brutal manner? The Renta ( Read more... ) -
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Finish the story....Automatically, her heart stopped. It was brutal, swift, and condescending to everything it meant to be alive - she clutched at her chest, toppled against the wall, panted and stole every last second she had in the entirety of her existance, until finally she couldn't stall any longer. The tips of her fingers turned a terrible ( Read more... )