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[undergrxuned]

     "The last solar flare must've been         pretty big.  Apparently you can see        the Northern Lights as far down as        Seattle--or maybe even further."

[nexmortalis]

unfortunate circumstances

He shouldn't be here.  Every whine and growl from Badger was a testament to that.  Running his fingers through his Hellhound's fur, Jasper kept his eyes on the crime scene.  Do you see it?  She was frantic.  Do you see it?  The silver wisp in the form of a young girl, around his own age, floated towards the sectioned off area.  Yet somehow, like a tether, her form went rigid when she had gone but three paces.  The chains that bound her were now in Jasper's hands.  It was because of him she was able to roam so far to find him and why she needed him in order to return--to find what she had lost.

It was her mother's ring--the band now absent from her ghostly figure.  Somewhere, in the fray, in her fight for survival, it had come loose and fallen away.  "We'll find it."  That was her requirement, in order for him to lead her to his father's realm.  Hermes should be grateful that he was finding some relief in his work.  Coming closer, his eyes searched for the missing ring.  Though Jasper was careful to note that the manner of the crime scene indicated she had not died by 'normal' means.  The moon had already risen, and that only made worse.  He shouldn't be here.

     If anyone came about, he shouldn't be here.

                                                        --Fuck.

And as he turned to face another pair, he felt his throat go dry and the thought once more resound in the back of his mind.  He shouldn't be here.

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'SPIT IT OUT!'

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28.  I'm not guilty

"I told you," he huffed with frustration and irritation, "I didn't do it.  I'm not... guilty.  It was just an accident."  Accident that he had been at the wrong place at the wrong time, and now it seemed that Keir was caught in the middle of a case.

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hxwlin replied to your post: Going to be off for a bit; might power...

happy napping!

yess ty

going to go in a bit and if my roommates get locked out because of it too baddd idec

[undergrxuned]

☱☱☱☱☱☱☱☱☱☱

"I think you’d all be jealous—and no, Nicky. You can’t call him ‘Big D’ just ‘cause he has one.  His name's Dyson.  

It helps, having someone around you know you can trust.  Kind of keeps me out of trouble—I think you’d appreciate that, Ian.  But you were right, Tan and I think you’d want to meet him.  The kind of person you can trust not because they’re just because they’re strong but because you know there’s someone you can count on when you need help.  I like to say that I don’t need help and that I can do things on my own. It’s always been like that, hasn’t it?  Remember the time I got stuck in the tree and said I didn’t need any help getting back down—except the part where I tumbled out of it on top of Nicky and broke a few bones?  I bet you remember that. I know you do.  You were right though, Tan, about the kind of person I’d care for… could care for.  The kind of person person who’d be there when I needed them, and even when I didn’t.

If you could meet him, I think you'd all like him as much as I do.  It's nice... comfortable being around him.  Everything feels right.  I don't know why though--not that it really matters.  Because the most important thing that matters is being happy... right?  That's what you always said.  So maybe now you can worry about me a little less 'cause I'm going to be just fine.  

Love,Kae"

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"Sex dice"

Put “sex dice” into my inbox to see what your character will get from mine.

--blow on lips;

Curious.  Keir blinked and stared before trotting closer to Dyson.  Was he actually sleeping or---?  Peering over the back of the couch, he leaned closer and nearly tumbled on top of him before he managed to catch himself.  It wasn't a kiss; frankly, Keir would rather do that if Dyson were awake.  So in stead, he blew on his lips as if to check whether or not he were truly sleeping.

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"What is this... some kind of weird trust exercise?"  Depending on how and where he moved his head, when the angle of the light was just right, Keir thought he could see shadows.  Or maybe he was just seeing things.  In any case, he looked around anxiously and touched the blindfold every few seconds--as if to make sure he wasn't actually blind.

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“What’s this?” [meme]

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11. Paddle "--a paddle.  A ping pong paddle," he said, as if the answer was obvious.  The red and black textured sides on a wooden paddle.  A ping pong paddle... of course.  "What did you think it was?" Keir frowned slightly; glancing between the object and then Dyson.  "Must've been in my bag when I left home.  I forgot that it was even in there."