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 Posted: Mon Apr 17, 2006 10:10 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 17, 2006 10:18 pm
*flinches and sniffs* Stop. Leave me alone.
.. Darling. You're hurting my feelings.
*frown* I can handle this.
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Posted: Mon Apr 17, 2006 10:20 pm
She's your mother! *giggle*
Let go of him.
Tristan...
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Posted: Mon Apr 17, 2006 10:20 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 17, 2006 10:25 pm
No she's not. She's not my mother.
*narrow look for tristan. puts a hand on delano's face* Yes I am. Call me mother.
No!
.. I can. *looks towards the others*
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Posted: Mon Apr 17, 2006 10:27 pm
*giggle*
*strides over to grab her hand and pull it off delano's face* Leave him alone!
*cringe*
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Posted: Mon Apr 17, 2006 10:27 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 17, 2006 10:38 pm
*uh-oh! blinks at her hand, then up at tristan* .. What are you doing?
*sniffy. finally pulls away and stands. wobbles*
*dull watching of tristan*
*furrows her brow*
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Posted: Mon Apr 17, 2006 10:44 pm
EEEEEEE!
You're upsetting him. *pushes delano behind him*
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Posted: Mon Apr 17, 2006 10:44 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 17, 2006 10:51 pm
*frowns* That's my son! I think I know what's best for him.
*stumbles and sniffles*
*watches delano*
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Posted: Mon Apr 17, 2006 10:53 pm
*flies over to stand on wazernames shoulder. shakes a finger at tristan* Shame on you!
You don't know him! Give him his space.
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Posted: Mon Apr 17, 2006 10:53 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 17, 2006 10:59 pm
I'm his mother!
*zomg, excitement! backs up and runs into the coffee table. falls and stares up at the ceiling*
*leans forward to study delano*
*maaan, whass goin' on?* Tristan, please!
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Posted: Mon Apr 17, 2006 11:01 pm
*omg, ignoring fern!* He hardly knows you! Give him some time.
*slides off the couch and moves to kneel by delano. puts a hand to his head* Are you okay?
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