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audio - while she's mia
Date: 2018-03-12 07:19 am (UTC)From:Please call me back, okay? Tell me what I did wrong and I'll apologize properly.
I'm sorry.
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Date: 2018-03-12 07:31 am (UTC)From:[She sounds curious and surprisingly calm? ]
You didn't do anyzhing to chase me avay Eliot.
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Date: 2018-03-12 07:34 am (UTC)From:[Totally not a relieved sob here.] I thought... Maybe I'd done something horrendous and it had slipped through my memory... I'm glad you're okay!
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Date: 2018-03-12 07:44 am (UTC)From:You didn't do a zhing Eliot. I vas...preoccupied making myself reacquainted vith a few friends.
[And she may have been involved in a fight or two.]
Zo I am surprised you vorried over me~. How cute of you.
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Date: 2018-03-12 10:18 pm (UTC)From:Re: text;
Date: 2018-03-12 10:23 pm (UTC)From:I have been getting reacquainted with old friends as of late.
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Date: 2018-03-12 10:29 pm (UTC)From:Is all well? I figured that something happened regarding the chaos Marco brought.
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Date: 2018-03-16 06:03 pm (UTC)From:Re: [Video]
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Date: 2018-03-16 07:23 pm (UTC)From:Anyway, so they got this award show thing they do 'round here an' they make it a big fuss with like nominations an' shit, y'know what I'm talkin' 'bout. Best Nose Licker or whatever. Folk claps an' cheers an' all that shit. But then after there's a bigass fancy party with a band an' dancin', an' I's wonderin' if y'd like t' go with me. Whatcha think?
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Date: 2018-06-18 03:28 am (UTC)From:"So. Are you still alive and still breathing, Huntress?"
It was a title that he hadn't call her for a very long time.
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Date: 2018-06-18 04:17 am (UTC)From:He hadn't made any effort to claim her... so, she didn't have to worry, right? Though being called huntress by him makes her pause. He's never called her that..at least not that she remembered.
"Yes, I am."
Simple.. she managed to keep her voice steady at least.
"Vat do you vant Zamiel?"
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Date: 2018-06-18 11:11 pm (UTC)From:Alucard took a sip of gin slowly, savoring the flavor. There is silence at first. She can hear the sound of glasses tinkering in the background. Sounds of a bar. There's no music being played tonight. A quiet night.
"So, had you been sleeping well?"
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Date: 2018-07-07 02:57 pm (UTC)From:Re: 7/3 Text
Date: 2018-07-07 05:17 pm (UTC)From:I can handle snark and will dish it right back if I have to. But if he does manage to bite, I'm not putting up with it. And... thanks for the torture and fire things heads up.
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Date: 2018-07-07 05:26 pm (UTC)From:If all else fails, talk to Grell about him or give me a head's up.
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Date: 2018-07-26 10:32 pm (UTC)From:When she opens the parcel later that night, it turns out to be a big stuffed rabbit doll, with floppy ears and sapphire blue eyes made of glass with a pair of plastic glasses. The rabbit was a custom made one. Hanging around the doll's neck is a glass vial of blood, Alucard's blood.
The doll's arms are crossed, hugging a letter rested on it's chest, written in his handwriting on the envelope, in script addressed to her: "To my Huntress"]
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Date: 2018-07-26 11:25 pm (UTC)From:Rip absently takes a seat at the counter and reads the letter going over it several times. At the last half of the letter, she has to wipe away tears from under her glasses every time her eyes roam over the words. Eventually, she sets the letter down and takes another look at the rabbit, her hands gently caressing the fur before hesitantly taking the vial in her fingers. She knows what it is, there's no doubt in her mind that it's his blood.
And Rip isn't sure how to feel about all of this. She's angry, sad...and resigned that he's left her again. However, at least this time he managed said goodbye in his own way and left her with something to remember him by and a lot to think about.
Rip hadn't always understood what love was or knew how. It took certain people in her life to show her and she couldn't deny she was better for it.. stronger for it. Someday, she would meet Zamiel again and they'd be able to...harmonize and watch the sunrises and sunsets together.
Someday.
Until then, there will always be a part of her heart reserved for her dear Zamiel. ]
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Date: 2019-03-11 08:12 pm (UTC)From:[Audio]-Inbox
Date: 2019-04-15 08:38 am (UTC)From:Re: [Audio]-Inbox
Date: 2019-04-15 02:36 pm (UTC)From:[She might sound too interested.]
Vat's zhe latest news~?
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Date: 2019-04-15 05:18 pm (UTC)From:[He wants to kiss and tell, but he's not mean about things and doesn't want to embarrass anyone.]
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From:Christmas Day 2019
Date: 2019-12-27 04:14 pm (UTC)From:Inside is a box of home-made sugar cookies. In the shape of trees, stars, and gingerbread men.
It shouldn't be too hard to figure out who this box of treats came from. Along with the gifts is a Christmas card.]
Hope today brings you a bit of joy and happy new year!
Merry Christmas,
Vash the Stampede
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Date: 2020-01-01 10:33 pm (UTC)From:Thank you for zhe gift Vash, zhe cookies are adorable und velcomed.
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Date: 2020-01-04 12:21 pm (UTC)From: