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Post by Apple Granny Smith on Aug 14, 2010 14:35:51 GMT -7
Leon and Tk were invited along as well, and when she heard the cries, she turned into Leon's arms. He held her close, and kissed her soft hair. "Shhh," he said , when she started to shiver.He put both his arms around her , and she covered her ears.
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Post by Cute on Aug 14, 2010 14:40:12 GMT -7
"Mein Gott!" Amanda cheered along with the rest. "Andrewleth Luifer. The honor is yours." Dead came up and grabbed the wrench. He smiled wickedly at the vampire. He yanked out both fangs and the vampire cried and howled. "Go Dead!" His friends cheered. Dead returned back to his post, Amanda in his arms.
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Post by Apple Granny Smith on Aug 14, 2010 14:42:46 GMT -7
She growled into Leon's arms. he never even told him his real name!She screamed in her head. She grabbed Leon's face, and Kissed him softly. He wrapped his arms around her smiling.
ooc: He'll have to be the one to take her back. She'll be to scared to even talk to him.
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Post by Cute on Aug 14, 2010 14:45:34 GMT -7
ooc.
Goody! ^-^
bic.
Dead wiped the blood from his face. Amanda kissed his cheek and his gang set off elsewhere.
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Him and his companions were crowded next a tree, all of them laying down. Amanda was in his arms, Dead touching her beautiful red hair.
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Post by Apple Granny Smith on Aug 14, 2010 14:50:51 GMT -7
Leon took her to sit down on a stone bench, by a beautiful fountain. It was luckily in perfect view of Dead and his gang - or as Leon liked to think, his (instert*word*of*your*choice*here) gang. He got down one knee, and smiled. "Taylor -Kay , would you marry me?" He asked.
Her breath caught. She knew Leon's game by now, and smiled, clapping her hands together. "Yes!" She said, and lept into his arms.
ooc: Cheesy+predictable. I know :3
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Post by Cute on Aug 14, 2010 14:52:17 GMT -7
ooc.
And Thats Why I Love You. ^-^
bic.
Dead's gang and Amanda left a few minutes later. Dead was left alone at the tree. He fell into a coma like sleep.
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Post by Apple Granny Smith on Aug 14, 2010 14:56:17 GMT -7
He put her up on His shoulders, and ran her around the yard , and she gave a happy scream everyone once and a while. "Oh , Leon!" She smiled, as he set her down, only a few yards away from Dead. He sat her down, and got food to eat for the both of them. They talked , just as friends, and picked at their food.
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Post by Cute on Aug 14, 2010 14:57:53 GMT -7
Dead awoke immediately and jumped into a tree like a ninja. Dead laid back and relaxed, his eyes a peaceful sky blue.
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Post by Cute on Aug 14, 2010 15:00:45 GMT -7
Rosie gotta go. .-.
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Post by Apple Granny Smith on Aug 14, 2010 15:03:59 GMT -7
"This...isn't...working!" She whispered behind a smile as she picked apart a small turkey leg.
"Would you just trust me?" He said, his eyes a light yellow. He leaned over and kissed her. Soon, they were racing each other , rolling down the large hill that was nearby.... all the way into the Lake. Leon had cracked his head, and TK couldn't swim. "Help!" She choked. "Someone help!" She screamed, forgetting that the thick headed Dead was nearby.
ooc: Again, Cheesy and Corny. :DDD
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Post by Cute on Aug 14, 2010 15:05:15 GMT -7
Dead pulled TK and Leon up from the lake. "It's that shallow, you idiots." Dead rolled his eyes and went back to lounging.
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Post by Apple Granny Smith on Aug 14, 2010 15:14:01 GMT -7
Leon shook his head. " sorry, " he told her softly, picking her up. And head toward home
"Don't worry about it," she said, giving Dead the bird as they walked away. "He's not worth it." She said, to mad to notice her. Her red glasses were still at the egde of the lake.
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Post by Cute on Aug 14, 2010 15:16:05 GMT -7
BWHAHAHA!
xD
I Gotta Go Nao.
Bye ^-^
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Post by Apple Granny Smith on Aug 14, 2010 15:22:04 GMT -7
COME BACK LATER TONiTE !!
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Post by Laya on Aug 15, 2010 13:09:30 GMT -7
This is long overdo:
Laya stood in the window of her rooms, her robes covering her large belly as she watched the training grounds below. Marc wasn't down there, however, since he insists on not leaving her.
The Queen was only eight months pregnant, but she was already larger than any of the women she knew just before they gave birth.
She sighed and turned around to see Marc watching her from the bed, a concerned expression on his elegant features.
"Come here, Lee-la," he said, holding his arms out to her.
She went over to him and his arms enveloped her protectively, careful of her belly.
He kissed the top of her head as her crystal brown eyes closed, relaxing as she listened to his breathing.
Marc eventually had to get up to check on a few things, so he covered his wife and kissed the top of her head before leaving.
Laya stared at the ceiling and then to the door. The midwife also stuck close to the heavily pregnant Queen. Laya had the impression that she was fearful. The thought scared the first time to-be mother.
When Laya sat up, she gasped and cringed in pain, her hands covering her stomach protectively. She felt a wetness between her legs, and knew that she was in labour.
She cried out, hoping to get anyones attention, and when a servant came in, the young boy knew immediately to get Marc.
Marc raced in, his dark eyes wide, and went to his wife and propped her up in bed. The oain was getting excrutiating for her, and she screamed with each contraction.
The midwife entered, following the young servant boy, and immediately got things ready. She knew something had to be wrong, but she tried to hide all the worry from her face as Marc sat behind Laya so she could lie back against him.
With each contraction, Laya pushed, and eventually a small cry came and the Midwife wrapped the child up, and handed the little boy to her assistant who appeared shortly after she did.
But something was wrong. Despite delivering the child, Laya was still having contractions. It only took a few seconds to figure out that her Queen was pregnant with twins, which made everything make sense.
"WHAT?!" Was Laya's reaction when she found out, while Marc was just stunned.
It took a good half hour in order to birth the second child, but something was wrong. The baby girl did not cry, not even when the Queen slumped back into her husband after all the long work she did.
The Midwife looked up. The sweating Queen had her eyes closed, but Marc's eyes were open with an understanding.
The second child, the little girl, was a stillborn.
Laya broke down when Marc finally told her, and he held her in his arms while she cried and the Midwife checked on the little boy.
Marc spoke in their native language, and then switched back. "Laya, just think though. We still have a baby boy to raise. A biological baby. We raised Apple when we found her orphaned, but now we can raise our own child." He kissed her forehead. "It's not your fault, my love, but we need to focus on the living child."
With a lick of her lips, Laya controlled herself and pulled her face from Marc's chest, nodding ever so slightly before looking at the woman who helped her birth her son.
The Midwife walked over and placed the boy in his mother's arms, and the two parents looked down at him.
"Lucas," she said as the dark blue eyes of her son looked up at them. "I think we should name him Lucas."
Marc smiled and kissed Laya's shoulder, nodding to the assistant as she took their stillborn daughter down to the royal cemetary. "I think that's the perfect name."
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