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Burning Rejection



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Wed May 23, 2018 6:22 pm
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He stops looking down and blushing in his mortal form, "I am sorry, I was mothering wasn't I?"
  





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Wed May 23, 2018 6:41 pm
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"Its fine."
I am literally a walking sarcasm vending machine!
  





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Thu May 24, 2018 12:17 pm
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Linki looks at her again recovered, "What is our next class?"
  





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Thu May 24, 2018 12:50 pm
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"Art."
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Thu May 24, 2018 1:24 pm
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"Art, well are there any rules?" Linki looks at her not realizing how bizarre his question seemed.
  





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Thu May 24, 2018 1:25 pm
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"Rules? Hmm what kind do you mean?" I put a hand on my hip.
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"The day, which was one of the first of spring, cheered even me by the loveliness of its sunshine and the balminess of the air. I felt emotions of gentleness and pleasure, that had long appeared dead, revive within me. Half surprised by the novelty of these sensations, I allowed myself to be borne away by them, and forgetting my solitude and deformity, dared to be happy."
— Mary Shelley, Frankenstein