show me how to lie (o)

[anubis ayoubi]

[atrb=background,http://i43.tinypic.com/iwhjjs.jpg][atrb=width,300,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,padding: 10px; border-radius: 15px;] [style=background-color: #333333; font-family: georgia; font-size: 17px; color: #C5C5C5; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 2px;]HEY, MAYBE I CAN BREAK YOUR HEART SMASH IT UNDER MY HEEL AND WATCH IT FADE TO DUST [/style] [style=background-color: #333333; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; color: #C5C5C5; text-align: justify; width: 450px; padding: 9px;]He was in something of an alcohol induced stupor. Anubis had stumbled home at three o' clock that morning with a bottle of tequila in his hand. He had intended on hitting up some women earlier that morning, but no one else was in the mood. Which of course, later led to him stumbling out of a bar with his pants half off and giggling. He wasn't quite sure how he had managed to get home to be perfectly honest. Maybe he had just been lucky enough to have managed to get to the right house? ...was he even in the right house? He hadn't the faintest notion. Stuck in a dreamless sleep, the man had been sleeping for hours upon hours now. What time was it? He didn't know. How long had he been sleeping? That was also an excellent question. Did he dare look? Light flooded his vision and the man audibly groaned. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck." He whined, rolling over onto his stomach and pulling the pillow up and over his head. He shifted on the bed, rolling over again before pulling the pillow down just a bit more from his eyes. Then something registered in his head. This was not his house. This was not his house. ...oops. Anubis moved to sit up, mumbling all the while. He scratched his back miserably, still a bit disoriented from the night before. It was noon now, he believed. He wasn't in his house but he was in no mood to get up on his own. He wondered how he should have thanked them. Or rather, should he have thanked them at all? For all he knew, they could have decided to kidnap him off the streets. Not that he was particularly terrified by the thought. He could take them, he thought. Whatever. Anubis laid back down onto the bed, arm covering his eyes from view. He stayed like that for a few minutes longer before hearing the sound of the door to the bedroom opening a bit. The edges of his lips curled upward as he felt the pressure of another body on the side of the bed. And with that, a cheesy line slipped past his lips. "Did I die and go to heaven, angel? Or would you prefer goddess?" Some things just couldn't be helped. [/style] [style=background-color: #333333; font-family: ms gothic; font-size: 10px; color: #C5C5C5; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 2px;]WORD COUNT 384 • OPEN • MADE BY SCOTT OF ON THE EDGE[/style]

[leonora castillo]

[bg=dddddd][atrb=width, 537, bTable][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=vAlign,top][STYLE=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 50px; color: #b2cf6d;text-align: right;]SO SWEET ON[/style] [STYLE=text-align: justify;padding: 10px;font-size: 10px;]she didn't know why she picked the poor sap up. to be quite frank, leonora had been stuck, previously, deciding whether or not to actually just leave him there. would teach him right, wouldn't it? let him wake up in a gutter somewhere in the early morning, reeking of booze and waste! but no, while she couldn't be helped to just leave him there and let him suffer, she certainly hadn't enjoyed dragging him to her small, cozy house. what a kind soul she was. a tender, kind soul. those were the greetings she'd gotten from her subordinates, the huge oafs, when they saw she'd rescued a stray from the street. got yourself a new kitten, captain? they'd said, and leonora had asked them how much they valued their jobs and how much they'd wanted to keep them. all joking aside, she knew that they knew she never did anything unless it was going to be profitable to her. it was not turning out profitable so far. "did i die and go to heaven, angel? or would you prefer goddess?" of all the - leo turned where she had been sitting on the bed, narrowing her eyes at him. she doubted the man had even regained full control of his sight yet, but she did so anyway. "eeeh, finally awake, bella durmiente?" leo asked, rolling her eyes. "how are you feeling? pretty shitty? excellent." she picked up a white tablet from the table and held it out to him, a glass of water in her other hand. "take this. you will feel much better, sí, and then you can use all the lines on me you want." not that it would do much good, of course. [/style]

[bg=b2cf6d][atrb=vAlign,top][STYLE=width: 200px;color: #dddddd;font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 50px;vAlign: top;]YOU[/style] [STYLE=border: 5px solid #dddddd; width: 100px; height: 100px;]"][/style] [STYLE=background-color: #dddddd;width: 100px; padding: 5px;font-size: 10px;]notes: snagging this, hope you don't mind![/style] [STYLE=background-color: #dddddd;width: 100px; padding: 5px;font-size: 10px;]words: a bit. :u[/style] [STYLE=background-color: #dddddd;width: 100px; padding: 5px;margin-bottom: 10px;font-size: 10px;]tagged: anubis c:[/style]

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[anubis ayoubi]

[atrb=background,http://i43.tinypic.com/iwhjjs.jpg][atrb=width,300,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,padding: 10px; border-radius: 15px;] [style=background-color: #333333; font-family: georgia; font-size: 17px; color: #C5C5C5; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 2px;]HEY, MAYBE I CAN BREAK YOUR HEART SMASH IT UNDER MY HEEL AND WATCH IT FADE TO DUST [/style] [style=background-color: #333333; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; color: #C5C5C5; text-align: justify; width: 450px; padding: 9px;]Would it teach him right if he had woken up with the consequences of his current life style? Possibly, but it was doubtful. He spent so much time of his life living like this that any other life seemed far away from him. Out of his reach. But he supposed it had been dumb luck that had gotten him into this household. He wasn't sure why the person had helped him there, but he wasn't prepared to question it. It was shelter. Warm. And it was highly preferable to waking up in the rubble of the Western Osiris District. His head pounded as the man struggled to focus his vision on something aside from the light. His focus cleared a bit as the woman continued to speak to him. Her words came so fast. His head was spinning as he struggled to comprehend her words. English? Spanish? He couldn't tell the difference anymore. It all sounded like a foreign language to him and for that, he would never comprehend. "Mmnnggh..." He mumbled, disoriented and tired. Now that he had spoken, all the energy that had been lingering disappeared now. He hated liquor for this. But even with that said, he struggled to pull himself away from it. "I could say as much." The man replied, confident in the words that he spoke. He hoped they were coherent. "Mm, thanks angel." Anubis replied, moving to sit up on the bed. He set the pillow on his lap as he crossed his legs. The man took the glass of water and the tablet. He took the medication quietly, swallowing before thinking of something to say. Anything to say. He glanced at her then, leaning back on the bed frame casually. "What'd y' bring me home for, eh angel?" He replied, his lips curving into a smug little smile. "I'm pretty sure I wasn't on you last night." He took another sip of the water before leaning on the pillow again. "M'name's Anubis, by the way. Could my angel share her name with me?" [/style] [style=background-color: #333333; font-family: ms gothic; font-size: 10px; color: #C5C5C5; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 2px;]WORD COUNT 341 • OPEN • MADE BY SCOTT OF ON THE EDGE[/style]

[leonora castillo]

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