I dont know what is happening to me. Ever since that battle with those...things. I've felt completely helpless. And I cant shake the chill from my bones. The snow isnt helping. Looking out at it, all I can think of is how it covers everything and makes it appear tranquil, like a blanket of forgetfulness. I want everything to feel as settled as it
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You want to use me for target practice? You're welcome to try, sweetheart.
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Err. I ripped the sleeve off the dress and it has blood all over it so I wasn't going to return it. It's in really bad shape. However, during the battle it was kind off...err...useful in a really weird way. I'll pay for it if you want, well...what's left of it.
I dont want to use you for target practice. It's no fun if you know you're going to get pummelled with snow and you're a willing target. You're welcome to try and defend yourself, buttercup.
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You gonna warm me up afterwards? You know how I feel about being out in the cold. I'm a desert lovin' boy. You want me out there playing in that white powder of doom, you better be ready to have my cold nose pressed up against your warm neck when I can't feel it anymore, darlin'. Do I even own warm enough clothing to venture outside? Might have to look into that. I demand hot chocolate and marshmallows too for that nickname!
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As you wish, buttercup. *snerk*
OOC:
Sorry for the long delay in response. I spent some time with Rude over the weekend and her computer decided to nearly cause an electrical fire. It was much fun. *sweatdrop* So I am just now getting back to all of this. Im sorry! *kicks self for having missed such a cute post!*
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