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Date Posted: 23:10:31 11/30/09 Mon
Author: Lucian
Subject: I nearly died today riding a 32yo arab.lol
In reply to: Tarot 's message, "well, you know what they say..." on 20:52:37 11/30/09 Mon

[bawhahahaha s'all good.]

Lucian quirked a brow for a moment before dropping his chin, rubbing the bridge of his nose with his thumb and middle finger. Perhaps this incident would cure Tarot of her kleptomania, though he highly doubted this. Shadows shifted around his handsome physique as a blood curdling screech and the sound of twisting steel erupted from the darkness. While Lucian did posses an affinity for Tarot, he did not hold the same for Beltane, and that same esteem was not as near and dear to him as his brother.

'Do call the pup off... I'd hate to see it ripped limb from limb.'

We all have a good inkling the kinds of beasties Lucian held on a short leash, and he had one particular in mind that gave him goose flesh. Delicious irony. It almost gave him a boner thinking about it. Motioning for Tarot to approach him with a curled index finger, a cruel smirk pulled at those lips every girl could not help but want to kiss. Poor Tarot. Lucian just had a most brilliant idea.

'Come now, sweetness. Let me help you get into something a little more comfortable.'

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