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Post by Megan on Nov 25, 2008 22:55:14 GMT -5
Oh great. Now he's going to act all tragic and wounded.
"Oh, fine," Megan sighed.
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Post by Howl on Nov 25, 2008 22:56:58 GMT -5
Howl instantly brightened, all but bouncing up and down on the balls of his feet with glee, and hurriedly pulled Megan's arm through his own.
"This way, then!" he exclaimed.
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Post by Megan on Nov 25, 2008 23:02:21 GMT -5
If we end up flying-
Megan swallowed and had to start walking double-time to keep from being dragged behind him.
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Post by Howl on Nov 26, 2008 0:14:10 GMT -5
Upon their exiting the opera house, Howl's smile abruptly vanished from his face. He seized a nondescript handkerchief from his back pocket and held it over Megan's mouth; he did not have to wait long for its effects to take place.
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Post by Megan on Nov 26, 2008 0:16:33 GMT -5
"Oh, fuck you," Megan said drowsily as she realized what was happening, immediately before passing out.
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Post by Howl on Nov 26, 2008 0:28:23 GMT -5
"Tsk, tsk," Howl admonished the unconscious girl in his arms. "Such foul language."
Seizing a piece of chalk from within the pocket of his grey-and-scarlet suit, he hastily drew a pentacle on the pavement, got a better grasp on Megan, shut his eyes, and stepped into the center of the symbol. The two immediately vanished from sight, the pentacle along with them.
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