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No you're not rid of me
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No youre not rid of me. Ill make you lick my injuries. 21 October 2010 @ 07:10 am. 103 Woody Allen quote. Love is the answer, but while you are waiting for the answer, sex raises some pretty good questions.". He was still leaning against the wall as both Jaquelynne and the gardener waited for him. 04 October 2010 @ 06:25 pm. 93 Oscar Wilde quote. The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it.". 16 July 2010 @ 08:42 pm. 78 Miami Medical quote. She led the woman through the suite and into the b...
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Two sides to every story. Created on 27 September 2010 (#30919692). Last updated on 21 November 2010. Logan Allister Buchanan is the eldest of three blond-haired, blue-eyed Buchanan brothers, although there is really very little time between the three of them. Logan was the first born to Allister and Annabelle of Linlithgow in Scotland, and fourteen months later they welcomed second son, Rory. Logan has just one verse, entitled Tender Trap. Which is a fandom crossover mix of Vampire: The Masquerade.
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RP LOG with obscuritenoire & naysowee | Family issues: loganthebrave
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Agent Logan Buchanan (. It was like a Mexican Stand-off. Logan sat on one side of his brother’s hospital bed staring hardly at the enigmatic Frenchman sitting in the same position on the other side, staring back just as intently. Logan had his elbows resting on his knees, and really had no shame in staring the guy out. So what if he was trying to figure him out with actually trying to talk to him? You can get the fuck oot of my face now! Nay now, nay ever! I got your fuckin’ message loud and clear! I din...
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Rory Angus Buchanan
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Its nay wee beasties that go bump in the night. Aye, fight and you may die. Run, and you'll live. at least a while. And dying in your beds, many years from now, would you be willin' to trade ALL the days, from this day to that, for one chance, just one chance, to come back here and tell our enemies that they may take our lives, but they'll never take. OUR FREEDOM! Towering in gallant fame,. Scotland my mountain hame,. High may your proud standards gloriously wave,. Land of my high endeavour,. Not even Ju...
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Rory Angus Buchanan
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Its nay wee beasties that go bump in the night. Aye, fight and you may die. Run, and you'll live. at least a while. And dying in your beds, many years from now, would you be willin' to trade ALL the days, from this day to that, for one chance, just one chance, to come back here and tell our enemies that they may take our lives, but they'll never take. OUR FREEDOM! Towering in gallant fame,. Scotland my mountain hame,. High may your proud standards gloriously wave,. Land of my high endeavour,. Not even Ju...
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RP LOG | Desperate measures: naysowee
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Rory Angus Buchanan (. RP LOG Desperate measures. To be Embraced how he was right now, and Blaise just simply couldn't let that happen. He would do whatever it took to stop it. He requested quietly, remaining near the door. She slid from her seat and came to Blaise's side, not saying a word or even acknowledging the others. They would not miss her. As they turned away from the waiting area Juliette raised an eyebrow. ". Ce qui s'est passé, mon loup. Juliette tucked her dark hair behind her ears. ". Of co...
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Rory Angus Buchanan
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Its nay wee beasties that go bump in the night. Aye, fight and you may die. Run, and you'll live. at least a while. And dying in your beds, many years from now, would you be willin' to trade ALL the days, from this day to that, for one chance, just one chance, to come back here and tell our enemies that they may take our lives, but they'll never take. OUR FREEDOM! Towering in gallant fame,. Scotland my mountain hame,. High may your proud standards gloriously wave,. Land of my high endeavour,. The only th...
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Rory Angus Buchanan
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Its nay wee beasties that go bump in the night. Aye, fight and you may die. Run, and you'll live. at least a while. And dying in your beds, many years from now, would you be willin' to trade ALL the days, from this day to that, for one chance, just one chance, to come back here and tell our enemies that they may take our lives, but they'll never take. OUR FREEDOM! Towering in gallant fame,. Scotland my mountain hame,. High may your proud standards gloriously wave,. Land of my high endeavour,.
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Rory Angus Buchanan
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Its nay wee beasties that go bump in the night. Aye, fight and you may die. Run, and you'll live. at least a while. And dying in your beds, many years from now, would you be willin' to trade ALL the days, from this day to that, for one chance, just one chance, to come back here and tell our enemies that they may take our lives, but they'll never take. OUR FREEDOM! Towering in gallant fame,. Scotland my mountain hame,. High may your proud standards gloriously wave,. Land of my high endeavour,.
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RP LOG | Desperate measures: loganthebrave
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Agent Logan Buchanan (. RP LOG Desperate measures. To be Embraced how he was right now, and Blaise just simply couldn't let that happen. He would do whatever it took to stop it. He requested quietly, remaining near the door. She slid from her seat and came to Blaise's side, not saying a word or even acknowledging the others. They would not miss her. As they turned away from the waiting area Juliette raised an eyebrow. ". Ce qui s'est passé, mon loup. Juliette tucked her dark hair behind her ears. ".
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