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Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2010 11:21 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2010 11:28 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2010 11:33 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2010 11:38 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2010 11:53 pm
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Amy's eyes widened largely and she gasped softly as she saw Karrie's ponytail when he took off his hat. It was... It was something she had not expected to see on Karrie.
She wanted to touch it with her fingers and see if it was actually as springy as it looked. But she wouldn't dare remove one of her hands from Thistle in order to do so.
"Well, I like the color. And I do like longer hair on guys sometimes. You... I think I would have to see the hair down in order to tell if long hair looks good on you. Of course, if you like it, that's all that matters!"
Thistle saw what Velcore did, so she shook her head, too, and tried to chirp back. Instead, it came out as a strangled squeak.
Amy knew she had to get out of there quickly before Karrie started asking more questions about Thistle. So, she walked over to Karrie, leaned up to rest her chin on his shoulder and rest her cheek against his quickly in the form of an armless hug due to the fact that her hands were occupied.
"Well, I must go inside and make sure Thistle is alright. If you want, you and Velcore should stop by tomorrow to hang out. Thank you very much for walking me home and trying to help me out earlier. Have a good night, both of you!"
She turned and smiled and winked at Velcore. She'd speak with Thistle again about Velcore's secret. Hopefully she'd understand most of it.
Then, she went inside her house with Thistle huffing and lowering her wings and head in disappointment.
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Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2010 11:59 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 12, 2010 4:24 pm
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dame wakes up right as a scream is forming on her lips, before it can escape; she closes her eyes as well as her mouth, squeezing tight. She takes a few deep breaths and quickly gets up from the bed, clumsily putting on her flipflops and running to the bathroom. She clutches the porcelain of the sink turning on the water and heaving. She stares at herself in the mirror and becomes disgusted, cupping her hands and filling them with water, then splashing it on her face and scrubbing vigorously.
Once her face is good and red, tattoos now showing, she turns off the faucet, backs up, and slides down the wall to the floor, burying her head in her knees and her hands in her hair.
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Posted: Sat Jun 12, 2010 4:32 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 12, 2010 4:39 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 12, 2010 4:43 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 12, 2010 4:54 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 12, 2010 5:03 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 12, 2010 5:12 pm
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