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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 6:40 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 6:49 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 6:51 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 6:57 pm
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![User Image](https://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m471/ADagAvenger/ErebosEnigimana.jpg) ![User Image](https://i835.photobucket.com/albums/zz274/brittanycubes2/240.gif) "No, just Erebos, I'm afraid," Alastor said with a knowing wink, "I'm not here to chatter, though. I must head out and do with the usual business." He knew he was being far to observant by the change in Bast's attitude, but he was wanting to partly ignore that there were women in the room; his true form was now growing hungry, and it was taking much of his willpower not to drain any of his fellow performers of their energy. What his fallen angel form needed was explicit and most certainly unwanted by his true attitude... But he is forced to feed off such energies, as it is the only way for any fallen angel to survive besides killing.
He walked off in great quick strides until he discovered Erazybeth, who seemed to be talking to somebody through the tent flap's opening. His eyes flashed a menacing red before turning back into its duller shade and his brow furrowed in a concerned manner as he asked slowly and quite sternly, "Who is there... Beth... ?" It sounded like a partial death threat, though he wasn't meaning harm. Yet.
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 6:58 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 6:59 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 7:01 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 7:05 pm
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"O-Oh, my name is Loviise Miuttii, I'm with the Estonian Ballet Company." She called softly as she struggled to see the owner of the voice. She wondered faintly why the girl had sounded so absolutely panicked, but she couldn't contemplate any reason to fear someone that was in a Circus. She stepped around the girl and gave a winning smile. "It's a pleasure to meet you." XXX XXX![User Image](https://i169.photobucket.com/albums/u203/carlosjuanderbread/panty2-1.jpg)
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 7:06 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 7:11 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 7:13 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 7:14 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 7:15 pm
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