Altar of Twilight hey, mama, how's it going?

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"no! that's the best part! the elk is still alive and still a total dork." cue more mad chuckling. to be honest, Casmir couldn't recall a time when he'd laughed so much with Aria. her little giggles were tiny bell-like tolls of cuteness. he gave her a nod for the heads-up; out of the three he'd come to visit at Moonspear, he suspected that Constantine would be the hardest nut to crack. giggity. "all right. well, uh ... if you aren't doing anything right now, didja wanna?"
he tried to keep his tone light — whatever. if he was hitting on her, then...whatever. maybe he just couldn't help himself around pretty girls he once tried to date. it wasn't like he was begging to lick her mouth or anything.[/tr][/td][/table]