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Angels and Ministers of Grace, Defend Us!; Be thy intents wicked or charitable..
Topic Started: Apr 30 2006, 12:17 PM (741 Views)
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“It doesn’t matter any more…” Mers said sternly, looking forward, the city was mere minutes away now, if that. Kicking the accelerator just a bit he edged the ‘bike’ forward, pushing its limits and capacity. Mers always loved to push things, try to see what things could and couldn’t do, it was a hobby really, but a shaded one, from casual limits in conversation, until how much pressure could be put on someone until they snapped, it was an unhealthy fascination but he didn’t let that stop him.

“There’s nothing for me there nor here…” He spoke slowly and hatefully, spiting the words that he had just used, he would need to turn it back around, “Save you of course, lovely…” He said in what sounded like a forced happy tone. Words weren’t easy for him unless he was with someone he genuinely liked, and Grace, she was a relative, that manifested bond that had to be there, how he loathed it.
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