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Date Posted: 22:31:42 11/09/03 Sun
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Bella'donna
's message, "-.You never seem to, come to think of it.-" on 17:48:22 11/07/03 Fri
[..dark orbs took their sight in, studying their behaviors, and gauging what they may become as they grew. nostrils flared, scenting, assessing their current health, storing away in the hell-beast's mind their scents for future referencing. the darker one, victor the hellish siberian guessed, seemed the most headstrong, possibly the biggest competitor for the reaper's keep. a silent, unconscious growl formed in the back of the reaper's throat. no one would be a challenge for him. his assessments done, the brute lifted his heavy frame from the inquiring orbs of socrates and gave a snort, turning to address bella'donna..]
as long as their father doesn't come looking, i can't care less for what you do with your own.
[..it was a vague approval, on the reaper's behalf, and a vow that he wouldn't harm these two so long as they were under their mother's protection. but after that, when they were grown... he couldn't guarantee anything..]
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