Bev was amazed. "...I...Blimey. When did this one pop up?" She walked to a dusty bookshelf and pulled out an English copy of 'Pride and Prejudice.' "Good old Jane." She replaced it and looked at a far wall. On it hung an old coat of arms and a suit of armour. She walked over and took a sword from the wall next to it. "Good God? I can't imagine a sanctuary like this here! It's like a diamond in the French rough." She moved to another bookshelf. "'L'Histoire Concise de la Révolution Française.' 'Joan d'Arc: La Bonne de Lorraine.' 'La Monarchie de France.' Goodness, even, 'Benjamin Franklin : Le Père de France!' I could spend the rest of me life just sitting here looking at titles. Do you mind if I take some of these?" Bev asked, though she was already stuffing her bag.

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Reasons I love England #217:
I saw "whilst" on a traffic sign

Jessica smiled "zay came from all over my father had them bought " she stopped and thought of her once family he father killed by the Allies she coudl remember it but it was too painful. he mother had died a few years ago of an illness and her brother still fighting in the war. she was the only one with the Allies but she felt alone.
"you are welcome to this room anytime you vant " she spoke in a British accent then it broke slightly, she cleared her throat she was trying to get rid of her accent at all costs but it was not working. a grandfather clock struck the hour ten am and jess jumped like she was shot. she blushed slightly " forgive me i have been jumpy the past dayz"
" my name is Jessica, Jessica Reiker.." she said her last name with dignity
" i am the present owner of this house "

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

((The front door...))
Tired of waiting, and playing on her insincts, the spy knealt down and produced a lock opening kit. Twenty seconds later, she gave the door a light push, and it sung forward on its hinges. The diagonaly cut short dress fluttered slightly, and she stepped in, carefully closing the door behind her.
"Hello? Hallo? Fraelein Reiker?" she spoke german with no trace of an accent, and the words fell softly from her lips.

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jessica heard her name from the main hall she poked her head out from the door she had not heard " Fraulien Jessica" and i long time not since her father died. "Ja?" she replied stepping fully out of the doorway. her cream skirt ruffled alittle she looked nervouse.

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

Okay one quetion no rudeness intended...

But why in the hell of davy jones are you in a bleeping dress. a manicure and dressed like a Charley's angle. It is completely unreallistc and buging me quite a bit....

I'm sorry but I just had to say that before it drove me and Doomavatar insane. Please do not view me as a bad person For, as Deawen, morwen, and doomavatar could point out I'm a very nice guy.

THank you

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(+'.'+) BUNNY!
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((Wow! Calm down...^^" Just felt like it...
EDIT : Whats a Charley's angle? I'll change the posts...))

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(Oh, Tony, you're so precious...OKay, but should I post a translation of what I say in French?)

Beverly peaked around the door with a shiny lense and a compaq. She saw the strangely dressed lady and Jessica talking sofly in German. She muttered to herself in French, "Ici il va, alors..." She stowed the compaq and lense and stepped into the front hallway. "Well, helloa! Who's this we have here?"

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Reasons I love England #217:
I saw "whilst" on a traffic sign

(i said one word ein Wort!)

Jessica turned to Bev " i do not know exactly she has not yet told me her name"

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

well it's sunday.....im giving warning im planning on an attack!)

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

POST PEOPLE!

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

(Sorry. Bloody Geometry test. It was a biotch.)

"Hm. Well, let's have it then?" she said with a smile to the darkly-clad stranger.

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Reasons I love England #217:
I saw "whilst" on a traffic sign

Morwen I would love to actually know what you say in fremch becouse when you start talking french I'm completely lost... Also sorry I haven't been able to post I've been waiting on Doomavatarto post to continue with my story.

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Evil is not always chosen but it forced by:
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(+'.'+) BUNNY!
(")_(")

Alais had returned home, and gone back to her normal routine of checking every two mins to see if her brother arrived. After the millionth time that day she decided that if she kept this up she'd go mad. I can't do this she thought. I can't leave him there any longer. She rushed upsatirs, lifted up the loose floorboard, and pulled out an army style rucksack. Inside was an army unifrom, which she had pilfered from the bags of many soldiers who'd came into the infirmary. She tucked her hair into a cap, got changed and examined herself criticly in the mirror. She looked perfectly the part. Nw all she had to do was find her brother.

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Tony Cocked an eyebrow, and decided to avoid the question. "Have you had anything to eat, I haven't. After that I'll be doing sniping practice." he started to walk out of the infermary. waiting at the door for his answer.

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Evil is not always chosen but it forced by:
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(+'.'+) BUNNY!
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"They will chose in time, but remember this; you have no control over the approching events. Fate will decide in time. Battle is not for the peaceful of mind. It is not for the weak of heart. The extiguishing of a conscious flame of life must be done with care. Pain tells us we are alive. Suffering tells us that there is hope for humanity. There is no freedom without opression; no love without hate. All things are relative. No one can escape Fate Tony fate. Should you retourn i will await you here," Ivan ranted untill he was almost short of breath, then slowly placing a hand on the autopsy table, "Good bye Tony. Fate will decide in time."

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We are enslaved by freedom

Jessica waited pataintly, who was this woman? why is she here? there had not been any attacks recently to Jessica they were overdue on an attack.

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home