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Post by nightlyclockworkmoon on Aug 9, 2015 23:21:18 GMT -6
They flew upwards and to the door.
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Post by Narwhalia on Aug 9, 2015 23:22:22 GMT -6
Noir then kicked down the door
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Post by nightlyclockworkmoon on Aug 9, 2015 23:28:09 GMT -6
Her father stood in shock. H..How?
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Post by Narwhalia on Aug 9, 2015 23:28:45 GMT -6
"you never confiscated my weaponry" she said pointing the gun to his head
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Post by nightlyclockworkmoon on Aug 9, 2015 23:31:13 GMT -6
Why you lil.... He stared down his daughter of whom hid.
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Post by Narwhalia on Aug 9, 2015 23:33:16 GMT -6
she holstered her pistol and kicked him in the gut before taking porcelain to the bike and driving off with her on the back
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Post by nightlyclockworkmoon on Aug 9, 2015 23:46:13 GMT -6
Porcelain was holding on and holding her body on her face, she hadnt seen her face
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Post by Narwhalia on Aug 9, 2015 23:49:55 GMT -6
Noir's black mane blew in the wind above Porcelain's head her cutiemark was covered by her pants as they drove down the desert road
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Post by nightlyclockworkmoon on Aug 9, 2015 23:56:22 GMT -6
Porcelain blushed, she was so pretty.
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Post by Narwhalia on Aug 9, 2015 23:58:48 GMT -6
she soon sighed as the bike began slowing down "damn it....we're nearly outta fuel" she said
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Post by nightlyclockworkmoon on Aug 9, 2015 23:59:54 GMT -6
Hmmmm~.... She sighed. I... I can fly you...
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Post by Narwhalia on Aug 10, 2015 0:03:23 GMT -6
she shook her head "trust me this bike can drive much faster than you can fly" she said "there should be a fuel station up ahead
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Post by nightlyclockworkmoon on Aug 10, 2015 0:16:24 GMT -6
O...okay... She shuddered gently.
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Post by Narwhalia on Aug 10, 2015 0:17:07 GMT -6
they soon arrived as Noir began refilling the tank
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Post by nightlyclockworkmoon on Aug 10, 2015 0:20:59 GMT -6
Porcelain sat on a bench after she bought her newfound friend some food
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