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I knew I liked you. LOL. You're not so nice as you think deep down

LOL, JKJK. You are.

Sure thing, as long as Mark gets hurt somehow but doesn't die, I don't have the patients to create another mark LOL)))
Alaire grinned demonically as he sped down the streets. "I've got an idea."Rachelle nodded mutely. She drew in another deep breath of the cool night air. "Is it cold tonight?"Ian tried vainly to bring himself back to conciousness. Mark watched Mel's tears fall from where he sat off the edge of the clearing. He'd sent the rest of the group away, saying he'd follow in a few moments, then hunted down Mel and Ian. He was almost silent- a remarkable feat for him- as he sat in the howling wind. Watching. Waiting.