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I have knocked out and kidnapped your husband. You are to arrive at the Coliseum in the Jungle tonight. Alone. If anyone follows you or arrives during our meeting besides me, your husband, you, and/or my clients (if they so do choose to appear, which I highly doubt), your husband dies. With a cut bleeding body. There will be no stupid heroics. I see any mention of this outside of this journal, your husband dies. You talk about this with your friends or family, he dies. Your witch does anything, he dies. Are we sensing a pattern, yes, girlie? The terms of his release will be decided upon arrival. After sunset is preferable. Bring whatever you want with you. I may or may not duel you, depending on my fancy. Be seeing you, Kantai. ((Also, for anyone in RL to think this is serious, FAILZORS. RPing on the Internetz.)) Current Mood: content Current Music: Carly Simon - That's The Way I've Always Heard It Should Be
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