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 Posted: Wed Aug 14, 2013 10:46 pm
"Never ever?"
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GASP!
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"Why be ye so pissed at this Byron?"
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"It was fun!"
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Posted: Wed Aug 14, 2013 10:50 pm
"I don't really like tricks."
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He continues this for a while until his fingers bleed.
Benzel watches from a window with his face squished against the glass.
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"He.. he's done awful things to us. For a long time."
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"It was embarrassing."
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Posted: Wed Aug 14, 2013 10:53 pm
"Not ever?"
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The runes flicker.
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"Like what?"
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"Nooo, it was good!"
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Posted: Wed Aug 14, 2013 10:56 pm
"Not really." She giggles.
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Nat blinks.
Benzel tilts his head, considering this.
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He kept Richard locked away and tortured him. He shot me. He just.. I hate him."
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"I played a girl."
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Posted: Wed Aug 14, 2013 11:01 pm
"But sooort of really?"
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DUN DUN DUNNNN
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"Why not kill him?"
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"That was funny!"
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Posted: Wed Aug 14, 2013 11:06 pm
".. What?" She laughs. "Do you really think I'm a creep?"
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Benzel drums on the window to get Nat's attention.
Once Nat realizes this is happening, he wanders over to consult with the goat.
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"Because I want him to suffer."
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He reddens and drinks the rest of his wine.
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Posted: Wed Aug 14, 2013 11:09 pm
"I don't knooow."
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Byron is starting to search the house.
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She grins. "I see. So what be in this for me?"
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She giggles. "You're cute."
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Posted: Wed Aug 14, 2013 11:14 pm
She pouts.
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Benzel tries sticking his little goat hoof in through the window.
Meanwhile, Nat trudges back to the runes and flops down beside them. There is goat blood on his other hand and he uses it to scratch at the runes some more.
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"Money."
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".. Sparrow." He pokes at his food again.
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Posted: Wed Aug 14, 2013 11:19 pm
"Would you let me bite you?"
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Ohs noes, Benzel can get his goatness in!
And Byron will be there in one more post. DUN DUN DUN
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"How much?"
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"Hm?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 14, 2013 11:21 pm
She blinks at him. ".. You want to bite me?"
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He claps his little hooves together and dives into the room, immediately sinking into the floor and scampering off toward's Byron's office.
Nat continues scratching in his not-all-there way.
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".. How much do you charge for work like this?"
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"You don't think I'm some sort of joke, do you?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 14, 2013 11:24 pm
"Yes."
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Byron spots an evil Nat creature! He glares and snatches Nat by the neck to pull him back. "What the hell are you doing?"
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She grins. "A small fortune."
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"Russ, noo!"
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Posted: Wed Aug 14, 2013 11:27 pm
"Why? You just like to bite?"
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Nat flails back, still reaching out for the runes.
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Benzel pops up out of the floor in Byron's office. He looks around.
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"Oh come on. It's just a hazing."
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".. You don't keep me around just to laugh at me?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 14, 2013 11:29 pm
"I want to taste you."
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Byron slams Nat against the wall. "Stop that!"
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It is.. AN OFFICE! Oooo ahhhh.
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"Aye, but see, money be easy to get so I might as well charge a lot if that be the payment."
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"Why would you think that?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 14, 2013 11:33 pm
She blushes! "Oh, um.. If that makes you happy, Edan."
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Nat hits the wall with a hiss and stares up at Byron, but the expression is empty.
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He skips about, sniffing around for the safe that was there before.
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"It's not as easy as all that. I have to work for it, too."
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He shrugs and pours more wine.
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Posted: Wed Aug 14, 2013 11:36 pm
"Yay!" He scoots over and reaches to give her a big ole hug and kiss.
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Byron frowns at him. "What's wrong with you?"
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It's still there! But it's locked and has runes scratched into it now. Byron learns to secure things better after they are stolen every other Tuesday of the month.
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She shrugs. "It be that easy for me."
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"..You don't think much of me, do you?"
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