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The Spark (Part 1 of The E.D.E.N. Project)
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sol, The Casanova
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Jun 21, 2013 08:50PM

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Angel wrote: "Fallon took a slight step back, and looked at the ground. "What will you do for... blood?" She asked him."
"Well, of course I'd kill for blood," Ruth answered simply, no look of regret or anything on his face. "I am not able to drain someone without the act of killing that poor and unfortunate soul." Ruth shoved the coat into his bag and continued walking, trying to concentrate about the horizon more than the blood all of them had in them.
"Well, of course I'd kill for blood," Ruth answered simply, no look of regret or anything on his face. "I am not able to drain someone without the act of killing that poor and unfortunate soul." Ruth shoved the coat into his bag and continued walking, trying to concentrate about the horizon more than the blood all of them had in them.

Fallon looked down at her beaten up, black Converse All Stars. They had a few rips, the laces were fraying and there was sharpie markings on the white (now muddy gray) shoe bottoms. She and her mother had written on them. It may seem weird, but it was very sentimental to Fallon. So she refused to ever really wear any other shoes. Unless she absolutely had to. She quickly snapped out of her trance, and rolled up the sleeves of her cardigan.
I am certainly not fine, Ruth muttered in his head, I have this thrive for blood now and you, my companions, seem to be full of it. He sighed and looked away again, his stomach growling and screaming for blood. Blood! Blood! Blood! it roared.
(Okay, I admit that was short but I'm in a rush here...)
(Okay, I admit that was short but I'm in a rush here...)
((I never said he did, I said that Fallon doesn't really like him as much as before. Did you read her profile?))

Fallon looked at Fen with narrowed eyes, and walked closer to him. "You really like her, don't you?"
"I really don't give a shit, I was just curious-- Woah." Fallon stopped and looked at the fence, wide eyed.

Her eyes closed as she faded into translucensy and simply walked through the fence. Then started to run.
Fallon grinned. She ran towards it, she flew through, flipped in the air once and landed on her feet. "Not too hard," She said, helping Fenech up off his ass.

Tom was walking in the alleys for a meal. Even if he was small, he was deadly. He smirked at the thought.
(( Could someone confront him... pwease? ))