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Jun 29, 2008 2:21:56 GMT -5
Post by Aziraphale on Jun 29, 2008 2:21:56 GMT -5
"N- no, never. Don't even think it..."
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Jun 29, 2008 2:26:47 GMT -5
Post by Herbert von Krolock on Jun 29, 2008 2:26:47 GMT -5
"Because if you ever did... I would be nothing without you, nothing at all."
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Jun 29, 2008 2:34:17 GMT -5
Post by Aziraphale on Jun 29, 2008 2:34:17 GMT -5
"That's not true, you know," *he said gently.*
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Jun 29, 2008 2:43:11 GMT -5
Post by Herbert von Krolock on Jun 29, 2008 2:43:11 GMT -5
He pulled the angel close to him again and kissed him while clinging to him with his arms and spreading an inordinate amount of blood as he did so.
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Jun 29, 2008 2:45:29 GMT -5
Post by Aziraphale on Jun 29, 2008 2:45:29 GMT -5
*He kissed him back very gently, smoothing back his mussed hair.*
"You know, you've ruined more of my shirts in the past weeks..." *he said, his tone gently teasing.*
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Jun 29, 2008 5:35:05 GMT -5
Post by Herbert von Krolock on Jun 29, 2008 5:35:05 GMT -5
"If mine can recover, so can yours."
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Post by Aziraphale on Jul 1, 2008 7:09:36 GMT -5
"Well, yes," *he said with a small smile.* "But it's just not the same."
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Jul 1, 2008 16:04:02 GMT -5
Post by Herbert von Krolock on Jul 1, 2008 16:04:02 GMT -5
A strange feeling came over him, and Herbert slowly realized that for the first time in his existence, he regretted drinking from someone.
He did not like this feeling, and he snarled slightly.
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Jul 1, 2008 17:00:40 GMT -5
Post by Aziraphale on Jul 1, 2008 17:00:40 GMT -5
*Aziraphale frowned, confused again.*
"Herbert, are you-"
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