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Post by CIA Agente Arenas on Sept 17, 2004 18:02:36 GMT -5
*le sigh* I'm glad I got to see this. Nothing better than a reunion of epic proportions. I wish you both the best of luck and the happiest of memories from now on.
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Post by Secret Pseudonym on Sept 19, 2004 0:51:58 GMT -5
I have to tell you, Raphael, the joint was getting a bit damp, really. For a minute I thought that perhaps someone had started a rain dance, but well, rain isn't as depressing as SS was without you. ( SS). Glad you're back, kemosabe.
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Post by Dangerbabe on Sept 28, 2004 0:11:44 GMT -5
DB and AJB pull up in a taxi. The driver waits as the two angels take some measurments. AJB jots down all the notes while DB raids the kitchen for snacks. Then they are off again in the taxi, a cloud of dust in their wake.
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Post by Dangerbabe on Oct 3, 2004 21:52:07 GMT -5
AJB and DB came running in to the thread to finish their work. Miraculously, they had found enough extra cash here and there (and some from an unknown benefactor ) to finish the project to their satisfaction. The new structure was built, the painters were finished and the furniture had been moved back in. The two angels entered through the new front entrance: Warm sienna and oyster white colors on the walls created a warm, bright feeling throughout the room. AJB put a newly purchased plant in one of the windows: The two of them made the bed with new sheets of a cream and forest green pattern, covering them with a large faux sheep skin cover for the bed. “Warm and fuzzy,” sighed AJB with a smile. “Just like SS’s love for Raphael,” added DB. The large room also had a new sitting area with leather chairs and a small, warm hearth for cold winter nights: Lastly, the angels ran around adding small jewel-tone touches such as deep purple and blue candles and some violet and ruby sheer draping above the bed. In the sitting area, they placed a large basket with fresh pears and apples and chocolate truffles, tied with a purple bow. DB hid a bag of old fashioned sassafras tea behind one of the plants so that a light scent of sweet licorice would spice the air. They then went out the sliding glass doors to the back yard where they had erected the original teepee. Some things were just too good to let go. “Oh, I hope SS likes it!” cried AJB excitedly. DB smiled in agreement. “Let’s see what she has to say when she comes in. I’ll go post the word.”
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Post by The Symbolic Sacrifice on Oct 3, 2004 23:40:28 GMT -5
A Fireplace !!! You guys got me a fireplace? How totally awesome is that? (I have a confession to make . . . I have never been anywhere cold enough that has an actual built into the wall type fireplace. Electric and oil heaters are the best I can say I've seen.) And now I actually own one Love the colour scheme and the view and the smells and everything about it. You guys rock, this is SOOO just right, perfect in fact. Thanks Blossoms SS pulls the sheepskin off the bed, leaving Raphael to shiver, arranges it in front of the fireplace and tosses another log on the fire because she loves the sound of the crackles that the wood makes. Opens a bag of marshmallows and starts roasting them. 'Hey, you let me freeze' Raphael complained. SS lifted the corner of the sheepskin while Raphael snuggled in, she popped a marshmallow into his mouth to stop his protest. 'Did I tell you that there is now FINALLY a page 2 in the Angel Academy?' SS asked. 'What are we waiting for, lets go get some real privacy!' Raphael said.
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Post by Dangerbabe on Oct 4, 2004 0:02:10 GMT -5
Yay! ;D She likes it!!! ;D Have fun on page 2, you guys.
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Post by The Capricious Capodecina on Oct 4, 2004 16:57:59 GMT -5
woot woot SS likes her room!! ... thanx to DB mostly ... but i'm still very glad you like it!!! ;D
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Post by Dangerbabe on Oct 4, 2004 17:42:21 GMT -5
You kiddin'? I couldn't have done it without you, AJB, you crazy kid! ;D
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Post by Dangerbabe on Oct 21, 2004 12:16:19 GMT -5
DB snuck into SS's bio thread. The angel was away. But...the Johnny was not. "Heya, Raphael. What's up?" "Hi, DB. Not much...just the usual torment at being separated from my angel. But she'll be back." "Yeah," DB said, chewing on a candyette, "about that. She might be a little longer than expected. She's awfully busy...um...relocating some furniture. I don't supposed you'd mind helping me out for a while? Since you don't seem to have anything better to do." "Sure! I'll just leave a note for SS..." "No need. I already let her know what we're up to." "Oh. Okay, then. Let's go." They hopped in a waiting taxi and drove off. A note however, had been left by DB when Raphael wasn't looking. It read... I don't have anything to strike with, so...I took your Johnny. Return the sofa, blossom.
Love and kisses,
DB
P.S. I'm actually quite enjoying this handsome Indian of yours so...take your time. [/i]
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Post by The Poetic Protégée on Oct 21, 2004 13:38:13 GMT -5
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Post by Secret Pseudonym on Oct 21, 2004 14:33:49 GMT -5
;D
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Post by The Fearless Fiend on Oct 21, 2004 16:28:12 GMT -5
;D
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Post by The High Flyer on Oct 21, 2004 18:13:39 GMT -5
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Post by Secret Pseudonym on Oct 23, 2004 0:25:54 GMT -5
SS = I don't think so. SS = , and the and the are not amused. You know what you have to do, SS.
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Post by The Poetic Protégée on Oct 24, 2004 16:08:58 GMT -5
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