Date: 2012-11-10 04:54 pm (UTC)
"That's up for popular vote. I'd say it's about half." Though by the looks of this city it seemed as if most of them wanted him dead. He hadn't even run into his father yet and he could feel him. The storm was a big clue in.

"What, you can't tell whether you hate me or love me can you?" he was smug about it, taunting her with her own feelings because he didn't remember his own.
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