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Opossum goes RAWR *RAWRRR*
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Jan 10, 2012 08:44PM
"Me?" Ryan gasped, putting her hand up to her chest as if that was the biggest insult she had ever heard.
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Jonathan winced, realizing his verbal club. "Sorry, got confused. Thought Peter was speaking."
Rebekah chuckled. "That's what I've been talking about, you should listen completely before saying something."
Rebekah chuckled. "That's what I've been talking about, you should listen completely before saying something."
"Oh no, sweetheart." Rebekah soothed. "He's so scatterbrained that he fits words with the wrong person a LOT of the time."
((Where's Ri?))
"I'm what's known as a Pyrofae. And Jonathan is a Werecat."
"Sorry for the mix-up."
"I'm what's known as a Pyrofae. And Jonathan is a Werecat."
"Sorry for the mix-up."
Jessica wrote: "((Where's Ri?))"I'm what's known as a Pyrofae. And Jonathan is a Werecat."
"Sorry for the mix-up.""
"Whats a Pyrofae? I know what a pyromaniac is..." She said looking at the two.
"It means that I'm a Fae with magical powers that tend to deal with fire of all sorts and am protected from burns."
"Actually, I don't think it's an angelic power because I burn just fine." Lillian corrected, "Well, unless you're a really really high up and old angel."
"I never burn.. Huh." She said turning to the other angel.((Ryan still doesn't know Lillian's name.))
"Jonathan could certainly use a helper planning our wedding..."
"Hey! I do what I can." Rebekah laughed, standing on tiptoe to brush a kiss on his cheek.
"Hey! I do what I can." Rebekah laughed, standing on tiptoe to brush a kiss on his cheek.
Jonathan sulked but relented when he saw the delight in his fiance's eyes. "If you want to help I'll be glad to accept it."
Jonathan sighed and once again Rebekah came to his rescue.
"Ry, don't forget that we're dealing with a guy here. They think they can handle anything on their own. They refuse to ask for directions and ignore the instructions when it comes to put something together."
"Ry, don't forget that we're dealing with a guy here. They think they can handle anything on their own. They refuse to ask for directions and ignore the instructions when it comes to put something together."
"I did get my dress. That much was on my plate so it's actually done." The Pyrofae raised a brow.
"Sorry, honey."
"Sorry, honey."
Peter cleared his throat slightly, crossing his arms and tilting his head back. He said nothing though and didnt bother to smile back.
Lilly was slightly disappointed now at the new company. She knew Peter wasn't likely to say much now that they were here, so she slumped slightly and turned her head away so people couldn't see her pout.
Peter looked sideways at her, trying not to irritate himself. "What's it to you anyway?" he asked moodily.
"Angels like us protect. I'm trying to be a guardian angel!" Ryan exclaimed looking at Lillian and Peter.
Lillian felt some sort of thing well up inside her. It was hot, and it tore at her, something she'd never felt before. Was she feeling... rage?
Peter closed his eyes, "Well, good for you, but that doesnt concern me." he said, starting to stand. Lillian's emotiones going unoticed.
Ryan just watched them, being silent. She wanted to say something really badly but didn't know what. "What are you?" She asked Peter.
Lilly soon grew to dislike the fact that Ryan was there. She couldn't ask her to leave, but she sure as anything wasn't going to ask her to stay.



