All in a Days Work Pt.2

The wolf rummaged around in his trench coat for a moment before pulling out a single key. as he inserted it, her sensitive ears could pick up the tumblers falling into place.

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Carmine

Sex purged from his mind - at least for now - and his purpose clear, carmine drew his trench coat in tight around himself like a cloak of armor.

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I hate this place

He found a black t-shirt, blue jeans with a black trench coat. john took a pair of dark sunglasses and put them on, he looked in the mirror. "much better, this is me. now to get the fuck out of here."

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The Crystal Chronicle: Introduction

I nodded quietly and grabed my trench coat and covered myself. before connecting the clasps, i got down onto my knees. i didn't get the luxery of starring this time.

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TMF-Ep17- The Sleuth and the soccer ball-

Skyler- he wears a white trench coat jacket with black slacks with white shoes with magenta colored cloves with the same hat he always wears. -he uses the psychic element to fight, and uses a crossbow as his main weapon.

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Pretty Toy. Chapter 1

He was clothed in all black with a blood stained trench coat and his green eyes gleaming like the fires of hell. with one quick move he grabbed the vixen's neck and growled into her ear. "shut the fuck up you stupid slut!" he screamed.

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Profile: Ralphael Nakai

Fashion: mostly clothes that fits him, but usually wears baggy pants, trench coats and muscle shirts. fighting style: kick-boxing, except he doesn't really use his hands a lot.

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The Beginning: Is This the End?

It was cold so she was wearing a deep purple trench coat that hid the rest of her body so it was impossible to tell if the rest of her was like that.

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Profile: Isabelle Schaeffer

Likes trench coats. likes jewelry. wears colors purple, blue, gray, black, and red. hair is either loose, in a braid or a rat tail. fighting style: capoeira and martial arts.

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So Long Clairmont, Goodbye

Dillon feels the chill of the red brick piercing his trench coat. his furs throttles at the sensation as he peals himself off to look around the corner.

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“The Gift and Curse of Roy Alexander”

_ he yelled mentally to himself and taking his trench coat he smothered the flames.

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