[Closed] A Taste Of Home.

[Konei Kozuki]

Her body heat behind him was like a furnace. It felt to him hotter than the forge he worked at, more scorching to the flesh than the molten metal itself, but not in a painful burning way, but in a pleasant, comforting way. He didn’t know whether that was just his imagination, or it had something to do with her hot firebender blood that never seemed to get cold. He imagined that keeping warm probably hadn’t been an issue for her in the North Pole.

Konei exhaled deeply through his nose, his chest rising and falling with the breath. He stared out at the bascule bridge just beginning to rise; he had to wait until it was at the best angle for him to make the jump and actually manage to reach the other side, whilst accounting for the time that it would take him to get the bike there, the acceleration speed, and how much the bridge would have raised in that time. He ran the calculation through quickly in his head as the clunking of the hydraulics began to raise the drawbridge. His heart did a double-time beat in his chest, and he was sure Kana would be able to feel it. It wasn’t helping that he was concentrating more on her breath against his ear than making it across the jump.

"Hold on tight," he said, chuckling. He revved the engine and released the brake, so that the motorbike shot off with a plume of rubber smoke and the squeal of the tyres behind them. The warm, flickering light of Kana’s flame was illuminated in the glossy, waxed panels of the bike and the shined chrome piping of the engine. They had passed forty miles an hour already, and were now passing fifty... pushing sixty. The firelight threw dramatic shadows against the window shutters of closed shops. The bascule bridge was growing nearer, now almost half-raised. Fully-raised, the sides of the bridge would be almost vertical.

They were going at seventy miles an hour. The entire motorbike jarred as Konei swerved up onto the sidewalk and through the pedestrian gap to bypass the barrier that had been lowered to stop people from doing exactly this. Waterbenders yelled at them as they zoomed by, but Konei was deaf to their snippets of anger and panic.

On towards the bridge. It was too late to lower it again now. The front tyre bumped up onto the raised part of the road that formed the upwards ramp. Konei’s hand pulled back on the throttle until it would go no further, and they were roaring up the side of the bridge...

It was obvious when the bike cleared the bridge. They were now running on nothing but air and instantly his stomach was in his throat and he got the feeling of falling. The bike was pretty heavy, and it had two passengers atop it...

"Now!" he yelled.

[Kana Saitou]

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[atrb=style, width: 500px, bTable][atrb=style,width:20px][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true]	[atrb=style, width:10px; background:#84979e url(http://i48.tinypic.com/124a7mb.jpg);]	[atrb=style, background:#84979e url(http://i47.tinypic.com/jrr1gi.png); color:#34476f; font-family: Arial; border-right: 3px solid #34476f; border-left: 3px solid #34476f; border-bottom: 3px solid #34476f;][style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #ac1a1a; padding: 0px 10px; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase]Kana "Aria" Saitou[/style] [style=font-family: TimesNewRoman; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 6px; color: FFFFFF; border-top: 1px dotted #b4cef0; border-bottom: 1px dotted #b4cef0; margin-top: -5px;]We are the Kings & Queens of promise, We were the victims of ourselves.[/style] [style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #a4b8ce; padding: 0px 5px; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase;]“[/style][style=padding: 17px; color: 4e4b5d; font-family: Tahoma; background: #7e97b7; margin: -20px 20px -23px 20px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; border: 1px dotted #b4cef0;] Her own heart was pounding, but to be honest, it was out of pure excitement. The speed, the fact that if Konei twisted the bike the wrong way, the overall danger of the situation,... it was... fun. And Kana rarely got to have fun. She was usually too clouded up by the guilt she felt from her old life. Aria haunted her like a terrible ghost that just wouldn't go away. But it seemed like now, they were going too fast for Aria to even catch up. At his call, she clung to his back with both arms, putting out the fire around her other hand. She grinned, still hearing the shouts and hollers from those watching them. Some people were terrified for their lives. Some were just angry. And others? Others just wanted to see if they'd make it. Particularly one little boy who had climbed out of his father's Satomobile, and onto the roof, watching the two. Everything felt fast and heavy. Until suddenly, there was no air at all. Before the other's words even came out, both arms were off his waist, and behind her on either side. Just as she heard Now! against her ears, a pretty decently sized flame ignited off of each hand. Decent, this time meaning, large enough, and more importantly strong enough to shoot them forward a few feet right off the bat, and soon after, send them practically gliding over the gap in the bridges. Everything seemed to slow down then, and Kana had the moment to glance around a bit. It was,... an interesting view. That went without saying. She could nearly see everything from where they were in the sky. She figured the only alternatives to this view would be atop the statue of Avatar Aang's head, or riding on the back of a Flying Bison. This however, was much more fun. She focused more of her strength into her hands, the fire widening, giving the flames just enough strength to hoist them right over to the other side of the bridge. Kana didn't even hear herself laughing--probably because her mind was flooded with thoughts of 'I can't believe we just did that' and 'How the hell did I do that?' Needless to say she'd never had to expend that much of her bending power in such a short timespan. It left her a bit winded, honestly, and as soon as the tires (Rather roughly, at that) hit cement, padded only by a fast redirection of her flames to the ground, her flames went out, and Kana rather numbly returned her arms to around the other's waist. "Woah." [/style][style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #a4b8ce; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px]”[/style] [style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #a4b8ce; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px]― kana "aria" saitou[/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: FFFFFF; border-top: 1px dotted #b4cef0; margin-bottom: -15px]NOTES : WHEEEEEE[/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: FFFFFF; border-top: 1px dotted #b4cef0; border-bottom: 1px dotted #b4cef0; margin-bottom: -15px]CREDITS : template by JAWN of AA, OTE, DMB and TC[/style]	[atrb=style, width:10px; background:#84979e url(http://i48.tinypic.com/124a7mb.jpg);]	[atrb=style,width:20px]
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[Konei Kozuki]

His shout of "Now!" had somehow, somewhere along the line, transformed into just an all-out yell at the top of his lungs. He was bellowing his heart out, with exhilaration, terror, and adrenaline all at the same time. He’d been dying to jump off this bridge since he first came to the city and spotted the bridge’s potential, but he’d never plucked up the courage to when the city was normally swarming with metalbender cops, and at any rate he’d never had a bike to do it with. And with Kana on the back of the vehicle, her presense had inspired him to do something reckless and potentially really stupid.

For those few moments, he didn’t care about the possibility of a police blimp floating overhead and seeing their dangerous and illegal stunt. He didn’t care that he could very well slip and trash the bike on the landing. He didn’t care about the people who had stopped to stare, the other motorists shouting at them as they leaped. For the moment it was Konei and Kana soaring through the air on a rocket-powered motorcycle. And that, ladies and gents, was really freaking awesome.

"Aaaaooooohh-holy shit!" he cried when Kana’s firebending kicked in. He felt it press the bike onwards, and it provided enough propulsion to send them rocketing off the bridge, through the air and make it to a rough landing on the other side. Konei managed to straighten the bike up and slip through the pedestrian barrier gap on the other side of the bridge.
He eased his hand on the clutch and braked the front wheel, sending the motorbike careering around into a one-eighty degree spin stop. There, at the side of the road, with other motorists shrieking that they were fucking crazy, Konei collapsed against the handlebars, gasping for breath and laughing so hard it hurt.

"Whoo!" he panted, straightening up in the motorcycle seat and pushing his hands back through his dark hair. His heart was pounding against the inside of his ribcage, and he laid a palm against his chest to feel it. He turned around to look at Kana from over his shoulder, grinning from ear to ear. He could imagine that a fire blast like that had taken a lot out of her. It wouldn’t be possible to do it again, and even if it were it wouldn’t be as fun second time around.

"You’re not up for round two?"

[Kana Saitou]

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[atrb=style, width: 500px, bTable][atrb=style,width:20px][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true]	[atrb=style, width:10px; background:#84979e url(http://i48.tinypic.com/124a7mb.jpg);]	[atrb=style, background:#84979e url(http://i47.tinypic.com/jrr1gi.png); color:#34476f; font-family: Arial; border-right: 3px solid #34476f; border-left: 3px solid #34476f; border-bottom: 3px solid #34476f;][style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #ac1a1a; padding: 0px 10px; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase]Kana "Aria" Saitou[/style] [style=font-family: TimesNewRoman; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 6px; color: FFFFFF; border-top: 1px dotted #b4cef0; border-bottom: 1px dotted #b4cef0; margin-top: -5px;]We are the Kings & Queens of promise, We were the victims of ourselves.[/style] [style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #a4b8ce; padding: 0px 5px; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase;]“[/style][style=padding: 17px; color: 4e4b5d; font-family: Tahoma; background: #7e97b7; margin: -20px 20px -23px 20px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; border: 1px dotted #b4cef0;] By the time the bike came to a stop, Kana was caught between panting and laughing. She buried her head in the back of the other's shoulder, shaking her head a few times. She was drained. Not that she'd admit to that. Before, she could fight almost non-stop for hours. That, of course, was before toning down her bending to almost nothing, and coming to Republic City. She'd almost forgot how much power she had in her fingertips. Almost. When the other turned and spoke, she almost snorted. "Yeah. No. Let's not do that again any time soon." She grinned through her words, dropping her head onto the other's back again, just resting it there as she moved her hands to his back as well, her touch still almost fiery-hot. "That was absolutely and utterly insane. But so worth it. You, Konei, are just the perfect sort of insane." She peeked up at him again, the grin still stuck to her lips like glue. [/style][style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #a4b8ce; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px]”[/style] [style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #a4b8ce; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px]― kana "aria" saitou[/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: FFFFFF; border-top: 1px dotted #b4cef0; margin-bottom: -15px]NOTES : TEXT HERE[/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: FFFFFF; border-top: 1px dotted #b4cef0; border-bottom: 1px dotted #b4cef0; margin-bottom: -15px]CREDITS : template by JAWN of AA, OTE, DMB and TC[/style]	[atrb=style, width:10px; background:#84979e url(http://i48.tinypic.com/124a7mb.jpg);]	[atrb=style,width:20px]
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[Konei Kozuki]

She buried her face into his shoulder, and Konei would swear to Agni that his shoulder started tingling. They were both out of breath, with laughter and panting. For him it had been from fleeting moments of sheer terror behind the excitement. For her he suspected it was more to do with physical exhaustion, and with a pang of guilt he remembered that he’d asked her to give them a boost. Without it, though, they may not have made it.

"Well if I wasn’t, then that probably wouldn’t have worked," he said in response to her quip about his insanity. He’d never thought himself an insane man, just not a particularly sane one. He hadn’t been stupid about the jump; he’d calculated the risk and decided it was possible, non-lethal, and just crazy enough to be fun.

He turned the bike around and drove them away from the stares and shouts of those around them. And he’d rather not hang around for metalbenders to descend on them and clap them in irons for dangerous conduct. He drove at a slower speed this time, keeping to thirty. It may have been to make it look like nothing ever happened, but really his fingers were still jittery and he almost didn’t trust his hand on the throttle.

"You okay?" he asked her, eyeing the firebender from over his shoulder. "You didn’t exhaust yourself did you?"

[Kana Saitou]

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[atrb=style, width: 500px, bTable][atrb=style,width:20px][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true]	[atrb=style, width:10px; background:#84979e url(http://i48.tinypic.com/124a7mb.jpg);]	[atrb=style, background:#84979e url(http://i47.tinypic.com/jrr1gi.png); color:#34476f; font-family: Arial; border-right: 3px solid #34476f; border-left: 3px solid #34476f; border-bottom: 3px solid #34476f;][style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #ac1a1a; padding: 0px 10px; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase]Kana "Aria" Saitou[/style] [style=font-family: TimesNewRoman; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 6px; color: FFFFFF; border-top: 1px dotted #b4cef0; border-bottom: 1px dotted #b4cef0; margin-top: -5px;]We are the Kings & Queens of promise, We were the victims of ourselves.[/style] [style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #a4b8ce; padding: 0px 5px; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase;]“[/style][style=padding: 17px; color: 4e4b5d; font-family: Tahoma; background: #7e97b7; margin: -20px 20px -23px 20px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; border: 1px dotted #b4cef0;] Well if I wasn’t, then that probably wouldn’t have worked. This time, she did snort, shaking her head again. "It almost didn't work anyway. You would've been screwed if I wasn't here, you know." She began to relax, her energy slowly returning, her breathing slowing back to normal, her chis flowing more normally now. Her hands tingled slightly still from expending all that bending, but it was a good tingle. It was rare she got to just use that much of her power all at once--She wasn't a very aggressive fire bender, after all. Having learned from watching Water Benders practice, it wasn't surprising she was usually a very calm fighter. Part of her understood why most fire benders fought so aggressively all the time. She heard the other's questions, and just sighed, leaning back a bit from the other to look around. "Nah, I'm fine. I just don't exactly get to do that every day. It's a little draining." Kana paused then, considering for a moment. "Still totally worth it, though." [/style][style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #a4b8ce; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px]”[/style] [style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #a4b8ce; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px]― kana "aria" saitou[/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: FFFFFF; border-top: 1px dotted #b4cef0; margin-bottom: -15px]NOTES : TEXT HERE[/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: FFFFFF; border-top: 1px dotted #b4cef0; border-bottom: 1px dotted #b4cef0; margin-bottom: -15px]CREDITS : template by JAWN of AA, OTE, DMB and TC[/style]	[atrb=style, width:10px; background:#84979e url(http://i48.tinypic.com/124a7mb.jpg);]	[atrb=style,width:20px]
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[Konei Kozuki]

"If you weren’t here, I never would have tried it," Konei corrected. Something about Kana had made that little voice in his head battle with his sensible conscience. In the end, the voice had egged him on and it had been too tempting an option to resist. He never would have pulled a stunt like that without her. "The power of a beautiful woman should not be underestimated."

She didn’t seem to be much of a firebending powerhouse, even though her earlier display had been pretty damn impressive. He suspected that her style focused on small, controlled bursts rather than blowing things up and setting stuff alight with reckless abandon. He’d get to see her in action sometime soon, he guessed. Well, he hoped.

He pulled up to a red traffic light and stopped. "Is there anywhere else you wanna go tonight, or can I give you a lift home?"

((Sorry. Short post is short.))

[Kana Saitou]

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[atrb=style, width: 500px, bTable][atrb=style,width:20px][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true]	[atrb=style, width:10px; background:#84979e url(http://i48.tinypic.com/124a7mb.jpg);]	[atrb=style, background:#84979e url(http://i47.tinypic.com/jrr1gi.png); color:#34476f; font-family: Arial; border-right: 3px solid #34476f; border-left: 3px solid #34476f; border-bottom: 3px solid #34476f;][style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #ac1a1a; padding: 0px 10px; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase]Kana "Aria" Saitou[/style] [style=font-family: TimesNewRoman; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 6px; color: FFFFFF; border-top: 1px dotted #b4cef0; border-bottom: 1px dotted #b4cef0; margin-top: -5px;]We are the Kings & Queens of promise, We were the victims of ourselves.[/style] [style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #a4b8ce; padding: 0px 5px; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase;]“[/style][style=padding: 17px; color: 4e4b5d; font-family: Tahoma; background: #7e97b7; margin: -20px 20px -23px 20px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; border: 1px dotted #b4cef0;] If you weren’t here, I never would have tried it. She snickered softly at this, shaking her head a bit. "That's probably a good thing. Who knows what would've happened if I wasn't here to get us across." There was a rather teasing turn in her words, as she returned her chin to his shoulder, expression still rather smug. The power of a beautiful woman should not be underestimated. At that, she rolled her eyes half way, before giving the other that silently-judging expression. "Mmhmm." The night air began to cool her skin, and though she was naturally warm by default, the temperature shift from the lack of sunlight, and the fact that she was now completely off of her adrenaline high, had her pressing close to the other's back again, her arms re-wrapping snug around his waist. When they stopped, she gave a slight tilt of her head, side-glancing at the other, considering. "It's up to you. I'm not exactly tired, yet, if you have anything else in mind. Or you could just take me home, it's up to you." Her words leaked honest indifference even through the short, unintentional innuendo that snaked its way into her sentence. She truly didn't care, though. After their last little stunt, Kana was in one of those, I'm up for anything sort of moods. [/style][style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #a4b8ce; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px]”[/style] [style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #a4b8ce; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px]― kana "aria" saitou[/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: FFFFFF; border-top: 1px dotted #b4cef0; margin-bottom: -15px]NOTES : It's fine dear xD[/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: FFFFFF; border-top: 1px dotted #b4cef0; border-bottom: 1px dotted #b4cef0; margin-bottom: -15px]CREDITS : template by JAWN of AA, OTE, DMB and TC[/style]	[atrb=style, width:10px; background:#84979e url(http://i48.tinypic.com/124a7mb.jpg);]	[atrb=style,width:20px]
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[Konei Kozuki]

"Well, I’ll take you home," Konei said. "I don’t want to be dragging you around the city all night."
Besides, the evening had been plenty eventful already, and drawing the night out for longer than it needed to be was a recipe for boredom. They’d done the fun stuff already, so now was probably a good time to wind down and say goodbye before she got bored of him. And anyway, they could always see each other again, right? They still had to have that spar he promised her.

It was difficult to convince himself that driving her home was for the best, since he enjoyed her company, but it was possible to have too much of a good thing. And with nightfall fast approaching, gang members would be crawling out of the woodwork all over the city and that was exactly the kind of danger that Konei was definitely not interested in. If they did happen to get into a fight, Kana could be too drained to firebend and Konei didn’t want to be pushed into doing anything... incriminating.

When the light turned green he set off. "Alright, where d’you live?"

[Kana Saitou]

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[atrb=style, width: 500px, bTable][atrb=style,width:20px][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true]	[atrb=style, width:10px; background:#84979e url(http://i48.tinypic.com/124a7mb.jpg);]	[atrb=style, background:#84979e url(http://i47.tinypic.com/jrr1gi.png); color:#34476f; font-family: Arial; border-right: 3px solid #34476f; border-left: 3px solid #34476f; border-bottom: 3px solid #34476f;][style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #ac1a1a; padding: 0px 10px; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase]Kana "Aria" Saitou[/style] [style=font-family: TimesNewRoman; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 6px; color: FFFFFF; border-top: 1px dotted #b4cef0; border-bottom: 1px dotted #b4cef0; margin-top: -5px;]We are the Kings & Queens of promise, We were the victims of ourselves.[/style] [style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #a4b8ce; padding: 0px 5px; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase;]“[/style][style=padding: 17px; color: 4e4b5d; font-family: Tahoma; background: #7e97b7; margin: -20px 20px -23px 20px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; border: 1px dotted #b4cef0;] Almost as if on queue, Kana began to realize that she was rather tired. Not anywhere near flat out exhausted, but,... In need of a good nap, perhaps. "Well, I’ll take you home, I don’t want to be dragging you around the city all night." She breathed out a soft laugh against the other's shoulder. "Sick of me already, huh?" It was pure teasing, really. Though she was tired, spending more time with the other would have surely been just as enjoyable as sleeping. "I live right on the edge of the Tiger Flats district." She directed the other in the general area of the rather small residential sector, before simply settling behind him again. Konei was good company. That in itself was rather hard to find in Republic City. Kana would swear up and down that the city was filled with idiots and selfish pricks. But, it was home now, and unless she planned on moving to the Fire Nation, there would be no changing that. [/style][style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #a4b8ce; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px]”[/style] [style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #a4b8ce; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px]― kana "aria" saitou[/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: FFFFFF; border-top: 1px dotted #b4cef0; margin-bottom: -15px]NOTES : TEXT HERE[/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: FFFFFF; border-top: 1px dotted #b4cef0; border-bottom: 1px dotted #b4cef0; margin-bottom: -15px]CREDITS : template by JAWN of AA, OTE, DMB and TC[/style]	[atrb=style, width:10px; background:#84979e url(http://i48.tinypic.com/124a7mb.jpg);]	[atrb=style,width:20px]
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