Post by Lovely on Jul 1, 2009 14:06:12 GMT -5
June 2005
(before the Ripple took Dallas from Gabe)
"She brings me the sun.. and with her it never burns." He whispered, the adoration warming his smile and voice. his eyes settled on the band that circled his finger. "I love her enough that if she wishes it, she will die a little white haired old lady, with me holding her hand." His voice was slightly pained, as such a thought was agony, but should Dallas never wish to be turned.. he could not force her.. he could not bear for her to hate him as Annia did at times. (-Gabriel about Dallas)
Razi needs to give him a good talking to, he's shaking his head and striking him off the anti-christmas list... 'you've become charming... how could you?'
f*ck you -you're charming and don't deny it
and i'm a demi-god... I have more room than you to falter if I feel so inclined... you're not winning points with her, you know...
yeah.. and your wife is bound to me.. so remember that when picking out nice gifts for me
*shrugs* your point is what exactly? doesn't affect me one whit...
well if you don't enjoy her company *wicked grin* then you won't mind if you don't share her company for quite a long time
it's not my job to mind.. . I usually excel at not minding, really. ... and my job comes after.. that whole 'revenge' thing... spurned lovers, faulty romances, botched plans... you know... like your little irish rat...
yeah.. you know about him? Of course you do.. that bastard.. *growls*
(before the Ripple took Dallas from Gabe)
"She brings me the sun.. and with her it never burns." He whispered, the adoration warming his smile and voice. his eyes settled on the band that circled his finger. "I love her enough that if she wishes it, she will die a little white haired old lady, with me holding her hand." His voice was slightly pained, as such a thought was agony, but should Dallas never wish to be turned.. he could not force her.. he could not bear for her to hate him as Annia did at times. (-Gabriel about Dallas)
Razi needs to give him a good talking to, he's shaking his head and striking him off the anti-christmas list... 'you've become charming... how could you?'
f*ck you -you're charming and don't deny it
and i'm a demi-god... I have more room than you to falter if I feel so inclined... you're not winning points with her, you know...
yeah.. and your wife is bound to me.. so remember that when picking out nice gifts for me
*shrugs* your point is what exactly? doesn't affect me one whit...
well if you don't enjoy her company *wicked grin* then you won't mind if you don't share her company for quite a long time
it's not my job to mind.. . I usually excel at not minding, really. ... and my job comes after.. that whole 'revenge' thing... spurned lovers, faulty romances, botched plans... you know... like your little irish rat...
yeah.. you know about him? Of course you do.. that bastard.. *growls*