tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32315208995859357562024-02-18T22:33:03.954-05:00The Mckenna legacyMy legacy using The Sims 3 GameMyssblairhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16933963461912895496noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3231520899585935756.post-49355936973588531642011-04-25T18:54:00.000-04:002011-04-25T18:54:06.740-04:00Chapter 8: Party Invitation<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">I had a restless night, I could not get Yumi's story out of my head, and the back pains didn't help. I just knew I was gonna have a bad day and Blair had to reportto her"elders".</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">As I stepped into the salon I saw Miss Wolf, My first client.</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">" Hello Miss wolf what can I do for you?"</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">"well you see my dear I need a new hairstyle and gown, Its Thorton's and I anniversary and we are going somewhere fancy."</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">"ok sure no problem."</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">As I did Miss Thortons new look , I just had flashes of my life since I came to Sunset Valley. In the midst of my inner thoughts my phone rang, luckily I was finished with my client.</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">"hello?"</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: blue;">"Moira?"</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">"yes."</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">My heart did i flilp I could not believe Leighton was on the next line.</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: blue;">"I'm having a formal dinner party at my place... um I'd really like it you came."</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">"yes I'd love to, I'l be there at 7.''</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">I look at the clock and it was around three o clock so I left. I went home got some food, and took a nap.</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">When I got up it was around five forty-five.</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">I hurried to the shower then got dress and called the cab. As I got into the cab the driver just kept staring at me. It made me uncomfortable, within the next five minutes I was at my destination.</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">I wrang he doorbell and Leighton opened the door. We stood there staring at each other for a good minures then we blushed and looked down.</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">" Hi?..."</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: blue;">"Hi...".</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: blue;">"you look beautiful."</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">"thanks."</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">He lead me inside and the first thing I noticed was Paulina Wan. I didn't realise Lee was holding my hand until I saw the glare on her face was fixated on our joined hands. I wonder whats her problem. In that same instant I remember what Yumi told me about her wanting Lighton.</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: blue;">"Um would you like something to drink ?"</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">" yes please."</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">I stood there and watched as he made walked off to get my drink . then the next thing I knew Paulina Wan with her much too tight dress was infront of me in her much too tight dress.</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">" Oh so you are the reason Leighton does not call me any more, I can't believe he's ignoring me for a pointy ear freak like you."</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">I could not believ what I was hearing, but the good thing is he really liked me. The point where Paulina insults me is not going to go down well.</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">"Excues me, the last time I check you are Sunset Valley stop and so so you have no right to complain. I don't even see why Lee wanted you in the first place, I may have pointy ears but I proud of my heritage and I have something to offer Lee that you could never offer."</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">By the time I was done I had and audience. Lee stood there mouth open. I just walked to him took my drink and whispered in his ear.</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">I took his hand and lead him outside.</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">"Lee I'm sorry about your party."</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">He put his finger to my lips, it was so warm.</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: blue;">"I'm glad you came."</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: blue;">"You know I would like to hang out with you more often. How about tomorrow before I go to work say around one in the afternoon?"</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">"Sure."</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">"You know your mom told me about Paulina, I also know about your son Sam. I'm sorry you had to go through all of that alone."</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">I saw a flicker of pain in his eyes, at the moment all I wanted to do was comfort him, just hold him in my arms.</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: blue;">"Thank you that is sweet of you, your just as sweet as pancakes."</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: blue;">Nice goin Lee real sweet with the lady. atleast she blushed. I could not believe mom told her about my past. I guess mom likes her becaus she always glares at paulina whenever she calles or comes over.</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: blue;">To think of it I never really felt anything for Paulina.</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: blue;">Moira is the real deal, she might be a little snobby but apart from that I love her.</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: blue;">Huh.. did i really say I love her?</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: blue;">I seems like she feels the same about me, I wonder what she has to offer me that Paulina can't.</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: blue;">Ohoh she caught me staring.</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">" Are you ok?"</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: blue;">"yes. I was just thinking about what you said back there to Paulina."</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">"Well I meant it."</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">" I like you alot and I think I'm falling for you."</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">Moira what the heck?! I can't believe I told him all of that and he looks stunned. I hope he says something fast because if does not I'm goin home.</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: blue;">I could not believe that she's falling in love with me. I think I better say someting before she starts to cry.</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: blue;">"Moira, you are the most beautiful girl I've seen so far inside and out. I am not goin to fall for you."</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: blue;"><span style="color: #4c1130;">I suddenly felt tears well up in my eyes, I have made a fool of myself. I stood ready to run off when I felt a hand grab my wrist. </span></span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: blue;"><span style="color: #4c1130;">When I looked I saw Lee staring at me. I felt the urge to scream at him.</span></span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: blue;"><span style="color: blue;">"Moira I have fallen in love with you. you are all I dream about. If what you are feeling is real, I would want you to be my girlfriend and some day my one and only love."</span></span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: blue;">When I saw the dejected look on her beautiful face I regretted what I said, I could not let her leave. After I finished telling her what I felt. She smiled and my goodness It seemed like the moon just got brighter, she looked even more beautiful, I was stunned.</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: blue;">It's like all my pain from the past just washed away. I saw my future right there in those big blue eyes of hers and felt the need to kiss her, to profess my love for her, to propose to her. woah there boy slow down.</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: blue;">I stepped closer to her and I could have sworn her face glowed. I gently tilted her head up to mine and kissed her and it felt like the fireworks went off.</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: blue;"><span style="color: #4c1130;">When I felt that kiss It was warm and deep and filled with love. The warmth spread through my entire body and my ears started to twitch that was when I noticed him staring with a smirk on his face and I justblushed and willed them to stop but they did not, they were moving with the beat of my heart.</span></span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: blue;"><span style="color: blue;">I kissed her and while holding her I saw her ears twitch. Never in my life I seen that, this Moira Is something else but her ears are adorable. I can imaging our children and grand children with her ears and eyes. I think I'll ask her to marry me tomorrow.</span></span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: blue;">" Don't worry about those ears of yours, I love them and you." </span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: blue;">" meet me at the park tomorrow i have something to ask."</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: blue;"><span style="color: #4c1130;">"ok."</span></span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: blue;"><span style="color: #4c1130;">"I'm gonna go now I got a ten o cloc in the morning."</span></span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: blue;"><span style="color: #4c1130;">Before I left i gave him a goodbye kiss called the cab and went home.</span></span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: blue;"></span></strong><strong><span style="color: blue;"></span></strong>Myssblairhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16933963461912895496noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3231520899585935756.post-6938097321857975362011-04-22T23:09:00.000-04:002011-04-22T23:09:07.492-04:00Chapter 7:Make over and a story<b><u><span style="color: black;">AN: I lost the pics of Yumis Sekemoto makeover the date and wedding:(</span></u></b><br />
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<b><span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: #4c1130;">It has been my second week on the job. I have been busy sketching and painting and thinking of Leighton that I'm so contented that I don't worry about the roof over my head anymore. Its a good thing it doesn't rain here <span style="background-color: white;">cuz</span><span style="background-color: white;"> been on the outside would not be fun. Its kinda strange though the perfect climate here hmmm</span>.. oh well.</span><br />
<span style="color: #4c1130;"> </span><br />
<span style="color: #4c1130;">I did my normal routine which including painting for an hour or sketching then have a bite then went to bed.</span></span></b><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;"> Then before I knew it the dreaded morning came when I had to head to the salon for my 9am with Miss <span style="background-color: white;">Sekemoto.(or Yumi) (humph) old hag.</span></span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="background-color: white; color: black;"><em>Now now my little elfina, that's how I taught you to behave, don't go and make over you future mother in law with that attitude.</em></span></strong><br />
<span style="color: #4c1130;"><strong>Yeah whatever Blair. </strong></span><br />
<strong><em><span style="color: black;">Look don't worry it will be fine, you'll see. If you want me to intervein I will.</span></em></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">Thanks but no thanks.</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">I've been dragging my leg all morning, by the time I spun around I was time to go.</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">When I got to the salon she was there. She stood there for five mins staring me down.</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">Whats up with this lady.</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">"So I see you finally made it."</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">"Er yeah." This woman is goin to make be nasty to her.</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">"By the way for this make over I would like a new athletic wear"</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">"ok".</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">"I see the way you look at my son, he talks about you alot."</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">I could not believe that my heart was doing flips like the fish in the pond.</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">" Just so you know he has a son Sam, things didnt go well with my son and his mom, that ungrateful wench. All she did was use Leighton, made him this they were gonna start a life together and raise Sam. At the time just started his career with the "Llama Champs" they were gonna make my boy a star one day. :D Bless his gentle heart."</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">"Then one day Lee came home from work and found all her stuff missing and a note on their bed saying she's gone to Al Sim Hara with the so called new love she found."</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">I can never for forget the way I heard him cry night after night. He was sinking into depression slowly all he did was work because he ad to make sure Sam had a good life, but I know he could not do it on his own so I decided to help raise Sam while he worked and it has always been so."</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">Oh my gosh I felt tears welling up in my eyes. I hurried to wipe them away.</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">" Um Miss Sekemoto I'm sorry about what happen to Lee. I don't know what it feels like to be that broken but I understand the feeling."</span></strong><br />
<strong><em><span style="color: black;">Moira that was not so bad was it? She's just overprotective but she'll warm up to you eventually, but you gotta move fast because I have a feeling that you are not the only one after him.</span></em></strong><br />
<strong><em>There's the Sunset valley stop and go paulina wan after him and he is too good to fall into her hands.</em></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">I could not believe all I was hearing. That was too much information.</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">After the makeover I was momentarily stunned. Then I heard someone calling me.</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">" Moira?"</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">"Yes ?"</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">"I know he's feeling something for you, thats why I told you this story, but if you ever hurt my boy You will regret the day you came to Sunset valley."</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">I thought I was about to passout.</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">"I have no intentions of hurting him but at the same time I will not allow him to hurt me."</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">I could not believe that woman was smirking at me.</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">"I see you got spine, the last one he brought home didnt have any. I like that"</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">After I finish my last client I just went home.</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">I decided to work on my painting and sketching because I needed the promotion I need a roof over my head.</span></strong><br />
<strong><em><span style="color: black;">Atleast you know why the woman was giving you the death glare. But anyway now little one get some sleep becaus who knows It might be a long day.</span></em></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">Blair?</span></strong><br />
<strong><em><span style="color: black;">Yes?</span></em></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">How do you know all of that about paulina wan and do you what is goin to happen next?</span></strong><br />
<strong><em><span style="color: black;">You know I can't telly you that.... Where will the fun be in that? Get some sleep .</span></em></strong>Myssblairhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16933963461912895496noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3231520899585935756.post-27914387310826666662011-04-14T01:38:00.001-04:002011-04-14T01:53:50.691-04:00Chapter 6: The First Encounter With Mother -Inlaw to be<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"><b>I was shocked out of my skin only to find an old lady staring at me.</b></span><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">"um I'm sorry did you want a makeover?"</span></strong><br />
<strong><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">"Not today but I'm coming in tomorrow for 9am and I hope you have a clear head,"</span></em></strong><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMj9-wuyL0EE-6rr6dTAWHTTEBqyzyQqUuSp4Z-gPGZevyIaQegg958Li9ldM1_fxDxzYcLkUSuArF_cKY8TMqmq8S-Upqn6QT9iZB9jzcAdaiulpgPWZRZu5MIw6-GoFT6L8FNCXu150w/s1600/Screenshot-19.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMj9-wuyL0EE-6rr6dTAWHTTEBqyzyQqUuSp4Z-gPGZevyIaQegg958Li9ldM1_fxDxzYcLkUSuArF_cKY8TMqmq8S-Upqn6QT9iZB9jzcAdaiulpgPWZRZu5MIw6-GoFT6L8FNCXu150w/s400/Screenshot-19.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">I was stumped..she looked me up and down as if to size me up, hmm what the hell was that about?</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">"Ok but tell me your name ma'am"</span></strong><br />
<strong><em><span style="color: #4c1130;">"You may call me Miss Sekemoto and dont think I havnt been watching you eye balling my boy."</span></em></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">Huh? her boy? Then that would make me her daughter in law to be..I dont think she likes me though.</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: black;"><em>My my,why so blue my darling little elf?</em></span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">I dont think Lee's mom likes me much. </span></strong><br />
<strong><em><span style="color: black;">Don't worry about it just do you 9am tomorrow,I'm sure talking to her will warm her up, besides she's just a little over proctective of her boy. </span></em></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">Ok.</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">I left early just was'nt in the mood for more work just wanted to clear my head.</span></strong><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"><b>I just went home, I did'nt do much apart from eating and brood. </b></span><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">For once Blair is not in my head.</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: black;"><em>Hey I heard that. But you should not be worried there is a reason for this.</em></span></strong><br />
<strong><em>You know you should be thinking about your date with Lee tomorrow. Think happy thoughts and give mom a good make over and maybe if she's pleased she'll be nice.</em></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #4c1130;">Thanks Blair.</span></strong><br />
<strong><em><span style="color: black;">*smiles* Don't worry thats why I'm here. Night moira.</span></em></strong><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"><b> After my little talk with Blair I did feel better so I went to bed and fell into a restless slumber.</b></span><br />
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<b><i>"Wow elfina I can't remember the last time I've seen you so excited... By the way I left something for you at home you'll like it."</i></b><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"><b>"Yeah!!" I wonder what could she have gotten me.. I hope its a roof over my head and I didn't know she could give me things. Could she be holding out on me this entire time? If so she gotta answer to me.</b></span><br />
<b><i>(Smirking ) Ooohh I'm scared.</i></b><br />
<b><i>" You know elfina me giving you things is just a little perk which I cant use often once in a while and there are rules. I sold one of your paintings to get it."</i></b><br />
<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">"Oh ok."</span></b><br />
<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">When I saw the sketching table I was so excited, I couldn't sleep I just decided to spend the night preparing for Mr hunky's make over.</span></b><br />
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<b><i>Man these people are crazy.. how will aprons be the next big hit?</i></b><br />
<b><i>"Moira? You know you cant put the dude in an apron right?"</i></b><br />
<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">"Not now Blair"</span></b><br />
<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">After sketching I could not believe how much time went by and Blair kept nagging, sometimes I wish she'd just disappear but then again I need her....I hope she did not hear that because she'll never let me live it down. </span></b><br />
<b><i>"Moira you can't spent the night sketching you need to sleep so you be ready for Lee later."</i></b><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"><b>" You know your are so annoying... gimme a break will yah?"</b></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"><b>But then shes right I need to sleep I'm going to bed.</b></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"><b>As I steped into the salon he was waiting.</b></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"><b>I lead him to the make over station. I just couldn't help but stare at his body it was just pure perfection. C'mon Moira get it together before he catches you ogling him.</b></span><br />
<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">As I stood there waiting for her, I could not believe how much I'm getting myself worked up over this girl. While I was internally bantering with myself, I heard the wind chimes, I was just hoping it was her I will definitely have to digg up the courage to ask her out.</span></b><br />
<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">The door flew open and the first thing that caught my attention was the piercing blue eyes.</span></b><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"><b>I was in a daze. I didn't hear half of what she was saying but I agreed anyway then next thing I know I'm at the makeover station so I sorta stripped down and I could have sworn she was ogling me.</b></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"><b>You know Lee you could be imagining it.</b></span><br />
<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">"So what would you like for your makeover?" </span></b><br />
<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">"I'd like to have you" Lee what the heck are you doing?</span></b><br />
<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">"I um sorry.. I'd like a new everyday wear, athletic wear, formal wear,swimwear and a new pair of shoes?"</span></b><br />
<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">"oooook" Did he just say he want me?</span></b><br />
<b><i>I can't believe those two are falling in love and don't even know. I wonder if I should have some fun and let him know I'm there....hmmm...</i></b><br />
<b><i>"You know elfina I think you should ask him out soon seen you already did the make over. and yes you heard right he wants you;)."</i></b><br />
<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">So I was right he wants me!!!!!</span></b><br />
<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">I just stood there like a dork staring at him.</span></b><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"><b>Then the paid me smiled, and left. Today must be the best day for me in this boring little town.</b></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"><b>Then the next think I know I was daydreaming then felt someone shaking me.</b></span>Myssblairhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16933963461912895496noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3231520899585935756.post-5244108320519852902011-04-10T02:01:00.000-04:002011-04-10T02:01:13.160-04:00Chapter 4:The Meeting (Part A)<b><u> moira will be looking a little different</u></b><br />
<b><u>just a heads up leighton will be in<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"> Blue</span></u></b><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"><b>I woke up with the sun shining in my face and my back felt a little stiff..(dang it I need to get a </b></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"><b>better bed). then all of a sudden I felt the vibration in my pocket.</b></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"><b>"hello..Moira here"</b></span><br />
<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;">"Moira Its Madison Vanwatson here, you have a 9Am at the salon with Mr Sekemoto, don't be late."</span></b><br />
<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">"Yes maam"</span></b><br />
<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">After the call I grabbed a bowl of serial n went to my bargain john to sit and eat.</span></b><br />
<b><i>Gaah!!!! Who are you?!!! What did you do my Moira!!</i></b><br />
<b><i></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">AHHH!!!!! dammit Blair don't scare me like that and besides where have you been all this time? </span></b><br />
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<b><i>Moira?</i></b><br />
<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">In the flesh..(smirking) who were u expecting to see? the Grim Reaper?</span></b><br />
<b><i>Are you sure? if you are prove it..Answer one question. Do you have a nickname and tell me what it is.(smirking)</i></b><br />
<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">Dang it Blair you are such a pain up a llamas butt!!</span></b><br />
<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">Yes I'm sure and my nick name is Elfina, there satisfied now.</span></b><br />
<b><i>Lol.. yes my little elf... just wanted to make sure..</i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"> </span></b><br />
<b><i>No, but I had business with the elders...every few days I have to give them a report on our progress, and it turns out they are quite proud of us. </i></b><br />
<b><i>By the way what have you been up to? new dress, hair color and did you put on weight?</i></b><br />
<b><i>(hehe) better cut down on those pancakes girl.</i></b><br />
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">Well there's nothing a little make over cant fix.... after all I must remain as beautiful as always.</span></b><br />
<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">I'm gonna be late for my 9Am.</span></b><br />
<b><i>Ok you know elfina I think today is gonna be a very good day..</i></b><br />
<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">What do you know and not telling me... I demand you spit it out now..</span></b><br />
<b><i>Nope....not this time girlie you gotta get through the day and you'll see.</i></b><br />
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">ummph... (is that really her? she looks strange like no other person I've seen and whats up with those ears... and those big beautiful blue eyes...snap out of it Lee you have Sam to think about.</span></b><br />
<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">"Oops sorry(blushes a bit) " </span></b><br />
<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">I could not believe I just bumped into the most beautiful man I've ever seen in my elfin life...and he's my client I hope I don't screw up cuz I haven't done the fashion research .</span></b><br />
<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">"Are you Leighton Sekemoto?" He's so gorgeous.</span></b><br />
<b><i>Told you something good was gonna happen and by the way he don't look so bad..atleast were on a role .</i></b><br />
<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">"shut up blair"</span></b><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"><b>"yes am leighton and you must be my stylist.. err who are you talking to? I don't see anyone" I can't believe shes talking to herself and that irritated look on her face is quite adorable and those lips. ( christ lee get a hold of yourself).</b></span><br />
<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">"(turns beet red) no one..yes I'm Moira Mckenna."</span></b><br />
<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">"I just moved here two days ago and this is my first day on the job."</span></b><br />
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</div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">I didn't want to seem like a babbling idiot in front of this </span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"><b>Adonis.</b></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"><b>But at the same time what if he's the only good looking one left? Besides I do want beautiful babies. Speaking of babies I wonder if he wants any, I wonder if he like pancakes.</b></span><br />
<b><i>You know elfina you're give us both a headache. Ask him already but while youre at it give him the make over already. (smirking) who knows what an come of all this day.</i></b><br />
<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">" Umm Leighton, can I ask you a question?"</span></b><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"><b>She looks so adorable being shy.</b></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"><b>"Err, sure ask away ."</b></span><br />
<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">"Are you single?"</span></b><br />
<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">"yes"</span></b><br />
<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">Inside I was doing a happy dance. I cannot believe this, I will devise a plan to make him mine.</span></b><br />
<b><i>Yeah!! go get em tiger.</i></b><br />
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">Now that I'm looking at her directly she's beautiful. I hope she like pancakes and babies. Cuz I want lots and lots of them and grand kids.</span></b><br />
<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">I'm sure Sam wouldn't mins a sibling or two or may be three and I hope mom wont mind sitting them.</span></b><br />
<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">" You know I'm kinda running late for work, how bout another 9 am" Nice going lee.. way to charm a girl into another meeting.</span></b><br />
<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">" Yeah sure, no biggie" Whoo hoo I'm seeing mr hunky tomorrow for a 9am date.</span></b><div><b><i>*Smirking* you know a 9am make over is not an ideal first date you know. Unless lady luck is really on your side hehe.... u better do your home work so you don't screw up girly.</i></b></div><div><b><i><br />
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</span></i></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">" Hey Moira come closer" She even smells wonderful, Like freshly cooked pancakes.</span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">" Yeah," Is it me or is he trying to get close to me, oh well Its working.</span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">" Words out that Susan Wainwright Is having and affair, she has been secretly seen this superstar actor that came from Bridgeport."</span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">" (hand over mouth) ooooo really "</span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">"Yeah and now her husband has finally caught up.. poor dude"</span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">" Well he must not have been doing something right" oops too harsh.</span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">" I mean poor guy"</span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">"err..yeah, anyway I really gotta go, see you in the morning." Yeah way to go lee you got yourself a snob. I hope she has other good qualities but she so beautiful. I guess I will see more of her and i'll know.</span></b></div><div><b><i>Well well well, Its seems we have a match made in heaven, hehe the future is so bright...hmm I wonder if I need shades. </i></b></div><div>The guardian felt so pleased with herself she could not wait to give the elders the next report. But we all know there's a storm brewing. </div><div>How will our guardian fare in the next challenge? </div><div>Let the wooing begin and hopefully wedding plans.</div><div>This will be all until next time.</div><div><b><i><br />
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<b><i>LOL I did'nt know your ears could twitch you wait until we find u a guy hehehe..</i></b><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"><b>Shut it Blair!! I totally forgot she was there, but oh well I'm not alone.</b></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"><b>So I made my way back. It just occurred to me that I have 1400 simoleons. Who hoo!! </b></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"><b>Time to get me a few things.</b></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"><b>But what do I get first?</b></span><br />
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<b><i>Well why not get a bed? A toilet and a sink but you are going to have to shower at the pool or gym for a few days but if you want to make extra cash get a easel and start drawing.</i></b><br />
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">Gaaah!!! public bathrooms!!!! I can't believe it.</span></b><br />
<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">Later in the night the first thing I got was the easel *sigh* I might as well start...and thats how I painted my first picture.</span></b><br />
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">No Guardian...I will have you know Its the beautiful scenery I saw this evening and I doubt you can make something so beautiful.</span></b><br />
<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">I got so carried away I did not realize it was 12am already but the good thing is I did not have work until Tuesday morning. whew</span></b><br />
<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">I decided to freshen up a bit use the toilet and go to sleep under the beautiful night sky.</span></b><br />
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The guardian watched while the elf slept, guarding her dreams and protecting her from all harm and hoping all will go well. But she realized she needed to fall into a meditative sleep before her charge woke up. Even though she was meditating no matter how deep she was she would always hear the cry of her charge if she needed her.<br />
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">I felt the warmth of the sun on my face and woke up with a smile, I just thought to myself "you know Moira it's going to be a wonderful day.</span></b><br />
<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">I was almost done with my picture but I just felt the need to go to Champ Le Sims...I heard Its beautiful and the men are so fine(swoon). But champ le sims will have to wait until I can afford it.</span></b><br />
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<b><i>(Stretches legs) thats not a bad picture at all nice going kid.</i></b><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"><b>"You know Blair a masterpiece like that could only be done by me Moira the Great."</b></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"><b>I finished my painting late monday evening. </b></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"><b>I didn't want it to get too late so I went to the local bistro to get some food and came back. </b></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"><b>I went to bed and for the first time since since I'm here I dreamed of money and lots of it, I gotta make more of it.</b></span><br />
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</span></b>Myssblairhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16933963461912895496noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3231520899585935756.post-38303374960148831672011-03-26T20:15:00.000-04:002011-03-26T20:15:54.183-04:00Chapter 3: Step 1 Getting The Job<div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXZlaxE-qU-YbqQIaOboV-GkDgjyqwyjxMmVEguevTb0mEeZn-aum8-yzauOQCJfDyv_aUmrBppzKskUHDRNr8LsH4GKFBDOc_nGlMpaYm8EoWoj9HrtnF6MQ7Q-xwW9Xf3SElX26MDnCw/s1600/Screenshot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXZlaxE-qU-YbqQIaOboV-GkDgjyqwyjxMmVEguevTb0mEeZn-aum8-yzauOQCJfDyv_aUmrBppzKskUHDRNr8LsH4GKFBDOc_nGlMpaYm8EoWoj9HrtnF6MQ7Q-xwW9Xf3SElX26MDnCw/s400/Screenshot.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">Moira</span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"><br />
</span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">My nice yet pain in the butt so called guardian was cracking jokes about me basically thinking she don't know how I'm going to survive. I was looking on the bright side thinking and saying someone is there to guide me . I decided to get to know the place abit but first things first, Blair said I should find a job but I don't know how or where to start and she said she would be there. All I have to do I call her name out loud or think it. But knowing me I'd rather do mentally, I don't want people to think I'm crazy. I already stand out with my appearance so why stand out more. So I decided to call.."</span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">Blair?!"</span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i> Dang elfina I'm here, I'm just watching from the side....Oh for the job why not check the salon in town maybe you could get a job as a stylist. Maybe you'll find some one. Heh I'm a pain in your butt but you do need me huh....I thought so.</i></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">I decided not to snob Blair and get a move on with my life. I called a cab and told him to drop me off at the nearest salon.</span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie8hCe8cpwJEGbypUp-q4nCw14RHNRi3t2YsI2alvl89UOM5XRZ1pY1fLw9ZhzarvDb-epGSdrkmL7oiwtN5Q71Dej6ws7jQEQmNV2M2lDNRNl_tRoIOPjl4-dnSH3xBs0pCs2hY9Fmpnd/s1600/Screenshot-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie8hCe8cpwJEGbypUp-q4nCw14RHNRi3t2YsI2alvl89UOM5XRZ1pY1fLw9ZhzarvDb-epGSdrkmL7oiwtN5Q71Dej6ws7jQEQmNV2M2lDNRNl_tRoIOPjl4-dnSH3xBs0pCs2hY9Fmpnd/s400/Screenshot-2.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"> I on my way to the salon I kinda took in the sights and thought to myself this place might not be so bad after all.</span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>You know elfina I could have told you that you know, heh crazy elf.</i></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">Oh boy there you go with elfina again but I'll make an exception for you but no one else calls me that or else.</span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>Yes O almighty elfina (skickers).</i></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">I got out of the cab and paid the driver, he looked at me like I'm some weird creature from outer space and I just turned my nose up at him and stepped in the salon. It was nicely decorated and busy, but when I saw their sense of style, I just thought man these people need serious help because if they don't the fashion police would lock them all up.</span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">I saw a blond well dressed lady and she was not looking bad at all she was dressing semi-formal with Vanwatson on her name tag. I walked over to her and introduced myself to her.</span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">Hi! I'm Moira Mckenna, I saw the "hiring sign" on the door and was wondering if you have space for me.</span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;">"well, well I have'nt seen you here before, are you new here?"</span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">"yes, I just moved here"</span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;">"Alright then, I have one more slot left open but you gotta own your skills, here's a sheet read it and you know the skills required."</span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj431Bi_NFBFRzdvSMXn4JrZ_vxTylzBQzZTN6Bf-bhM6oo6Tax3LWlHBGClbLWkebWofHZwNmzHFNxTtpLsohn1dZCNIhp-w8MCxrH3DjZZruW6ZF7Q6dGA0DysZsD7NmCYoBOrnPXlV38/s1600/Screenshot-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj431Bi_NFBFRzdvSMXn4JrZ_vxTylzBQzZTN6Bf-bhM6oo6Tax3LWlHBGClbLWkebWofHZwNmzHFNxTtpLsohn1dZCNIhp-w8MCxrH3DjZZruW6ZF7Q6dGA0DysZsD7NmCYoBOrnPXlV38/s400/Screenshot-3.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;"><br />
</span></b></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">"<b>so does that mean I get the job?"</b></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><b><i>Poor clueless elfina tsk tsk yes silly thats a yes you got the job or you will be.</i></b></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"><b>"Hey I'm not silly."</b></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;">"Moira dear are you talking to yourself, cuz if you are there is no place for insane people in this salon."</span></b></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">"Yes ma'am."</span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk-Q3HJMYYFiisf9c-YehaiCxh2xVqrSMjycA8-4jQx72vBUowV8HcJ9-GifPUV_VKc1UMakPf5-hQbweZAjeC228O3AY41fXwx1_JKU7DMKAwkvP_KnDjASYVuTpHlsq_0InWhmeKKSi5/s1600/Screenshot-5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk-Q3HJMYYFiisf9c-YehaiCxh2xVqrSMjycA8-4jQx72vBUowV8HcJ9-GifPUV_VKc1UMakPf5-hQbweZAjeC228O3AY41fXwx1_JKU7DMKAwkvP_KnDjASYVuTpHlsq_0InWhmeKKSi5/s400/Screenshot-5.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="400" /></a></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;">"Good...be here at 8:00am Tuesday, and don't be late, tardiness is not tolerated."</span></b></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">"</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">yes."</span></b></div><div><b><i>"Way to go Moira you got the job :)."</i></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">Now that I got the job I was so excited. Home upgrade and better life here I come!</span></b><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span">Now that Moira got her first job, Blair was happy because now she knew the ball was really rolling.The elders were pleased with the new guardian's work but in their hearts they knew one of the hardest tasks was coming soon, finding a mate for the young elf before it was too late.</span><br />
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</i></b></div>Myssblairhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16933963461912895496noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3231520899585935756.post-54119681025363483412011-03-26T19:45:00.001-04:002011-03-26T19:45:45.246-04:00Chapter 2: Legacy? What Legacy?<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">After two full hours of bickering, snobbishness and taunting our guardian finally decides to tell our little elven the real deal about why shes really here and why she has been given a guardian.</div></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Meanwhile the elders were watching. They called for their seer Sara.</div></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Sara can see the future. As Sara entered the chamber she stood in front of the elder he asked" Sara how will our young guardian fare in this challenge?."</div></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Sara had a grave look on her face and said"Your guardian will face many challenges it will be a rocky road especially for her charge there is a Storm brewing."</div></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">The elders ask Sara how ill it end. Sara just told them that information she cannot disclose so they will have to watch and see.</div></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">As Sara went back her quarters, the elders began to watch again but they were wandering if the task given to Blair was too difficult but they had to have faith in their young guardian.</div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikyiOwmvV9OieKP7VTPZ32JcCuNNdtS2iwQa9dmeJPtU-Q_AMUFsEgM2bcQOQeD33tjCqS9HBVTERqUe22jfEN1kI02wWYsQGKc-JO1U_tqOezOVe0WQaBhd4xH5X9SwfybgvPDDmEYd4i/s1600/Screenshot-3+%25282%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikyiOwmvV9OieKP7VTPZ32JcCuNNdtS2iwQa9dmeJPtU-Q_AMUFsEgM2bcQOQeD33tjCqS9HBVTERqUe22jfEN1kI02wWYsQGKc-JO1U_tqOezOVe0WQaBhd4xH5X9SwfybgvPDDmEYd4i/s400/Screenshot-3+%25282%2529.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="400" /></a></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><b><i><br />
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</i></b></div></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><b><i>Blair: Well first of all you my little elf are a part of a legacy. You are supposed to create your own...find your place and a purpose in life. Find a mate get married and have children. Please bear in mind that you must have a heir,seeing that you are a female the heir must be female. I know its alot but the reason I am here is to help you to accomplish all of this. I will be your guide from start to finish but it will not be an easy road. </i></b></div></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><b><i>Blair : *sigh*</i></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><b><i>slow down elfina you'll give yourself a headache(and I'm already having one).</i></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
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</span></b></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">Moira: hey!! (pouting ) dont call me that (turns up nose) its Moira..hmmph If your gonna call me a name at least pick me a cute one.</span></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
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</i></b></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><b><i>Blair:(laughing then smirks) You finish your rant there?and vein much</i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130; font-style: italic;">. </span><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>Seen that you are on the neurotic side i'll be nice although I find your thoughts and you freaking out quite amusing. I think what I have to tell you might freak you out but don't worry, thats why I am here to help you along the way.</i></span></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
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</span></span></b></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">Moira: (calms down and smiles a bit) ok guardian although I can't see you i'll try to stay calm. I still find it odd that I can't see you but I hear you, for all I know you could be the leader of the llamas come to play tricks on me and maybe (getting ready to freak again) do the unspeakable...get a hold of yourself moira she or It still haven't told you what this all about yet. ok guardian speak(folds arm an taps foot on grass).</span></span></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"></span><i> </i></span></b></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>Blair: you know what with that attitude you got I have a great mind to leave you on your own.</i></span></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
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</span></b></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">Moira: you wouldn't dare!!!</span></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">So our guardian and our founder have quite an interesting relationship. She is very patient and cares a lot about her charge although the charge can be quite difficult at times but who said everything would be easy sailing.</span></div>Myssblairhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16933963461912895496noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3231520899585935756.post-81452819116113920652011-03-26T19:43:00.000-04:002011-03-26T19:43:01.929-04:00Chapter 1B :Introduction<div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmVZJgl5nq9Z-rd_z5gke4B3SQTLNBgCMjF-u0Kn96LOu_qJPrzDT_bAU8xc8cVJ4yGLpw4IBMbqqp6Z5_H7MJsnMTop8eUt70sDZXNtCl7-ctcUWROomnb6X4bMx2k30CXSbhtV7CIR4Q/s1600/Screenshot-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmVZJgl5nq9Z-rd_z5gke4B3SQTLNBgCMjF-u0Kn96LOu_qJPrzDT_bAU8xc8cVJ4yGLpw4IBMbqqp6Z5_H7MJsnMTop8eUt70sDZXNtCl7-ctcUWROomnb6X4bMx2k30CXSbhtV7CIR4Q/s320/Screenshot-3.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i><br />
</i></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>Guardian(blair): ( so this is sunset valley... hmm.. what the hell?! white and pink hair with pointy ears?! they gots to be kidding me.. I cant believe they gave me an elf thingy for my charge!. ok blair calm down you can do this.. just be nice to elfina and make your presence known to her).</i></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i><br />
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</i></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130; font-weight: bold;">Moira: Aaaaah!!!!! Aaah!!!!! wah!!!! who-o is th-th-there?</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><i><br />
</i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><i>Blair: (mission accomplished hehe) your guardian, (smirking) don't look to the sky because you cant see me and of course you know the sky cant talk. But worry not because you will be able to hear me. </i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><i><br />
</i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130; font-weight: bold;">Moira: o-ok......(great now I have an invisible guardian.. as if i need guidance..) hmmph.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130; font-weight: bold;"><br />
</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><i>Blair: (great a snobbish elf) hey!! I can hear your thoughts so dont you dare turn your nose up at me elfina because I Can make this ride very unpleasant.</i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br />
</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span">With that threat Moira pouts then agrees. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Mean while the elders sat back with amusement on their faces as watch the story unfolds.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br />
</span></div>Myssblairhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16933963461912895496noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3231520899585935756.post-77608317919356052922011-03-26T19:29:00.000-04:002011-03-26T19:29:48.262-04:00Chapter 1A :First Mission First Charge<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">ok guys there will be dialogue between Moira and the guardian.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;">Moira will be in bold purple</span> </b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">and the </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><b style="font-style: italic;">guardian( Blair) will in bold italic</b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"> the rest will be in ordinary txt.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Blair snapped out of her meditative trance from the ringing in her ear. she rushed to the elders chamber.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Upon entering the elder chamber she was told that her charge will be at 15 Summer Hill Court, Sunset Valley.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"> One of the things she was told is what ever the founder is the heir must be of the same gender and must have a family trait.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">The young guardian was more frustrated with the task at hand than anything because as far as she was concerned it was gonna be a long road ahead and didn't know what to expect. What if her charge was a difficult one. If only she knew.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIoS5dcGARQHgXFFO_mjd0_MpioD6clBHczmKqd76HKa_JA4TTT7SZCFgxJEO64v59zbZ2A6FQ89Ku3AgKt8JxYc11_EaAFcrd8Hd6z9ByAHO0o8BnBL8AMXkh2FLagyJvsP4Yb_oFQw3w/s1600/Screenshot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIoS5dcGARQHgXFFO_mjd0_MpioD6clBHczmKqd76HKa_JA4TTT7SZCFgxJEO64v59zbZ2A6FQ89Ku3AgKt8JxYc11_EaAFcrd8Hd6z9ByAHO0o8BnBL8AMXkh2FLagyJvsP4Yb_oFQw3w/s400/Screenshot.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="400" /></a></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">So everyone this really where it starts..Meet Moira Mckenna she is My adorable snobbish Founder and will be in for a ride in the ups and downs of her life as she finds love and brings in nest generation.<br />
<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">Her traits are: Sign: </span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"><b>Pisces Fav: Pancakes,Pop Music and Brown</b></span><br />
Neat<br />
Snob<br />
Neurotic<br />
Good sense of humor<br />
Excitable</span></div>Myssblairhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16933963461912895496noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3231520899585935756.post-53867745270886502772011-03-26T19:27:00.000-04:002011-03-26T19:27:22.945-04:00Intro to the mckenna legacy<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 20px;">Every few hundred years a new guardian is tasked with the chore by the elders to help a special charge create his or her own legacy making them the founder, find their place in life therefore helping the guardian understand the charge and offspring through generations. The words spoken by the elders were </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 20px;">"Guard your charges young one who or whatever they may be, be they faeries, elves, witches or sims. Guide them."</span></span></div></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 20px;">Those were the words spoken to the young new guardian as she was about to leave the elders chambers.</span></div></div></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"> Here we have Blair the rookie guardian first time on the job who has no idea who her charge is. How will she help her charge especially when she is no ordinary sim.</span></div></div></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"> This will be our charge / founder MOIRA MCKENNA elven hybrid who has no idea why she is here of who she really is all she knows is that she is different.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px;"><br />
</span></div></div><div></div></div>Myssblairhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16933963461912895496noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3231520899585935756.post-78040284440567835412011-03-25T18:02:00.000-04:002011-03-25T18:02:33.050-04:00Moira Mckenna<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWK2TJPQbviZ6fMrqz5QHhMmDDgJcuj3nz5OJkWBKCWsqZ_P6p-cOT8drq9ctH4VlRYwn1Dek2-cOr9wSmp4WnzNbhFQKsmlUUk47rjlEczVAe_YY5i2aa1JEY7jkSCM9r-t4w97ezlmpk/s1600/Screenshot-6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWK2TJPQbviZ6fMrqz5QHhMmDDgJcuj3nz5OJkWBKCWsqZ_P6p-cOT8drq9ctH4VlRYwn1Dek2-cOr9wSmp4WnzNbhFQKsmlUUk47rjlEczVAe_YY5i2aa1JEY7jkSCM9r-t4w97ezlmpk/s400/Screenshot-6.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>Myssblairhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16933963461912895496noreply@blogger.com0