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 Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2015 12:44 pm
"Were your parents down to clown or nah?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2015 12:59 pm
"God no. Scared the s**t out of them when I was a kid, parading in omma's heels. Thought I was turning into a f**."
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2015 1:52 pm
"What's wrong with bein' a f**," Chel grumbled. She was in fact very gay and still didn't take kindly to the assumption. "Yer omma sounds like she needs to suck a d**k." Chel did mean that affectionately strangely enough.
There was an odd pause until Chel said, "If it's all the same to you, I think yer amazin' Jack Hawthorn." That was both the fortunate and unfortunate truth.
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2015 2:03 pm
"What'd you say about my mom?" he feigned offense. "She was a wonderful lady I'll have you know, b***h tendencies aside."
But it was the compliment that made him scoff and give a wry smile. "Now you're really talking s**t."
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2015 2:35 pm
"I said your mom's a c**t," Chel emphasized each syllable with a curve to her lips. What did it matter to her that she was insulting some b***h she'd never know? Filial respect had never been ingrained in her- not now, not ever.
"And I mean it Hawthorn. Yer amazin'. Not as amazin' as me- I mean at least i do what I say." Her hand had been inching along the pillow she was laying on, and now she grabbed it to shove it into his face. "I told you I would steal you and I did. I said I would beat Chiyoo and I did." The pillow was pushed harder- not enough to properly suffocate, but enough to annoy. "And I'm gonna save Chris."
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2015 3:05 pm
"********—" He fought as expected, and in the midst of it he distantly recalled that his dagger was still in his coat pocket rather than under the pillow. That needed to be fixed. So when he pushed back, Jack used the space to also roll his escape off the bed, narrowly avoiding Barbara as he swung his legs off.
"You're a c**t," said the five year old as he went to receive his dagger, tugging the guitar along so she could be put back in place as well. "Steal me, she says! I let you in out of complete kindness, and you're welcome by the way."
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2015 3:21 pm
Chel noted the dagger placement (she thought it was kind of dumb since what if you stabbed yourself in your sleep or on accident??) but she didn't question other peoples' defense mechanisms. Everyone had the right to feel safe.
She rolled onto her back, beckoning he lay down with or on top of her- her signals weren't particularly clear. Jack tried to snarl but Chel had long since been able to see past it. "Thank you," she told him with the same lackluster animosity, "Thank you mighty overlord Jack."
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2015 3:34 pm
He rolled his eyes as he tucked the dagger into his pillow case, taking neither option just yet. "Ingrate." Did she even know what that meant? "Piss baby." Close enough. "You tired yet?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2015 3:37 pm
"I could pretend to sleep," she offered.
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2015 3:49 pm
Scoffing, he crawled over atop her settled as a cat would, more domineering than anything else, and his long legs sprawled over the end of the bed. "Mmmmno," he said after a moment, crossing his arms and propping his head. "You'd probably draw dicks on me while I sleep."
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2015 3:59 pm
Chel closed her eyes for a moment, taking in Jack's weight and adjusting it. Though she'd offered, she wasn't so sure anymore. Not when she was probably going to cry partway through.
Finn came to mind and she immediately put a hand up as her eyes flared open.
"Shut up," she mumbled, trying to play the hand off as part of her offense. "I would never do nothin' like that. Not ever." She didn't quite ever have it in her to openly deny anyone much of anything.
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2015 4:14 pm
"Good to know." He watched her carefully and only turned his head to avoid getting a matching handprint. Mixed signals normally would have bothered him, but as the day had shown, apparently he was making quite a few allowances in lieu of her circumstances.
"You can still go for that run," he offered. He wasn't interested in sex if she was going to be like this, not tonight at least.
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2015 5:02 pm
"I'm fine here," she said brusquely. She levered herself up to put her lips on his, a tiny apology for her indecisiveness. She smiled smugly, pleased with her ability to do that now.
She sighed losing the fire just as quickly as she'd gained it. "I really am ready to sleep. But kudos for bein' hella temptin'. Handsome ********."
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2015 5:15 pm
[ why does this keep happening ]
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2015 5:35 pm
"Mmhmm." He gave a half smile as he pulled away and replied, "Let it be said you have a few things going for you too," as he applied an unsubtle extra pressure to her chest. "Just a shame about the a**." Then his arms uncrossed and he rolled back over to where he was before, close but with his back to Chel as he got under the covers. The threshold for peopling had been approached once more.
"Try and get some sleep, Chel." He knew that was the operative word.
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