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You would think that 100 years of time would be enough to forget all about him, but it seems that I cannot.

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2010-04-29

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Chapter 8 - Black Butterfly

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A/N: My only regret is that this is shorter than most chapters. xD The moments when I'm inspired are few and far between, looking at my journal entries.

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I don't have a witty comment, so here's a fake cut. )

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And then another chapter has begun. \o/
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Chapter 9 - Dangerous Mind
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A/N: Nagant is a classy person. Also, I normally add things I don't add into my Facebook notes. Whether it's to thicken a chapter or to add things I'm sure I missed...or to make sure that people still check up on my blog. ;D I should probably add that into my other notes, but since only two people like, read my LJ, eh. xD /shrug.
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While the batch was being led on by Browning and Sten, Nagant hid inside the corps room. He wasn't really worried about not appearing; the other officers usually covered for one another.

The white envelope was taped underneath the table, stamped with his Godfather's signet ring. Not bothering to reach for a letter-opener he knew was waiting in the drawer--Browning and Sten seemed to be on a Victorian kick lately--he ripped the top of the envelope and found a key and a letter.

"The box is in the back."

It isn't easy, decapitating a horse's head...but better to be safe than sorry, right? )
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Chapter 10 - Chloroform
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A/N: The moment I get this novel published is the day I can finally tell my mother, "Writing is so not a worthless job." and I can rub it in my brother's face. He sorely believes, 100% that I do not have talent for this, and that I should give up.

...I want to prove him wrong.

Also, staying true to my word--I usually read back on the chapter I post on Facebook. ;D Now it wouldn't be fun if I didn't have some kind of incentive to keep you guys coming back. :3
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September 31, year 20xx (as a rough placeholder)

During the six weeks that followed, Adrian Nagant grew more aware of the whispers in his class, that there were dark shadows underneath his eyes, and his skin had taken on a paler tinge than usual. He could literally hear them murmuring about various activities, rumours mostly. 

Which side are you on? )

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Darling, it's a life of surprises. xD Ah, I enjoy adding bits here and there...please read and review, as per usual~
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