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  • Old Guild Username: Drakon rilt
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    1. Xion Demente 12 yrs ago

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10 yrs ago
Current Things have settled down, again now I'm back into the full swing of this. Replies won't be as slow, but be aware I may be only doing one or two replies a day instead of the multiple.
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10 yrs ago
Back from the cruise only for work to start and school. So replies will be slow as all get out I'll try to get them up when I can.
10 yrs ago
Warning to all that I RP with, from the 15th of this month to the 27th I will not be on considering I will be on vacation with family. I may pop on from time to time, but no replies will come.
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10 yrs ago
Great just great as soon as I get my family sorted out my friend ends up getting dumped. So I have to help her out get her moved in with me, and everything replies will be slow on some days not all.
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10 yrs ago
Family has been sorted out, so replies may be a little slow not by much. I also will be on more often now since life has slowed down a bit.

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Justin went into his fathers house, he couldn't find him anywhere. "Dad you here," no answer now this had him worried. He got back on his bike, he really didn't have a place to stay he went back to the bar and sat back down on the chair, "Logan's not there," the bartenders eyes widen. "His bike is still there too I need a place to stay." The bartender nodded, "your welcome to stay here."
The medics finally got him stable, Zach was out cold as they moved him to the medical tent and put him on the bed he wasn't struggling to breath anymore.
Zach took a shallow breath, "you....won't lose....me." He struggled to breath, but he kept breathing he would fight to stay alive for Shema.
Zach looked at her, "don't....cry please." The medics were on the other side of his body working on him, they wouldn't give him up with out a fight. "Please....Shema.....don't cry."
The bartender shrugged, "it's been a few years since I've seen him he's more like his dad a drifter he doesn't stay in more than one place for a few months I've been wondering what he's seen around in the other states." Justin put his jacket on, and got on his motorcycle and started driving toward the small town toward his fathers house.
Zach was taking shallow breaths, "Shema.....not your.....fault." The commander was holding his shoulder, as he got out of the battle the rest of them retreating.
The commander smirked, "you don't like that do you?" With that he order five of his men to point guns at Zach and fire the bullets hit his torso, he fell to the ground groaning in pain.
Justin raised an eyebrow but said nothing, he could smell her scent better than others. He knew he smelt like mirror oil from his bike, "hey bartender have you heard of a guy name Logan he said he's been here a regular customer." The bartender looked at him, "no haven't seen him in a few weeks which is weird really," Justin nodded, "alright just asking I need to give him something." With that he finished his beer, "oh and get one for her it's on me." He grabbed his red jacket his black shirt with camp pants and black boots he walked out of the bar.
Jacob broke the kiss, to catch his breath. He still put his head against hers, "I'm glad that I have you to calm me down or I would go into a panic attack." He let out a breath and closed his eyes while Elliot was in his arms.
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