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Subject: can't ever have too many

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Lucian

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Date Posted: 17:54:23 01/19/11 Wed
In reply to: Zeth 's message, ".:.You've stolen too many already.:." on 16:41:23 01/19/11 Wed

Lucian humored Zeth. Of course, we casual onlookers simply know that this was all part of the convoluted game Lucian played with Daddy. He was never happy unless he managed to inflict some sort of suffering upon some hapless victim and when Lucian was not happy, no one was. Either was someone was screwed and it was usually Zeth� and not in the screwed way Zeth prefers.

From the vicious flurries street side, the handsome figure bled into and through the walls of The Warehouse. Even the snow trembled in his wake, daring not to touch his figure, let alone gather upon it. From the far end of the structure the low growl of a shadow hound rumbled forth and slammed to a halt with the slightest twitch of his lips. His little pets were ravenous, eager for the hunt. Oh how they would have adored chasing Zeth down, ripping his flesh from the bones. How fortunate for Zeth that Lucian had bigger plans for his father. Perhaps later� the thought of introducing his stepmother� or perhaps Ashena� to his hounds held great appeal.

The charcoal suit jacket slipped from the figure, crumpling to the floor in a long forgotten heap as Lucian slipped further into The Warehouse and closer to his favorite toy. It was stolen anyway. What did it matter to him?

�Oh Father! I have the most splendid of news. I�ve decided to give doing the right thing a try for once.�

Liar! Liar! Pants on fire! Of course, sarcasm dripped from every word. Zeth should be messing in his pants by now� or at least running like Hell.

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Subject	Author	Date
.:.You can have too many of mine.:.	Zeth	11:13:30 01/20/11 Thu
we can make more -- Lucian, 12:33:50 01/20/11 Thu .:.No thanks.:. -- Zeth, 13:57:33 01/20/11 Thu father + son bonding -- Lucian, 14:28:27 01/20/11 Thu .:.I should have had safer fun.:. -- Zeth, 14:46:10 01/20/11 Thu danger makes is 10000000 times better. -- Lucian, 15:52:35 01/20/11 Thu .:.No thanks.:. -- Zeth, 18:41:35 01/20/11 Thu