Something Fire-Like

adelaide continued, crossing her arms (and, therefore, her wings). the tiger teacher squinted. giving adelaide a look-over. field tensed. almost disturbed. adelaide raised a brow, asking jay t, "i am not here to offer services.

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Two-Step Revival

adelaide asked. the dq was sparse ... at this time of night. field had a coke (which he was splitting with adelaide). and a butterscotch dipped cone.

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How to Forget About Peaches

adelaide's telepathic 'feelers' gently massaging his mind, gently calming him. another breath. and another sigh. "that's it ... " breathing inward through his pink, sniffy nose, field went, "adelaide ... " " ... yeah?"

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Hush

adelaide watched them, turning her head, almost giving a chitter as they skirted her leg.

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Not Even the Lightning Bugs

"adelaide ... not in front of akira." a giggle-chitter. "she doesn't know what it means. do you, akira?" adelaide asked, looking to their daughter.

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2.3 - Real Time

And, also, to caves and moving in and out of them, and adelaide, as well.

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Race Day, Part Two

Their team didn't have the financial support that adelaide's team had. adelaide was a big draw for sponsorship. dusky wasn't, really, but ... ... she cared about them both. adelaide, as a friend. one she'd gone to school with.

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Drom 3: Enter Adelaide.

adelaide used this time to finally look around the room. it was small, only five by five meters or so.

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Waechtersbach

adelaide giggle-chittered. "adelaide ... " "sorry. sorry," she said honestly. "i ... can't help it." her voice at a breathy, misty whisper.

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Crackers Don't Matter

It has no name ... ... other than adelaide. you are a color of your own. if someone were to tell me to take off my rose-tinted sunglasses, i would respond, "whatever to do you mean? for i am wearing adelaide-tinted sunglasses.

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Silly and Seriousness

"maybe you should leave," adelaide advised. cobalt narrowed his eyes. and raised his glass a bit. "good luck ... come the weekend." adelaide just kept her eyes narrowed. and the fox filtered away.

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The Bagel Bill Incident

And adelaide, leaving her order (of blueberry bagels), rushed to field. who was being held (by the arms) by a fox. a red-orange fox. "bill," said ma, standing now. behind adelaide. "you don't smell of this place. any of you.

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