"Hm," Nero considered quietly and followed the sharp clean lines of Sharra's arm, her torso, as Ayel moved them. They were no different then clothes, only living.
"Might," Nero answered and stepped forward. He was much shorter now, it was strange. "How tight can we fit?" Ayel was the mathematically inclined one.
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Re: Oh Hell No.
Date: 2010-02-23 04:58 am (UTC)"Might," Nero answered and stepped forward. He was much shorter now, it was strange. "How tight can we fit?" Ayel was the mathematically inclined one.