

A.N.A.C4 SparringBEEP! BEEP! BEEP! "Damn it!" Kagome growled, as she turned off the cursed object. She sprung out of bed, and quickly changed into a training outfit. She wore a pair of weighted black training pants, a weighted black tank top, with a silver dog in front and a navy blue crescent moon on the back, a pair of heavy, elbow-length, black training gloves, and heavy black training boots. Her hair was pulled into a bun, with a braid coming off of it. She ran her usual mile, and came back to find Logan waiting for her wearing baggy gray sweats, a navy blue men's tank top, fingerless black gloves, and black combat boots.A.N.A.C4 Sparring
He smirk
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La lluvia no es mas que el llanto de los ángeles que ya no están aquí.
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The rain is not but that the cry of the angels that they are no longer here.
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May the force be with you
98% of deviants don't know the difference between "your" and "you're". If you're one of the 2% that does, copy and paste this into your signature.
~Your Stalker ♥
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The brightest sunset colors fade into the night, which is darkest at the edge of the moon.
Chapter 8 is in my beta's hands and 9 on my desk. hahah So keep an eye out.
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I Write
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My other account, which has more than writing: ~InuYashaSesshomaru.
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Cheers.
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I hate going to weddings. All the grandmas would poke me saying, "your next!" They stopped that when I started doing that to them at funerals.
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Matt: I'd like to meet Jesus Christ. Eh just because I'd be interested to know how he did it all. You know what I mean? You know...making fish out of bushes and stuff.
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