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Opinion by SilverWings13 posted ·7 дней назад
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"Now they know what Ты are."

Not long after, a knock came at the young man's door. Marcus Antoni Rurik set down the jackets he had been trying to decide between to go to the door. He froze at the sight before him. The redhead had been forced to clean up nicely. Her red locks were straightened to a sheen, make-up smoothed over her features, and a well-fitted dress hugged her well-toned body. Aside from the chains around her wrists, Анастасия Romanov looked like she actually belonged in his family's castle.
"Miss Romanov, how can I help you?" Marcus asked, crossing his strong arms over his chest. The girl ducked her head in what the male knew was only feigned respect. "Can we talk in private?"
The Rurik boy looked at her guards and motioned for them to stay where they were, then stepped back to let the young girl into his room. She moved with a gracefulness that surprised him.
"Well?"
"I want your help, please. Not for me, but for my brother."
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Article by khanna266 posted ·16 дней назад
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Hey... It's me Khanna. It feels weird calling myself that now. Hehe. Um, it's been so long since I've been on here. I don't know if many of Ты remember me, but I remember Ты guys. At least the older members that is. I remember when I used to talk to Ты guys for hours and hours. RPing, chatting and who knows what else. This club, this place, it means a lot to me. Ты guys have дана me so many good memories and I'll cherish them forever. I feel so nostalgic right now just typing this. It's so weird how much we grow as people. I've been making еще art than ever in these past two to three years, and I'm (hopefully) going to college Далее semester. It feels so strange. When I first got on Fanpop I was like 12. Wow. I'm fucking NINETEEN now guys. That's huge. I feel so weird right now, but that's not why I'm typing this right now. I wanna say thank Ты to everyone on here who gave me some of the best years in life. Y'know I had like no Друзья in middle school except for Ты guys. This place was like an escape for me. A whole other world to be honest.
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Opinion by SilverWings13 posted ·17 дней назад
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Anastasia Romanova II
The sequel two-shot to link

"Why did Ты interfere?"

The air was stifling with so many people crammed into the room. The Ruriks lined one side of the room with their matching dark hair uniting them. Facing them stood dozen of strangers in colorful clothing. They were here for the spectacle. Ana felt a drop of sweat run a path down her spine as she stared at the man sitting at the head of the room. His dark hair mixed with grey the only separation between him and his sons. Grand robes pooled around his chair on the raised platform where he presided like a judge over the room.
With the rest, Ana's eyes darted to the doors as they slammed open. In they dragged a man with hair as white as snow, but dirtied by blood and mud. The guards held him up by either arm, dragging his injured leg behind him. Ana could tell by the dirty bandages around his leg and chest that the Ruriks cared little for keeping his wounds clean.
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Guide by Robin_Love posted ·24 дней назад
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LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Ena Sikora
Reason или meaning of name: Graceful; Bird
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Style/Color: Blonde, long
Height: 5’9
Clothing Style: Modern
Best Physical Feature: Hair

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: well…..
Your Guilty Pleasure: Uh...sunflower seeds
Your Biggest Pet Peeve: Witches (Mean people)
Your Ambition for the Future: Be famous

LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS
Your First Thoughts Waking Up: Coffee
What Ты Think About the Most: Dance
What Ты Think About Before Bed: Man I’m tired
Ты Think Your Best Quality Is: My sense of humor (Sarcasm)

LAYER FOUR: WHAT’S BETTER?
Single или Group Dates: Single hehe
To be Loved или Respected: Ask me later
Beauty или Brains: Beauty, in my business
Собаки или Cats: Hmm….birds

LAYER FIVE: DO YOU?
Lie: Duh!
Believe in Yourself: Not always
Believe in Love: Not really
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Fan fiction by MafiaYJ posted ·1 месяц назад
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Warning: A tad gorey?

“She’s been missing for days, Adrian” Ethan raged from the other side of Adrian’s desk, “ I haven’t even been able to see her anywhere! That should be impossible!” On the other side, Adrian was scanning through the time scrolls. She had to be somewhere. How was he the calm one in this situation? It was like the two Watchers switched roles.
Standing in a corner was Nereus with Esther, who’d reported Babylon missing on Sunday, it was currently Saturday.
The tension in the room had made Esther fussy earlier but now she was asleep in Nereus’s arms, peacefully unaware of what was going on around her.
Angela, despite her angelic appearance, paused in her Поиск through the time orbs to glare at Ethan as he paced around the room.
“Can Ты stop that!” Angela snapped at him.
“I can’t think when you’re doing that, and i’m certain you’re making the human unsettled!” All eyes fell to Nereus now who сказал(-а) nothing and only rocked Esther. He couldn’t believe Babylon would abandon them again. He thought she was over this dying thing once they had Esther.
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Fan fiction by SilverWings13 posted ·2 месяцев назад
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This totally messes with the ToF timeline, sowwz KFf~

Hailey paused in the doorway, her message dying on her lips. It was rude to spy on someone, but the way his shoulders slumped вперед with the weight of the world, face hidden in his hand, rigid and still as stone, made her hesitate. "It's not your fault," she stated finally. As expected, he straightened with the emotions wiped from his face. He wouldn't let her see him weak, not now. Even with his shoulder in a sling, his leg mutilated, his neck heavily bandaged, discipline brought a sternest to his posture that made her hesitate to even consider him injured.
"I shouldn't have Остаться в живых my temper," he replied quietly. He averted his eyes from her as his composure faltered. "I know how fragile she is. I just...she wouldn't stop asking why, over and over, and I just exploded."
"You're allowed to be frustrated sometimes," she pointed out, even knowing the words were Остаться в живых on someone who had tried to shake years of having the emotions beat out of him, but reverted back to his old ways. "You both were heated. Ты can apologize later."
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Fan fiction by Robin_Love posted ·2 месяцев назад
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Tara
Because it needed to be done.

Selfish. That’s what she was. As she stood out in the freezing rain like she had the snow the Назад night, that was the only word that came to mind. She shivered but pressed onwards as she let her salty tears mix with the rain. He had been right for some of it. She hadn’t asked. For her own sake and even for his. But she hadn’t expected him to say everything else. She had thrown the ring at him in her hurt, and the loss of it was evident on her finger. She sniffled and made her way into the darkness, leaning against a tree. Selfish and unwanted. That’s what she was. Her lower lip shook and she had to bite it to keep from sobbing. She hated herself. Pulling her куртка tighter around her, she went back to walking. She had been running for hours and was becoming weak. But she had no one else to count on now. She was alone. She shivered again and couldn’t stop her tears as she suddenly collapsed. Curling up, she sobbed uncontrollably. She was unwanted. And her сердце was broken because of it.
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Fan fiction by Robin_Love posted ·2 месяцев назад
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Cat
LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Cat. C-A-T Cat
Reason или meaning of name: um.....I'm a cat....
Eye Color: purple
Hair Style/Color: it varies. and black
Height: I'm short!!! (4'11")
Clothing Style: Uhm....cute
Best Physical Feature: My ears

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: No..........
Your Guilty Pleasure: COOKIE DOUGH~
Your Biggest Pet Peeve: I don't have a pet (She hates name callers)
Your Ambition for the Future: My what?

LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS
Your First Thoughts Waking Up: Sleep
What Ты Think About the Most: Scoooooooooott
What Ты Think About Before Bed: Sleep
Ты Think Your Best Quality Is: Umm.......my personality

LAYER FOUR: WHAT’S BETTER?
Single или Group Dates: Single
To be Loved или Respected: Loved
Beauty или Brains: Both!!!!
Собаки или Cats: Really? >.>

LAYER FIVE: DO YOU?
Lie: Sometimes
Believe in Yourself: No
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Guide by XxKFforeverXx posted ·2 месяцев назад
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I can’t sleep soooooooo bby Callie! <3

LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Calypso “Callie” Antigone Rurik
Reason или meaning of name: The meanings take foreeeeeeeeeever to explain.. I prefer the tl;dr.. “seductress nymph”!
Eye Color: Like.. an ocean blue.
Hair Style/Color: Tawny brown. Just look at whatever color Dad’s hair is and it’s that. It’s down just past my shoulders and I have these really cute bangs too.
Height: ummmmmmm well right now I’m like 5’3
Clothing Style: Umm, kinda grungy? But I also really like skirts and bows and honestly it’s a mixed style.
Best Physical Feature: *chews on lip thoughtfully* my... oooh! oooh! Definitely my eyes~

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: Losing my parents and brother..
Your Guilty Pleasure: I eat арахис масло, сливочное масло straight from the jar.. I also really like to be a pain in my parent’s ass~
Your Biggest Pet Peeve: I actually cannot stand people that chew with their mouth open.
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Fan fiction by Robin_Love posted ·2 месяцев назад
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Just something I thought of. I think it’s not quite yet a год but the story came to me. Enjoy

The soft lullaby filled the room as the clock turned 2:00. The sun was tucked away to sleep, much like the girl in bed. A shadow crossed the room, coming closer. A sudden flash of metal, and the girl faced her intruder, claws out.
“You could have died!”
The капот, худ fell away to reveal piercing icy blue eyes.
“I needed someone...”
The implication of his words caused her to lower her guard and sheath her claws. She made room on the постель, кровати and he sat, staring into a dark abyss.
“Has it already been a whole year?”
He nodded and his eyes turned into sorrow.
“One год since she broke it off...”
The girl stayed quiet and let the Музыка from her box fill the room.
“Are Ты okay?”
He laughed bitterly.
“Of course not! She was the one and my damned luck worked out so I Остаться в живых her!”
“Don’t level your anger at me!”
He snapped his mouth shut and glared at the moon for mocking his wounded heart.
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Fan fiction by SilverWings13 posted ·2 месяцев назад
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Part 3
Her first breath of clean air burned Hailey's lungs. Her painful coughs were echoed by her fireman as he set her down in the cool трава past the дерево line. They were far from the heat of the house burning like a piece of paper incinerating in a bonfire.
"Ça va?" Aleksander managed after a few minutes, albeit hoarsely. "Are Ты okay? Did Ты get burned at all?"
The young woman shook her head, on her hands and knees as she took deep, slow breaths. Cool night air caressed her bare skin. She was grateful for her earlier judgement in leaving her stifling dress in the wine cellar and her even earlier judgement in wearing black laced underwear rather than something the soot staining her skin would ruin.
"I'm fine, Aleksander," she replied breathlessly. She raised her head and choked his name out again. Her rescuer sat close beside her in the grass. His suit, so carefully prepared to meet the Crown Prince, was charred crisp around his shoulders. She stared at them as they halted stiffly with burning breaths like her own. The soot stained his white hair a dark grey. Black coated his skin, smeared along his cheek Кости and down his sharp jaw where...
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Fan fiction by SilverWings13 posted ·2 месяцев назад
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The party leapt from their chairs, the advisor and trade miniter’s son taking up posts in front their prince.
A woosh of wind billowed through the entryway. The stench of smoke followed. Hailey screamed as a masked juggernaut in metal armor barged into the dining room hauling a flame thrower. She quickly dunked under the таблица for cover as flames were dowsed over the walls and floor, making the men jump back. Hailey suddenly heard a scream from the trade minister's son that made her stomach twist. The stench of burning flesh burned her eyes. Her fear pushed her to jump up and make a run to the kitchen. The closest door was into the wine cellar, where she ran into and yanked the door shut. She panted and coughed, smoke beginning to crawl into her lungs.
The young woman tried to listen for the stomps of the огонь wielding giant, but the roar of flames was building. The handle of the door grew warm. Hailey quickly yanked her hand away, stummbling back, down the stairs. She whirled around for a place to escape, but the wine cellar proved windowless.
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Fan fiction by SilverWings13 posted ·3 месяцев назад
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Wind howled outside, shaking the shutters. Hailey fought the urge to reach for her soft silk robe. She wore a bright yellow dress, a proud color of the family she represented tonight. Not even the threat of cold could convince her to appear any less finessed.
The woman’s reveries was broken by the arrival of her visitors. She stood politely as the entourage of diplomats entered and bowed deeply. “Konichiwa, Your Highness.”
The Crown Prince of Япония returned a shallower bow. He was younger than Hailey had expected. “Your rebel king has chosen not to Присоединиться us?” he asked with barely hidden disappointment. Hailey cleared her throat to hide her laugh. She too had once been enamored by the romantic idea of a young king fighting for good against an evil power, like something out of an old story. Maybe she still was.
“My liege will be joining us shortly,” she answered. “He asked that Ты all make yourselves comfortable until he arrives. My name is Hailey. I’m an honored ward and sworn emissary of House Romanov.”
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Fan fiction by XxKFforeverXx posted ·4 месяцев назад
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Callie leaned on one hand, her blue eyes sweeping around the school cafeteria. A sigh came from her ruby red-tinted lips at finding who she was looking for. Jaime then leaned over her shoulder, his eyes directed in the same way as hers. He smirked and dropped the tray of Еда beside her, causing Callie to nearly jump out of her skin. "Take a picture, it lasts longer~ " He grinned, chuckling at the glare he was given. "Why do Ты insist on torturing me?" She asked with a pout, batting her long eyelashes. "I must carry on tradition." Jaime replied with a grin, opening the молоко carton that sat on the tray. "Just because Fang tortured Mom when they were younger, does not mean Ты get to tease me. Especially over boys." Callie whined out and sighed and adjusted her glasses. "I'm only teasing Ты because Ты have interesting taste." He snickered. "You know who he is, right?" Jaime asked as he began to dig around in his backpack. "Huh? No, he just moved here.." She whirled around and smirked at him. "And Ты do?" She leaned forward, wiggling her eyebrows at him. Jaime snorted, tossing his head back, his ravenette hair flipping from his face. "Tch, I know everyone." He added as he searched...
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Guide by Robin_Love posted ·4 месяцев назад
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Had to jump on this before anyone else did (KFF, Silver)


Name: Adrien Agreste
Alias: Chat Noir
Powers: Claws of destruction, poison fangs
History: Adrien is an only child and owns his late father's fencing studio, Camelot Sword Play. He himself knows how to fence as well as several other forms of self defense. He is only 17 but known to be the country's youngest businessman. Adrien lives in Paris, France with his mother, who runs a small bakery. He Остаться в живых his father only a few years назад but has accomplished much. He attends school still despite his schedule and is quick to make enough time for the few true Друзья he has.
Notes: Adrien is the reincarnation of King Arthur of Camelot. He is known to be ambitious and forthcoming. While he is guarded, he is also friendly and easy to trust as he keeps few secrets. He enjoys studying English Literature. His best friend is Alix Penn.
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Guide by Robin_Love posted ·4 месяцев назад
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Name: Lancelot Morgan
Nickname: Lance
Occupation: Knight
Ethnicity: Romanian
Race: Vampire
Story: Lance was born into an aristocratic family. He was raised in the royal court and befriended the young prince he was charged to protect. When tragedy struck, he brought the prince to safety. He took care of him for years until the prince grew into a man. He is now among those loyal to him and is a trusted friend.
Facts: Lance is by nature very bookish. He prefers words to fists even though he is trained in several different form of self defense and sword play. He is very close to his old charge now friend. He often finds himself caring for him when no one else will. The two share a close bond and he’d give his life for his friend.

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Opinion by SilverWings13 posted ·5 месяцев назад
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Hailey was first aware of the glass digging into her cheek, then the ringing in her ears. From her awkward angle on her back, she could see where the door had been smashed inward. Cracks spiderwebbed across the window pane.
A horrible screeching filled the wrecked limo as the door was pried off its hinges. Hailey raised an arm against the glass raining down as the door was yanked away, revealing the night sky. The stars were so abundant that it was easy to find the trail of smoke smudging out the dots of light.
Hailey grabbed ahold of the arms reaching down. Her left shoulder protested, but her сердце was pounding louder than the screaming pain. The mansion was exploding again and again in her mind. And Aleksander, standing on the balcony above the crowd, the epaulettes on his shoulders winking beneath the chandeliers. Even as she was lifted from the wreckage, Hailey scrambled to her feet. She needed to get to the house, to the last place she had seen her best friend alive.
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Fan fiction by Robin_Love posted ·6 месяцев назад
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Name: Jessie

Likes: Gardening

Best Friend: Joan

Loves: Animals

Dislikes: Poaching

Worst Habit: Sleeping at her desk

Personal Secret: Vegetarian
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Fan fiction by SilverWings13 posted ·6 месяцев назад
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Octavia
“Ana, are Ты ready?”
The teenager was deaf to her name. Octavia sighed and went to the bedroom where the younger had gone to get dressed. “If you’re getting cold feet, it’s a little late for that—”
She paused in the doorway. Ana stood in front of the full-length mirror, staring at her reflection. Her curls bleached coppery blonde from years in the Десерт sun, Octavia had referred to Ana’s dark roots to dye her hair its natural dark auburn. The soft waives were tamed into a bun, circled by an elegant braid like a mock crown. A few ringlets escaped to frame Ana’s face, where her freckles were made invisible by light foundation, and the Eastern-European миндальный, миндаль shape of her eyes were accented by dark mascara and eyeliner. Even the dress, a light cream color, made the young woman look еще like her Queen grandmother. It modestly covered all of her skin, with a loose bodice, billowing sleeves, and long skirt. A diamond and obsidian choker twinkled around her neck with matching studs sparkling in her newly pierced ears. The платье, бальное платье shaped her body into something mature, but the golden bow around her waist and crown braided into her hair made her...
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Fan fiction by XxKFforeverXx posted ·6 месяцев назад
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Nudge paused as she entered the room, her chattering with the brunette beside her slowing. She rose an eyebrow in confusion at the three siblings laughing and hugging. "There's еще of you?" Jaime looked up at the sound and let go, running over and hugging onto her tightly. She blinked before slowly hugging him. 'I'm so confused." Nudge grabbed his shoulder, pushing him back to stare at him, lowering a few inches to get eye level with the boy. "You look just like him, wow." She leaned back up, patting her head as Jack held up the polaroid, snapping a picture of him. "What's your name, kiddo?" He asked, waving around the developing photo. Jaime looked at him in confusion before giving him a quite "Jaime" as a reply. He took a long look at the male. "You don't look like Ca-" Mel drove a hard fist into his back, earning a cough from Jaime. He turned to look at Mel and she stared at him. His eyes widened in realization before he turned back to the two, who didn't seem to notice the slip-up he nearly had. "Jack.." His voice was quiet and the brunette hardly heard his name. Jack smiled and wrote the name on the back of the polaroid before dropping it into his bag. Jaime was about...
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Fan fiction by Eclipse-YJ posted ·7 месяцев назад
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She laid her forehead harder against the wall, staring at the concrete in frustration.
"This voice...this new voice. Go...way..."
"You can't run away from fate. I found Ты for a reason. I bound my soul with yours for a reason...Pandora. "

The sheer sound of that word sparked a burning rage inside her. "Do not call me that!" she snarled slashing her head to look behind her. Her eyes were met only with the emptiness of the room. She turned her gaze back to the Стена the concrete felt cold on her temple bringing her back to reality. Her сердце quietened down.

"what should I call Ты then if not your birth name?"

Pandora flicked back up her изумруд eyes glaring hard into the Космос in front of her. Adamantium talons peaked out from beneath her nails instinctively.

"X maybe?"
"Stop it." Her voice growled squeezing her eyes shut clasping her ear tightly, claws digging into her flesh.
"Or Weapon X?"
"No." Pandora whimpered tapping her temple against the wall.
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Opinion by SilverWings13 posted ·7 месяцев назад
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When her client arrived, she recognized him this time. That night he had shown up, drunk and defeated, he had been a stranger to her. But now he was back to himself: neatly combed platinum blonde hair, impeccable three piece suit, confident smile on his lips.
“You look nice,” he told her as he led her by the arm down the stairs. Men usually wanted to take the back stairs to avoid being seen with escorts, but he did nothing to hide his place with her. Everyone in the brothel knew the young man was one of their own. “You look nervous,” he added as they stepped out into the brisk night air.
“We’ve never gone out before like this. I’m your informant, Aleksander. I know the people Ты deal with, and I...” She stopped as he put a hand on her arm to gently steer her to face him.
“Hailey, I would never put Ты in harms way,” Aleksander promised. “The instant Ты start to feel uncomfortable, I’ll take Ты home, okay?” He smiled, and she suddenly found herself flashing her fangs as she grinned and nodded along. No wonder he’s so successful in his plans, she thought, when he’s this persuasive.
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Fan fiction by Robin_Love posted ·7 месяцев назад
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Ты know that Ты need to do this. The last thing сказал(-а) to her rang in her ears. She growled softly as she tread through the mountains. A faint line of smoke directed her to the destination. Before getting too close, she transformed to her cat form and then moved closer. The soft, deep voices of two scouts hushed upon her arrival. She mewed softly as they let her into the secret base. She glanced around before heading through, the map they had drilled in her head helping her Переместить through the compound. She stopped suddenly, her сердце aching. Shaking her head, she pushed past the painful memory of a boy with white hair and hurried to controls. She changed inside the hidden safe. She gasped as the воротник around her dug into her neck and sent electricity through her body. She grabbed what she needed and the воротник stopped. She gasped and choked before she ran out, rushing for the exit. She couldn’t remember the Далее few минуты that passed by, but she remembered the tears in her eyes as the mountain exploded, her watching from a distance…
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Opinion by SilverWings13 posted ·9 месяцев назад
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For weeks, the siblings had gone over their plan again and again. Now, as Ana stood in the замок библиотека leaning against her grandfather’s desk, staring at a geode emitting a holographic model of the room they were invading, she could have recited the plan herself. So she did.
“When I arrive, they’ll check me for weapons at the door, so—“
“You’ll have your Glock on Ты since the guards expect it, but you’re prepared to be weaponless anyway,” Ana interrupted. The hologram zoomed in to focus on the front door. Aleksander nodded and continued.
“I’ll go into the room alone, except for my plus one, though she’s really only there for my cover—“
“And you’ll actually be there alone, unarmed, to socialize and Показать yourself off as Prince Alexi Romanov’s heir.”
“All the while, I’ll—“
“Be spreading the truth, exposing Magnus as a rotten, conniving pig who’s been planning to use us against the Red Army and current government of Russia, all without telling his own people, the White Army.”
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Opinion by SilverWings13 posted ·9 месяцев назад
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It was her brother's idea of apologizing. Every time Ana left for an errand, или to go for a run as she had done two hours ago, she returned to find a new contribution to the ancient two-bedroom cabin. Yesterday it had been a pile of dry firewood, the день before a repaired кухня window. She had considered tossing the logs into the freezing river или shattering the window with a stone, but despite her anger, those resources allowed her to stay in the dilapidated кабина away from the замок where her brother lived like the false prince he was. The freezing mountain side was unfamiliar territory to the xerophytic young woman. As if to remind her of her codependency, Ana's stomach growled at the smell of today's gift: a hand basket of freshly baked хлеб left on the кабина doorstep.
Ana took the key from the inside pocket of her thermal jogging pants-another gift from her guilty patron-and used it to open the cabin's aluminum door, already half-way through a baguette. There were also fruits, meats, and crackers to be washed down with чай waiting in the кухня to help replace the thousand или so calories the young woman had burnt on her 12 mile morning run. They were simple foods...
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