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 Posted: Sun Apr 07, 2013 1:58 am
She nods. "I hate waiting."
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"Nooo. He's fine."
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Scowl.
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Posted: Sun Apr 07, 2013 1:59 am
"..Yeah."
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"Eh."
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"I wonder how old she is."
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Posted: Sun Apr 07, 2013 2:01 am
".. Are you sure we can't follow him?"
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"I know you don't like him."
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"I don't know. I can't really tell."
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Posted: Sun Apr 07, 2013 2:03 am
"My job is to keep you safe. Would it be safe?"
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"It's not that I don't like him."
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"Me either!"
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Posted: Sun Apr 07, 2013 2:05 am
"Yes?"
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"Then what is it?"
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Sigh!
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Posted: Sun Apr 07, 2013 2:08 am
"You're sure? Lars will still be there. And maybe he hired someone else."
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"He's just rude."
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"How do you feel about her?" He pokes at Nat.
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Posted: Sun Apr 07, 2013 2:09 am
"So they need backup?"
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".. Not always."
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"I don't know. I feel lots of things."
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Posted: Sun Apr 07, 2013 2:11 am
"Maybe..."
The bunny starts hopping up and down.
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"But he is."
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"Tell me all about it!" Edan bats his eyes.
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Posted: Sun Apr 07, 2013 2:12 am
She looks at the bunny. "Is that a yes?"
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"I still like him."
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"No way."
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Posted: Sun Apr 07, 2013 2:15 am
The bunny waves his head back and forth.
"I don't speak bunny."
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"I know."
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"Why not?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 07, 2013 2:18 am
"I think that means yes."
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She sighs at her orange.
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"Because. You'll just giggle and act ridiculous."
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Posted: Sun Apr 07, 2013 2:23 am
The bunny hates being misinterpreted. It suddenly grows, stretching out into a transparent gray smoke. The spoke shapes itself to resemble a man of medium height and a slight build. Everything about him is in shades of gray. He is wearing frayed pants, only one shoe, a sock with a hole in the toe, and a loose flowy shirt with long sleeves. His hair is a short messy dark mess and there is a dark mark around his neck. The man quickly shakes his head.
Meanwhile, Stephen has jumped back and cursed. "What the hell is that?"
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"Spend some time with him." Matthew shrugs.
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"Noooo."
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Posted: Sun Apr 07, 2013 2:25 am
Angie backs away, staring. ".. Who?"
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"But he's always away."
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"Yes you will. I know you."
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Posted: Sun Apr 07, 2013 2:30 am
The man mouths something and gestures to his lips. All that can be heard is a slight whisper that is more like leaves quietly rustling than a voice.
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"Hm." He taps the table and thinks.
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"No no no. I can be good!"
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Posted: Sun Apr 07, 2013 2:33 am
The hair on her neck stands on end. Dogs don't like ghosts! She growls softly.
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She quietly nibbles her orange.
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"Can you? Really?" He eyeballs Edan.
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