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Post by jackspiratewench on Mar 7, 2007 22:32:47 GMT
She looked like she was in deep thought
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Post by saltydog on Mar 7, 2007 22:36:17 GMT
"WHat's wrong?" Erik asked.
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Post by jackspiratewench on Mar 7, 2007 22:37:41 GMT
"Huh? Oh nothing just thinking," she said
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Post by saltydog on Mar 7, 2007 22:38:28 GMT
"Alright." he said, shrugging.
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Post by jackspiratewench on Mar 7, 2007 22:39:53 GMT
That night she was in her room getting ready for sleep.
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Post by saltydog on Mar 7, 2007 22:41:21 GMT
Erik sat at his desk, quill in hand.
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Post by jackspiratewench on Mar 7, 2007 22:43:11 GMT
She thought she heard a noice but shrugged it off
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Post by saltydog on Mar 7, 2007 22:43:55 GMT
Seath paced around the Opera house... He had to save her... he wouldn't let her get hurt.
Erik sighed tiredly.
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Post by jackspiratewench on Mar 7, 2007 22:46:03 GMT
She tried to sleep but kept thinking about Erik
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Post by saltydog on Mar 7, 2007 22:47:31 GMT
Seath waited until the clock chimed midnight.
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