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Post by chandler teague rowlf on Apr 26, 2012 18:56:48 GMT -5
Chandler looked over at her, then closed his eyes again. He wrapped his arm gently around her, pulling her close. He rubbed her side gently, trying to drift off to sleep again. He didn't feel like getting out of bed and doing anything, therefore he would settle for just sleeping. The only thing bound to tempt him out of bed would be a vulnerable human. But other than that, he refused to budge.
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devan engelica davenport
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Angel of Death
Life ain't so simple babe, when you're playing alone. You're tourin' with peril, the devil himself.
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Post by devan engelica davenport on Apr 26, 2012 19:00:44 GMT -5
Devan moved a hand to his chest sleepily, keeping close. Her breaths slowed back down again once the apartments grew quiet. She didn't move away, and to anyone might have seemed human if it weren't for the fact that she was created far, far differently.
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Post by chandler teague rowlf on Apr 26, 2012 19:12:47 GMT -5
Chandler slowly trailed his fingers up and down her side, unable to fall back asleep. He guessed he would be up half the night because of it. At least he had books to read. He yawned, his fangs long and sharp. He looked over at Devan, then back at his open window. He was getting chilly, could smell the humans next door. And it was making his stomach growl. He walked over, closing the window before he made his way to the bathroom, running his fingers through his messed up hair.
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devan engelica davenport
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Angel of Death
Life ain't so simple babe, when you're playing alone. You're tourin' with peril, the devil himself.
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Post by devan engelica davenport on Apr 27, 2012 8:20:58 GMT -5
Devan stirred as she heard movement, hugging the pillow close with a soft yawn. Vaguely she was aware that Chandler was out here and Terance was talking, before she was drifting slightly again, curled further beneath the blankets now that the extrs body warmth was gone.
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Post by chandler teague rowlf on May 20, 2012 11:52:57 GMT -5
Chandler climbed back into bed behind Devan, wrapping his arms around her waist. He was at the point where he didnt care if his brother came in. He yawned, his fangs long and sharp. He buried his face in her neck, closing his eyes. Her smell was alluring, and he couldn't deny he wanted her. But in more ways than one. And that was what he feared the most- actually falling for someone.
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