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Post by Leslie Jones on Apr 20, 2008 0:46:31 GMT -5
Leslie sat on the couch. His head was pounding. He had not killed a human in at least 3 days. He was waiting for when April wanted to go out on a hunt. He hoped she would want to soon.
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Post by April Jones on Apr 20, 2008 0:50:19 GMT -5
April walked into the living room and found Leslie sitting there on the couch. she sensed his hunger and leaned against the threshold "Leslie, you know we have that basement with people in it." She said smiling.
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Post by Leslie Jones on Apr 20, 2008 19:33:47 GMT -5
"Whats the fun in that? I like them to struggle a bit and all the ones downstairs have faced that they are going to die and are ok with it! Plus I'm sick of BEING IN THIS DAMN HOUSE! I WANT FRESH MEAT!", Leslie yelled.
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Post by April Jones on Apr 20, 2008 19:36:43 GMT -5
April walked over to her husband and sat on his lap wrapping her arms around his neck. "Luv, I'm not the one keeping you here. You are." She said kissing his forehead to try and calm him.
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Post by Leslie Jones on Apr 20, 2008 19:41:34 GMT -5
Leslie bowed his head. "Then come with me. We havent been out to hunt togather in ages." He said. His fangs were now starting to show and everybody knows when a Farcous vampires fangs show he is hungry.
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Post by April Jones on Apr 20, 2008 19:43:34 GMT -5
April smiled. "Alright. It'll be fun." She said removing one arm from around Leslie's neck and lifing his chin and kissing him.
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