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HAPPY BIRTHDAY

AGLAIA!

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Today, a few years old, came into the world aglaiacallia , ladies! And if known, but that does not know that is not important to say: She is love! It's a girl when it comes, arrives with force, company loyalty and a lot to offer and today, as is their day, could only givealso something to it.

I hope you like!

Disclaimer: "My life as a romantic comedy is not my own, none of the versions that are on the livejournal, including those of my dear aglaiacallia , because everything, all the universe and its characters Guess? Yes, they are hers.

Duties of a younger brother

Ben knew he could look like a clueless. Well, I was fine, he admitted that he was a clueless in many ways, such as when seeing Lorraine was laughing in the midst of one of his fights a little more violent than necessary Vincent, and realized that it was with his mouth half open and you will hear anyone say something ... until I had ever had to wipe drool. Or when it was drawing to relax a bit in the middle of a job and looked up to realize that two hours had passed, the work was waiting and starving.

Okay, Ben admitted it, ervery confused. But when it came to important things that have to do with her older sister, they seemed to leap to the eye quickly. He realized how he was going to the office, she said, spy, spy but was worse than Get Smart. He realized how sonreíay looked down at times, mostly when a certain person was in the same place. Also, talks with Lorraine, eyes full of intimations of the redhead and denials of his sister. Also, saw Anne seemed to be looking at something or someone when going to talk to him.

had been givenaware of all that and also who was responsible for that behavior in it. Because that smile, that look down and that little bit of blush on the face of her sister were given only when his boss was in the same place that it or when Anne was watching him, as his sister, pretending that he did , a.

However, while Lorraine sometimes wanted to talk to him about it, as if he needed an office gossip buddy, Ben was the other way. If Anne was still in denial, not to tell Lorraine yes, Will he liked, he would be, too. It was thego and a loyal brother to Anne Ely knew to stick to it. Also, I was hoping that her sister approached him to ask any questions "as if such a thing" of the head and thus I could help in the matter. Will had spent his standards as a "potential partner for my sister" ... exceeded.

What we never imagined was that "the question as if such a thing" would happen with the other "digit" of the equation. Because, of course, could be the boss not her sister but, after seeing"signals" in it, its much more hidden antenna that of Lorraine, had been lit. Seen as the chief began to see every so often to the "hiding" of Anne or the desk of Lorraine Maso less around the time of coffee or lunch. Also, when her sister finally appeared, he magically unemployed or told him it was time for a break and ended up chatting a bit with them before you go to eat and ...

also realized that day, the boss looked at these sites over the account and una slight smile, even though Ben had thought it would be in a bad mood at the stupid accident. He smiled, something had happened between her sister and Will! Only

had to take tea in Lorraine (never give coffee to Lorraine, never!) As an excuse and she had approached him to tell the gossip yesterday with frills details. His voice a little high and expansive movements of the arms, told Ben to whisper and hide was not the forte of the redhead, but thanked him for the gossip with some crackers (the less sugar in the system of Lorraine, ; Best!). C HTMLXC

Ben was not the only one who waited with interest that some brown appear on the site, but it was the one who suffered more because when he did, the boss agreed I had pain and a little bitter humor and personality made him these last two hours very difficult to work with him.

The other two days when he was there and her sister appeared, things were almost identical, only those times, Will looked much further out, with the center ; or puckering preocupacióny bright eyes of sadness, or menos so I thought Ben. And his temper product of pain and obsessive desire for perfection at work, was even worse.

After I did change a flat for the fourth time over little things, Ben said it was time to stop the denial, though he did less suited to women.

-Lorraine, "I put the tea on the desk that he was thanked with alegríay redhead continued," What is your plan for Anne and the boss?

She looked at him and, by the expression of tenderness that he sentHe understood that he had made his face again "puppy abandoned in the rain begging for food" which she both disarmed. Well! Because that was what I had intended to do!

I do not know, even though the call saying I need her, she does not come, "complained Lorraine. Then, he looked with eyes narrowed presaged not good things. But you, you are his friend, the right hand of the chief, if you are you talking about Anne, I think ...

Ben took a few steps back, but Lorraine had risen Sigui & eacute; Ndolo, smiling and pointing a threatening finger.

-Lorraine, he is my boss ... "he began to try to struggle, but was afraid to imagine what would end up doing, because I knew that almost always fell in wishes of the redhead with a facility for which no one would believe that he had dignity.

- Ben! O `Neil's house was for today! -The cry was impressive move Lorraine to his post like he was yelling at her.

Ben gave a sigh of relief, picked up steam and went with the planesCave monster ... Eh! A chief's office.

A desperate times, desperate moves. He was about to make an allusion that would make your sister eat lunch with them, when the boss looked up he saw the plane in search of a mistake he should change, and asked as if it were some equation to make every effort to be heard as well:

"Tell me Ben, what are the favorite flower of Anne? Using

as if he will answer the result of equationNo, said

-Lilies.

Will nodded and still see the plane, or doing everything we can to make what he would do no seem to care as he did, picked up the phone and said

-Lorraine, calls a florist to send me a bouquet of lilies with a blank card, please. -And hung up.

The pounding on the door came quickly and Ben went to open. He was not surprised that the redhead did leave without saying anything to the head, still absorbed in the plans. Although it was surprised & oacuteand, the big hug and kiss he gave her cheek before whispering very close indeed, so much that was lost in the eyes and the smell of it and almost did not hear his words:

- : Very well done Ben! I do not know how you did it, but you did! Flowers for Anne! Well! -Hugged him bouncing back and Ben was giving about to return, when she released him and said with a finger up less threatening: "Now, do not worry, I will also , a move!

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Ben was returned to the office, grinning like a fool, without stopping to fear in the mad idea that he was thinking ...

Lorraine

- ... Ben! I'm telling you to show me your idea for the second floor! "Him from his dream the head, still looking at him with some patience.

Yes, sometimes it was a clueless ...

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Yes! You gave me my boy from the CGIS, I give you your kid's comedy. I hope you enjoyed it and that looks like your kids and that ... I hope to live up or half way up your play!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY! You pass the great, happy, laughter and food and many stories and not post and finger pain and joy in the body that you thought you could not produce!

SOLSITO CHAU!

Alli-catcher Console-web Monitor

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Yesterday I was watching TV when suddenly I said, "I have a story of lj cuasilibro for your anniversary elejotero!". And that idea as it was born out of nothing. The first "literary competition" from "Esciam Editions" for the people of LJ!

which would be the following:

1. Sometime in the next fifteen days, comments on this postwith three links to original stories (not fanfic) already published in your livejournal.
2. A "editorial board" read the three stories, and elect to go to cuasilibro.
3. at any time between this choice and the April 28, 2011 (day of the second anniversary of my arrival at LJ and goal of "publication" in the cuasilibro internet) you could contact for coordinate a final "bete" of the story chosen.
4. If all goes well, the April 28 warning you will rise to cuasilibroread and see all our stories. And LJ is filled with more art and love!

But I explain: a "cuasilibro" like Word documents call made by me that emulate the forms of books, is something done for fun / obsesióny therefore nothing professional or "real."

For now, the editorial board will try to aglaiacallia and myself.

If you want to participate or have any questions, comments!

Female Baldness More Condition_symptoms "Autorfic" CGIS: Another one of your contacts.

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Because o_o_aurora_o_o made a character I wanted to write with my boys, I'm bringing a new "Autorfic" of the CGIS. Hope you like!

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contacts

was nervous and with good reason, he remembered the first and & desktop search; only time I had seen them together before, and did not like something those images.

It had all started with those words used prelude to her freshman: "I have a contact." Whenever Rivers went with it, Rivers is feared, in some ways worse because you never know how come these contacts: biotech researcher retired psychiatrist specializing in sexual torture , murderer paid undercover agent of the marshals, Cuban objectionable barista ... the woman they could get away with anything.

However, at that momentto specific, they had three days in the research behind the murderers of two bodies found decomposing in the boilers of a commercial cruise.

From the beginning, all obstacles had been tried. Israelis knew they were discarded from the list of passengers and portraits approximate. One had signs of torture and was drowned, the other was still enforced in the head at close range. The bullet had marks of silencer. Besides, no videos because, oddly, had disappeared, or no history of identifications and killed because their names were forged. C HTMLXC

Everyone knew that there was something fishy about that and that, even if the boss was doing everything possible to be granted access to information, CGIS, would not tell him what ; had happened.

After Paulsson, angry too, had told them to give up on research, the team met jointly in the dining room. Omagi closed the door and went to sit in the chair Borin had said with a friendly pat. They stood looking in silence, thinking collectively in the case. Rios room & amp; iacute; to the last:

"I have a contact at the Israeli embassy.

-Call-Borin had answered instantly, then, had become a O `Connor and Omagi as ready to give them their assignments, but Rivers got ahead:

- Do not you think they deserve to go home early? -With that joke that had some times, which consulted him pretending to be talking to his wife about their children or something.

"It was just what I was going to say, Rivers" she answered in a tone of &, Ldquo; do not tell me what I already know. " He turned to the above: "We see first thing in the morning!

- Thanks , boss! Omagi was re-Ríos, "Good luck.

"I say what's going on, right? -O `Connor had said, approaching her for the heads not to hear.

-Have it for sure, "Rivers replied, whispering the answer in a tone of plot that O` Connor had used.

"Tomorrow, the blonde looked at Rivers and was looking a little Borin. Since this he smiled and nodded, he felt really on leave, and went as Rivers and Rivers firings.

- What can we help? The redhead asked Rios instantly.

Rivers had gone for more coffee for three.

"I doubt if the boss could do to give us the informacióny research, I do that with my contacts but taybe, just maybe, will know at least if you know who the murderers and if they did something about it, if the embassy or some part of Mossad knows, of course.

- What you waiting for? "Said Rivers, as he himself put sugar in coffee Rivers.

Rivers called someone and then another number:

- Hi, Aaron! Remember the cuban salsa dancer in Italy ...

- "special agent of the CIA Deyanira Correpealed!? "he said it as if it were a pleasant surprise. Yes, I remember, as I remember the Gypsy Juana Torres in Gibraltar ... The last I heard from you is that you had quit the agency. Now, what is your name?

-Diana Rios and hopefully not having to change it more. And yes, I left the agency, already beginning to make routine the matter, "he replied with that smile veiled voice sometimes used, and that somehow made it off the alarms at Rivers. I paid more attention to what he said, his eyes hoBlack ndamente above your cup of coffee. The last I heard from you is that you came to work in your embassy.

- Yes, I can not either with the routine and I was already getting sick of desert places. Here, things have been much more entertaining than I thought. And the CGIS? Tell me ... is much less simple than it sounds!

- But go, I'm not the only things you have heard! The CGIS is much more than you can imagine, he sent a look at the bosses, and Rivers could not help butsmile. Then he followed with the call "Now, I'm in Boston, near Washington and free time, did the night out is still standing?

- course it is! If you're going to ask a favor, it better be between mojitos.

Rivers laughed and Rivers, he realized, he frowned. Then, without knowing why, looked at the redhead and she looked like her green eyes reminded him of the rule about not messing with people at work.

He took the view in a bad mood. He had lost somethe conversacióny Rivers laughed again.

- ... OK, I will trust your own taste of good bars to dance. Tomorrow at 10 then. Until then!

"I told you," Rivers and instantly turned to the redhead. Borin, "accompany me to dance tomorrow at 10 pm wherever they lead us to follow the order of Rivers?

"Yes," she said instantly.

Rivers smiled. Apparently, neither had escaped the detailsRivers and he knew of a CIA mission and that that Aaron knew where he was working. Reinforcements have not felt as if the over-protected.

Rivers also had shrugged, giving up before you fight for your privacy. That finished him uneasy.

And at 10:12 pm the following day, had his corroboration of that type would not like. Although they were some distance from them when that Aaron Cohen (that at first seemed only a thin young man but fibrous) came to her dancing and it s Riversavalanche kiss on both cheeks, he knew the type were problems.

- How's your Instinct? "I had asked Borin, and may not quedársele positively surprised by seeing so informal that he was dressed for the occasion.

By the way frowned Maso least knew before you respond:

"We did well to come. It is not what it seems, "was his verdict.

Since then

, Looked at the two danced to all kinds of Latin songs, laughed, took, they talked and were more affectionate than necessary for comfort.

Almost one in the morning, when Rivers was going to see if they could do something to ask how things were Rivers, the guy went to they carry Rios by a hand and said,

"Do not worry by Rabe and Stiebel, his murderers are not in a bed of roses and a little bird told me that tomorrow morning will , a report explaining his office. Case closed, I give thanks. Now: Could stop and escort her to lend to me, indeed, have the night out she had promised me?

Rivers Rivers saw him nod, so, reluctantly followed Borin on his feet, he said it was nice to meet you and left. The next morning, Rivers was a very good mood as he made it his sour, so did not know what happened so it does not worsen.

So when some six months later, Rivers said he "had a contact &; Rdquo; and the contact turned out to be Aaron Cohen, who would make a covert mission associating temporarily with the Mossad, said he did not like at all ...

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And that was, any comments?

Ah! And: Thanks for the bete o_o_aurora_o_o

The Makeupshop Uk Setbags The fanfics of my Christmas meme!

Hello, People!

I solemnly swear that this is the last post ... Unless he manages to write something for the birthday lauranio which will be late, but you can imagine why . Anyway, as I said in the previous post, it comes the fanfics and ... what we came for!

To: o_o_aurora_o_o very cariñoy although Ireciprocal something better. Disclaimer: NCIS is not mine ... And Now

Mission abroad

McGee was delayed, though it was the second time a bored voice, carbon , tona and female to enter the airport called the llevaríaa flight somewhere in Europe and thence to Israel.

- Novato! What if the plane is going head to kill us! He yelled, not importantTarle that some Japanese extrañoy asking them to watch an expansive gesture to indicate the clock several times. McGee

seen again for a moment and only deigned to gather a little flick something ceñoy lips. It was not at least have to have Abby in front, with its concern (when she teníaa Bert in the arms, was more than evident that he was concerned) was not an easy thing to shake.

Tony had to give up and wait, looking toward the entry whose row at a time was much shorter.

decíaa McGee's wife, with thatnervous quickly left little space to nod or say things like "uh, uh, yeah ..." remember to do all things to be careful in a place like Israel. Whether climate, language or bombs in the toilet. Finally, when it seemed that air took another round of advice, she dropped and hugged Bert McGee:

"Promise me that nothing will happen," he begged her and thanked Tony , that McGee could not see the look she had at that time.

"I promise," McGee told him and before he knew it, the woman's room & iacute, to let go and where he went quickly to give him another bear hug and ask the same thing.

When he finally went to the door, saw it pick up again Bert and hug tightly. Then he looked at them and only that, they knew the other understood it too ... Gibbs and Ziva were stable, out of danger but still in the hospital after they were attacked at a crime scene.

The investigation had followed, of course, and led the two to the conclusion that he had links with Muslim terrorists. That and when they Auditorsta, Vance had made them go to the room with satellite connection to speak with the new link between NCIS Mossad and they said, after the usual greetings and together Tony silly joke ingenious response to the other, also of rigor, that they already had taken the tickets for which were to investigate Israel, where Liat had attacked at about the same time and same way , which attacked them.

More hours after what would have wanted, there were, in a warm place in Israel, looking around to anyone who had some papers with their names so that llevaran the hotel ... or Malachi.

"Good morning, my friends," he said, walking toward them from the side. The two were surprised to realize their presence until they were so close to them.

"Good, bad ..." said Tony. McGee gave him a nod.

There was a time when McGee hoped that either of them out with some silly joke, but did not.

"I'll take you to your hotel, then to the office ..." and started walking, they followed.
Yes, thought Tony, andsa was not the best way to be able to go to Israel, as he had wished her just a few weeks. But at least it seemed so immersed Gidon Ben like them in that mission.

Somehow, it was just a little more relaxed in their security to get to learn to those bastards who attacked ...

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To: _marion_ with affection, although it does not seem much angst. Disclaimer: not mine Fringe is produced by Warner and created by JJ Abrams , Alex Kurtzman and Roberto Orci .

in his bed

awoke feeling ill, a sticky feeling in the body, a gap in the chest and the desire to pull the blankets on the floor, the walls to the ground, the alarm clock, closet morelá. That strange impotence.

He was out again. Out of this world, his own bed. As an outsider who had come to another destination that was not what was expected and, yet, had no other to stay there.

had no other. That was his life and it was not ... any longer to happen, I sometimes felt that terrible feeling that, for example, recognized his desk and, in turn, did not feel it yours.

An arm went through his stomach as the body heat and skin & eacute, he approached, as his breath was coming in and kissed her neck, leaving there his lips, he could feel he smiled slightly.

-Sleep Olivia had asked, sticking to his body and making her feel she had found her place, I belonged.

She turned on her arm, snuggling into his chest a moment, feeling the pulse of your corazóny already felt the need to look at him smiling as he did to give a kiss, when he awoke.

The alarm clock will dECIA initiating another day, but she stood up at once, as usual. I had to calm down, I had to make your eyes stop mourn, for more than a gap in his body left no room or sadness.

saw the ceiling, cursing the fact that he continue reaching their dreams. No, she continued using it for comfort, to feel strange if it was a lie, I was at home.

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To: sracheg with love, a little of that they see these two. Disclaimer: NCIS is not mine, you know, Bellisario ...

Go fishing

When he heard the sound of car skidding, however, knew he was parked exactly in front of the driveway, Jackson could not believe it.

words, he thought, as he took off the apron with parsimony, the establishment looked to be absolutely certain that there was nobody in it, and went out last night-had , has received a call from Leroy, and had been in that I was going to visit, but never thought that yes, there were in the car to give when it met again, waiting and smiled.

- Leroy! I must confess that I am surprised to see you! -Went to him quickly and waited for about dthe car is off, but his son just made a nod toward the passenger seat.

"Come on, Dad. Today is a day of fishing. Jackson

brow furrowed a bit, but when she saw to her tent and then his son, was an easy decision.

-I close the store and right back.

And he did. When he was in the car, looked around and realized that his son had thought of everything: a basket with food, tackle box, two caps and two very good fishing rods.

-TheOld Truman did not provide one of their boats, "he said to Leroy, realizing that this was the only thing missing.

His son made a little nod and smiled

"I was sure of that.

About three hours later, were in the middle of the lake of blue water, with three small fish and clean on the cover and the two men sitting next to each other in chairs, hats some drafts so that the sun did not hit her in the face, his reeds and dost gripping opposite sides of the boat. It seems that they always do that, almostif they came to the lake itself.

At one point, Leroy said one of the few words that would be heard in the lake for hours:

"Happy birthday, Dad. Jackson

patted on the shoulder as affectionate response, nodded and continued fishing.

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To: ma kesomenoiise cariñoy far as I know their fandoms of Korean children. Disclaimer: Soul Eater not mine, is the mangaka Atsushi Okubo and, therefore, my people, which is why the Tsubaki / Mifune is not canon.

His son

Sometimes, Shinigami-sama saw his son, from the mirror and saying that, but he felt that he was spying, never tell him that he habed seen removing hair from eyebrows to the two girls with whom she lived, for example.

Sometimes when hacíay like any good father, could not fail to remember and feel as if the same baby and his mother was born, and heard screaming with fury and roar, while he was in one of his hands with ease, seeing him happy. When I gave her, and put it on his chest, his mother had laughed, stroking his head with long hair and said:

"My child, my precious ... is my same lineas continuous in the head! "And then I had never seen, and although I was tired, sore and swollen with love, of course I had to bother you, I appreciate that it looks like me!

Shinigami-sama did not say anything. He also thanked him, although he had the idea that, while stroking one of his fingers and he did not stop mourn, that would have been like had been, he would ; to look perfect.

And even if his son was at that time by pulling on the floor throwing a tantrum because he could not recall with certainty that the refRiger was well organized, while one of his arms reíay saw the other in exasperation, Shinigami-sama volvíaa feel this great love but at the same time, an embarrassment. Your child no longer teníaa her mother, her hair white lines had faded by that and, from that day, it seemed that he could only achieve happiness by having everything around

perfect ...

Well, Shinigami-sama said, Death the kid, since he found his arms and his team, smiled more, were more reassured. Yes, as I was, maybe one day their lines was foundarian back into your hair and be really happy, as Ely so were her mother to bring it and have it in your life.

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And those were! Fiu! Now, to put the links in the masterlist post and see if I go in ff and fp, but while, a kiss and a hug and bye!

Edit: remember that nell_charentes also passed este meme and my Clio, as it costs, he did what he felt like it and ended up in a oneshot story can find here: http://esciam.livejournal.com/57050.html and but does not appear in the post the meme, I have to wait another Drabble Internet a girl I could not write. Say ... I do not know why they say, is as a: This does not end here! Or something. Now: kisses and hugs and goodbye!

Chest Cold More Condition_symptoms Original Christmas meme!

Hello, People!

bete Continuing with the gifts given in my version of Christmas meme, I present the post of the "original." To say that for me, "story" are completely original stories myself, and the "originals" are the original stories fanfics of others. (Yes, obsessed and why?) And these are of the latter type.

Whatever you, but do not know the fandom, maybe they like something.

To: RubymoonFaith in FF, with love. Since that is not afraid to touch me "fandoms. Disclaimer: Although not a fandom, fandom fandom what is said, for the bread, bread and wine, wine ... JB is RubymoonFaith (beta without LJ) and clear, although the use, not mine.

those nights of Christmas ...

The rumble of the horse he was riding became louder, so loud that , when he realized ... he was not in a forestred horse going too soon, who knows God to do what, but in his room, dark and with the incessant sound of something hitting the window.

- Faith ...! Faith! FAIIIIITH! "Said David again and again, up in the tree alongside his window," whisper "their cries to wake her. Faith

felt instantly awake. In those months he had learned that if one of their coven she appeared out of nowhere in his house, he should be ready for anything.

As almost fell flat on the ground, the Buddharma that got out of bed and went to him, as he removed the crusts of their eyes, saying something like:

- What? Has there been ...?

David looked at her with genuine surprise, or so she saw the orange glow of the streetlight nearby.

-No. I come at the celebrations, "he said, speaking slowly as if he were giving time for her to remember itself.

Faith stared at him blankly. Do we celebrate? What celebrations?

- David! Christmas is the day after tomorrow! She yelled, feeling tempted to open the window to give a good lane in the head.

However, he kept looking at her, seriously ... until she laughed and, out of nowhere, but at least stop trying, without success.

- But what the hell's the matter? It is you who are here sitting in a tree two days before Christmas! ... "You know how scared I just gave?! Cre &; Iacute; that something serious had happened!

-Faith, Faith, he could hardly speak and when to achieve it seemed, broke into another laugh silent until, seeing that she opened the door hands and approached him menacingly, was controlled to explain. Wait, wait! What happens is that I do not know, is so obviously not occurred to me that ... Faith, and he said with a loving gaze and a voice so inviting "Come, see what Truly, I had invited Erika and the girls. CHT

MLXC At that, Faith was tempted to turn around and go back to sleep, but only a moment, because the look of promise would be fulfilled in his friend his curiosity, he won.

-o-

I could not believe I could not believe that it happened.

When he ventured to the more wooded park guess he must have a certain way, but only understood it when he saw there, all waiting for ... is that & iquest, how could it not have happened?

They wore white dresses and light, short, sleeveless, with ribbon flowers on the waist, all different for each, and were the same flowers that were made wearing crowns on their heads. And all smiled a lot, seemed to be controlled to jump, were plethoric of happiness, to Sunray! Faith

also felt what they were feeling. Something had filled the air from the sky towards that big fire they had made clear that circulate among so much forest, a fire that seemed to radiate beams of luz of rainbow and not burning but warming. And it was something so big and beautiful .... Only they could think of Faith.

Without a word, Erika went to her with her own clothes, belt and crown of sunflowers and reached out a large thick tree and saying: "Swing for." Faith

quickly did and as he returned to the heat, he saw David in the shadows, just watching, maybe a blonde ... but with no intention of getting close.

- Are not you coming?

"I am invitado, I'm in your coven, "he said, shrugging.

For some reason, but did not like, she would not refute that logic and the girls went to a post that was left in the circle had ; an made to surround the fire.

"The first night of the four celebrations of the winter solstice begins now ..." he said with a smile Erika.

The fire rose a bit and became more danzaríny Faith felt him around in it, stroking lto skin and soul. The magic of the world, were to celebrate the magic in the world and smiled, smiled when he realized that much of that magic I felt, came from herself.

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To: my dear elendoy , for me it is Padawan. Disclaimer: The Board is not mine, everything came out of the imagination & amp; oacute n this girl. But this idea itself is mine.

Not again!

Valeria was beginning to think that never, never! Should leave his native country. only way you could explain that to go to Texas and on the first night to sleep in the bed he borrowed from his aunt, was awakened by ... Remy!

- God! What are you doing here!? And criedcall after that, waking up and being tossed in the light of the bedside lamp had left turned on, it would smack into the face of Iriart Remy, the French powers should not be there in Texas and seeing it in haste, but ... as an alternative to the human world with his love, or something.

got up shaking his head as if trying to fully awaken and understand, while he said something he could not hear.

- What are you doing here? Re-articulated, very confused. Is that neither siqant looked older, had been five years since the last time you saw and did not seem that ... man grabbed her shoulder hard and fast, not letting her go on thinking.

"No time," he told ... In English! - We have to go before the following ... "he said with despair and slowly closed his eyes too late, and found you.

When he realized, was a warm light illuminating the man and his room while his arm was made to move back by the escudo. At the end of all Valeria could not open his eyes for a second, blinded as I was but when he did, he was stunned with what little he saw his side: Remy had grown not only in height but in muscles, or so it seemed for the bronze armor that had appeared out of nowhere, put into your body. He realized, following a metallic glow, that was a huge sword in his hand who was not wearing to cover her.

"Go to the downstairs bathroom and wait until I come for you ...

Suddenly, something blew so hard in front of them, and waveXpansive was icy and physical strength to beat her little body was not being covered by Remy. The smoke from the battered wall waste leaked from his nose, making it tingle, but Remy was simply walking to atrásy side towards the wall.

"You what I told him," he said. Someone

a monstrous presence a few feet of them spoke French with a very deep voice, so she could understand what he was saying, but the way he spoke told he was not providing the bestdesires. However, after Remy told the order and just reached the door, forgetting the security of your aunt, or even left to think about the sounds of fighting which came from above down Valeria entered the BATHING waited.

did not know how later the door opened and Remy in front of her, without armor, with a lump on his forehead is swollen forehead and closed his eyes. He looked tired, but the first thing he did was go to her and ask:

- Are you okay?

- Qu é happens? "Valerie could barely say" What are you doing here?

Remy seemed to weigh only a moment before saying,

"It's a long story, you just say they are hunting people who would be guardians. Come with me, because ... I beat that guy, but this address is not secure.

"But, my aunt ...

" Do not worry, I will come to her to change her memory. It will be like you never been here and believe that … a tornado struck his home. While you're here, there is no problem for her.

And Valeria stood to follow him and, again, being stuck in the affairs of a people they never thought would see again in life.

Ooooo

And those were the "original" (I should change my nomenclature ...) and now yes, to the fanfics!

Alopecia Treatment More Condition_symptoms Tales of my Christmas meme!

Hello, People!

I do not know if you remember that Christmas, I made another rendition of what I call "my meme", which is when I ask them to give me three options to write something. And here are recovered, beteados, and "more better", ready to be tucked in my post the masterlist!

Let's start with the stories!

To: briec with love! Sci Fi said to me, and this came out:

older sister

was on a cold metal table, with a simple beat almost undone in the body as a last bastion for not being totally naked. Although the white room, white artificially, had no one else, she knew that behind some of the walls and beyond all the cameras that were camouflaged in the corner was many people analyze anzande each data to the various sensors in your body and give them every word you say when at last she should say something.

however was not nervous, embarrassed or fear, rather it was in a wait state rewarding, wanted to be told the mission they had been there!

-Prototype-a male voice, but with the neutral and so right let a computer made was heard from a microphone in his ear attuned to the subject of the country North Central .

She smiled slightly, making at least twothe sensors on his face, gave investigators information. It was not hard to imagine that he felt happy to "visit" to that specific mate because of the 36 clones that were living in the outside world since the researchers left were born of "mother's placenta" to give them in adoption, was one that was ever more relaxed and more positive feedback time constant.

Soon, when he had supplied drugs to further increase neuronal activity were ready for that, she closed her eyes, reacheda state of hypnosis and it was she, she felt at her: her twin country North Central.

"He carried his eldest daughter to school.

- Why that route? Asked one of the researchers.

"For the usually used, though it is somewhat faster than usual. He was late. -Preventing you wonder why they do it later, she focused a little Masy could recall, no, could access the memories of that morning of the woman "visiting & amp; rdquo; -. The youngest son is sick and was taking care of your mouth all night. She fell asleep and her husband was away.

Throughout the day, she took the life of another, lived the life of another, and even felt as if the other when the woman went to the service, felt in her body they changed the tampóny, then, to look in the mirror ... Yes, she felt as if the other, the reflection was the same, maybe a little rounder and his hair different, but was the same face.

She did not realize that several times went to put v & iacuteand, as to not become dehydrated, neither of which provided more of the drug that made access (though not quite know how) the body of the other ... When I finally told him it was When exiting, the prototype was concentrated, and soon was back in that white place, only white.

However, when two of the attendees came, young white robes and neutral expression, did not take her to the room where he had been but another place where they had many beds small cabinets ... and more people like her, some higher, others obese, suchAfter one or two teenagers and a few of over forty. Without any of the attendees her what happened, led to one of the beds and simply said

"This is your new room and your new name is" X-147. "

When the two people left the place, the other women, who had remained in their beds, watching with some curiosity, approached her.

"Welcome, 147-I said one, who seemed older.

- What happens? She said, feeling thego that he had never felt before not in "visit" of another body of one of its twin outside ... did not know what name to give to that, but did not like.

"In group therapy will tell you, but let's say that you can say that, like us, you stopped being a subject impartial and, therefore, you're here," replied the other, in a tone that denoted something hard: a bad mood? Angry? She did not know.

She must send a face of misunderstanding which he finished speaking, so one of the other sat on the bed, as if estado practicing with a dummy, put a hand on his shoulder as he said

"We will teach ... they say they will teach us to live as sisters we visited, because we started to feel like them ...

She was smiling. It was the first time she smiled herself.

Ooooo

To: kahi ... although he has not read, but done with love, emotion of Clio.

Best friends forever

not remember when he started his friendship, but their parents do. They said they had come to live in that place just four days before that, who knows how she had lost sight one minute that turned into hours. Since

that was just three and a half years, his parents almost went into panic: they lived in the house furthest from the village, surrounded by trees ... And they just lose your girl!

however, were found shortly before sunset in a clearing a few yards from the house that had been revised several times. She was laughing and clapping, looking toward the trees where did the other girl, just a couple of years older, his hair disheveled, a flowered dress and a dirty smile on his face bright .

She is the present & amp; oacute; soon as Flor. It was the closest neighbor. Even lived in the woods with his grandfather, an old hermit who only had eyes for the forest and heart for his granddaughter. To her parents and her man was becoming almost like a myth: very few times they had seen and had never tried, but as Ely Flower was happy he looked concerned in its own way for the girl, they let him be.

Since that day, Flower was his best friend. She taught him to speak (it seemed almost silent and did not know many words and objectscommon) and playing with dolls, when it seemed he had never seen a flower ... taught the trees, flowers, fungi running through the woods, playing "catch me not" . Flor always won. It was so fast that at times it seemed as if his contagious laughter will come from everywhere, from the entire forest around it. He also taught some bugs and even foxes, but she never told his parents, who always insisted that he not approach the animals and therefore did not teach Flor animals said they were his friends.

Flower was always there with her smile and bright eyes, a beautiful girl who, after his mother managed to convince her to bathe thoroughly, appeared with his thick hair, instead of coffee, honey blond, rosy white skin, instead of brown, her eyes a deep black but affectionate, even brighter.

Her friend was there to help her up and take it, using a great force that her body must have looked not at her home after she fell and hit too hard on the ankle. And with it there, reassuring her, he could stop mourn and hassta felt less pain. Then, knowing it would be very boring, because flower seemed to need to be in the woods running, climbing in trees and playing with the critters of the place as if it were as important as breathing these days who was at home recovering from the injury was always there, mounting him on the humor.

He was there when he went to school for the first time, with nerves (because in addition to flower, hardly had seen other children) and looked out the window of his class several days in the park or around the room behind the games, but always watching her, smiling. I was so happy to see it close, that could cool off and never would have asked how to get there if his grandfather had a car.

stood there, always there, hearing their stories, reaching the window some nights, getting easily out the window and keeping him company when the storm was great and she had to fear, or simply to keep playing or ... be there in a special sleepover.

was there, except Saturdays. Never ever appeared on Saturday and that day wasthe most boring of the week ...

However, at some point, perhaps after having gone through puberty and have more friends in the new school, she realized that , though his parents and some of her friends had suggested a long, there was something different with Flor.

had hardly grown and, although she knew it was less than Flower, now seemed higher, as her friend had not developed at that time and when he spoke of menstruation No, looked up horrified at the idea. Also, finally foreign securcute, knowing that never went to school and even that did not come on Saturday, any Saturday.

had often wanted to ask but could not, just do not podíay and spent their teenage years, with Flower as their first confidant of all things that happen to him, his greatest desires and secrets, because she felt she could say anything, because I knew that before I knew what was going through his head. Also, although she managed to go to a another party, to dance (she loved to dance, whatever) and was highly prized by the kids (when, in lesstwo months, seemed to grow several inches and developed as the teenager who was), never got out flower with one of them. There seemed to feel romantic attraction for anyone, but seems to be very wise in giving advice to her about it.

... Nor did her friends from school friends from Florida were made, but did not seem that it mattered much to it eventually. Do kids, grades, family problems? "Dress better? "Combing better? "Fashion, makeup ...? Those things did not matter unless you do feel bad aaave them. Flower was just happy going on walks in the woods with her friend to the couple, now without running, just talking while teaching new things all the time, and the bare feet of the low, thin girl walking along the uneven ground with a grace that never could emulate.

But after so many years of being together, be best friends, had passed. I had to leave, the university was waiting for and she could not feel anything, my heart really worried, let alone that Flor, now ... who walks the acompañaríaa ?

In est ation of the bus, looking like a being from another world, his little body like a 14 years old and his eye of wisdom, barefoot and with her flowered dress and very long silky hair Cayé foward from behind, Flor just hugged her and laughed, trying to calm her.

-Flor, I swear I'll call you every day. Understood?

She nodded and, before releasing the big hug, a surprisingly weak voice she had never heard, whispered:

-Send me a little bark andthicker leaves of the tree you find on your campus, so I can visit you.

And let go, to see her smiling as possible, though her eyes seem watery.

was about to ask, about to do: What is your real name Flor? Because they may not remember when and how he met her, but she was sure she had put that name ...

Ooooo

CH TMLXC

These microstories, which cost me more to write, are not part of the meme, but were miniregalitos for (in order of appearance) Markelo, Vlad and Kair in FictionPress with all my love, because we know that small things are also important.

Chocolate

He was just a servant, a being so inferior compared to Halach Wíinik, family and priests, who may well have been born as a monkey andwould have been just as important how you felt.

However, he knew it was more than that, simply because it was the servant of the Chocolha his master and the only one, of all the servants, who had no , a fear of giving away drinks, behind, the drink of the Gods ...

In Lake

The fairy, so Pequena brighter than the human eye could be a great Firefly, flown by all & aacute; up here above the lake, a huge extension (for her), of calm, black but shining in the light of the full moon.

was very distressed, I knew something bad had happened to her lover, but why had not reached its shores from the other side?

When he was about to go herself, but knew not to because the two were feuding fairy villages since ... ever, saw him coming toward her, half-light, bleeding.

She was quickly toward him with panic. His beloved smiled at her and expires securcute, happy. She never came to be.

Reunion

I had been searching forever in your life. When he was born, born to her, she grew, loved for her even if she loved sabíaa, who expected, who never let anyone see, feel traitor ...

Until we saw in the distance and knew it was his beloved, that the two had been, who would love forever forever but consisted of manychas lives, many expected and only a few years together, with different bodies, before advancing to the next ...

Ooooo

And these are the stories, people! I will return to the original and fanfic!