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 Posted: Wed May 30, 2012 11:45 pm
"I'm okay." He sits down and pats his belly.
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"From her."
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2012 11:49 pm
"Suit yourself. Don't be shy about eating, though. There's plenty." She shrugs and sips her coffee.
Pout pout!
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"Ah. Yes, I can communicate with her."
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2012 11:52 pm
"Okay, thank you!"
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"Excellent. Tell her we need some leverage."
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2012 11:56 pm
"No problem. Er.. What was your name, again?"
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"It will take a few minutes, you know. He's a terrible writer."
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2012 11:58 pm
"I'm Edan!"
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He blinks. "It will be there that fast?"
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2012 11:59 pm
"Edan. Right. I can't remember if we were introduced properly." She thinks!
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"Why, yes. How long did you think it would take?"
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There is a tap-tapping upon Isabella's chamber door.! Er.. window.
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2012 12:01 am
"Veeery quickly."
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"A few hours. How does this work?" He licks his lips and leans closer to him.
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She opens the window.
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2012 12:04 am
She smiles. "Well, I'm Aster, in case you'd forgotten."
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"That's a secret." He wrinkles his nose.
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It's Horace and not a burglar! He hops on in and heads to the room with the desk.
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2012 12:05 am
"Hello!" He giggles.
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"I want to try."
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"Welcome back." She smiles and follows Horace.
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2012 12:08 am
"Hi." Smile.
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"What?" He tilts his head.
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Horace gives her a caw of acknowledgement before fluttering up onto the desk. He quickly glances around for paper and ink.
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2012 12:10 am
"We painted yesterday!"
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"Why can you do that?" His skin turns purple.
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She sets out paper for him and opens a jar of ink.
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2012 12:16 am
"Oh, was that fun?"
Shy reddens. ".. It was."
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"Because I am connected." DSL, yo.
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He gives her an approving mad bird look, then proceeds to dip his beak into the ink and write. 'CHAIN NEEDS LEVERAGE.'
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2012 12:18 am
"She made a very nice painting."
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"To what?"
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"Leverage? What sort?"
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2012 12:23 am
"Yeah? What did you paint, Shy?" She leans on the bar.
"Uh.. Just a tree."
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"Err.. what sort of leverage do you mean? I think she wants you to be more specific." He adjusts his glasses.
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Horace tilts his head at his own writing.
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2012 12:26 am
"It is a lovely tree."
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"Mm?" His ears shift to have little feathers. "Oh, they want to know what we can get out of Byron that Anice can not."
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She waits!
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