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3/8/2016 11:23:13 PM
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I would explain the story but simply put they're my children thanks to a cursed object
[b]he stretches and drops the blanket on the ground, he wasn't wearing a shirt revealing the multiple scars on his torso and fresh stitching in his chest but one odd feature was the tail resting on his lap[/b]
The black one with the grey patch on her left eye can be a bit of a bitch
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They both chuckle, seemingly unphased by the scars.
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It sucks when you're in the middle of sharpening swords and knives and your ship gets shot down [b]he leans on the counter top again and the grey dog walks over and nudges his leg[/b] This ones Tiberius and the lovely white is Karma
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Suddenly, a bark is heard in the doorway. You turn to see a Pembroke Welsh Corgi, with a orange-yellow coat with splotches of black, and with yellow eyes. Kent smiled and Legend smiled even wider. Legend got down from his seat and kneeled, opening his arms. "Hey, Boba!" At the sound of his name, Boba comes running into Legends arms, licking him like crazy.
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[b]the man let out a quiet mumble[/b] [i]oh shit[/i]
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Kent looks at him. "What is it?"
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Umm...nothing [b]he picked up Tiberius and seemed to whisper in his ear[/b]
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"It's obviously something."
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Oh no it's nothing
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"Hmmm..."
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[b]he puts Tiberius on the ground placing his foot on the top of his head gently[/b]
