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Sunday, 13 April 2014

Faery Dust

Wot the hay is that? - Rogue

Faery dust. - Arrow

Hey! Don't b comin' near me with that crap! I've heard the talk. Eh?! That sheite is waaaay too unpredictable! Arrow. Stop! - R

Baby much? B a good boy n take ur medicine. K? - A

No freakin' way. Hey! Careful with that thing! I like u close but wots with the poison tip dagger under me chin, darlin'? - R

Just a little quality control while I... - A

Oh no u didn't! Arrow! I refused treatment! Fuck me! I can't believe u put that sheite on me. I told u no! N move this freakin' dagger away for u truly kill me off! Lords a Sanctuary. Woman! - R

Just a second more. Wait for it... just... wait... for... it.... Annnd... Now! - A

Oh! Wow! Oh Darlin! So u like my blade do u? C'mere little wifey n I'll aquaint u better with it. Wots u doin' on the other side a the room now. Eh? Come closer. Oh! Ow! Y's me head achin'? Arrow? Help! Me eyes! 'S like the room's melting! Arrow! - R

'S ok Ace. Just close ur eyes n let it happen. N no I ain't ur wifey so keep ur blade in ur pants. Rogue. Rogue! Oh, sheite. That was a visual I coulda done without. - A



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