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Post by Sastre Quicksilver on Sept 21, 2010 16:06:55 GMT -5
((25/Human/Hunter)) So goodbye, my solid ground. I'm an engine, I won't break down. A lonely chord, without a song, Searching for an orchestration where I belong... FriendsSure, I have friends. Lots of them... Of course, I move around a lot, so we don't stay in touch really. Still, at least I know that in whatever city I end up at the end of the day, I'll probably have friends waiting for me. LoversNot that its any of your business, but yeah, I've had my fair share of lovers. This job isn't the easiest thing in the world, after all, and sometimes it's nice to just lose yourself in someone's arms. Again, though, I move around a lot, and I tend to be a "love 'em and leave 'em" sort of girl. Enemies*raises eyebrow* "Enemies," what are those? Oh, and that was sarcasm, in case you missed it. Oh... You're serious? Then yeah, I have enemies. A lot of them. Most of them are six-feet-under, but they're around. OtherYou mean there's more? Well... I mean, there are the people I scam at pool and darts, and the people I scam with my fake credit cards... Then there are the people that I've saved, of course, and maybe a couple of other hunters I've worked with in the past... Good enough? ((Let me know if you're interested in a plot, I'm up for just about anything!))
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