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 Posted: Thu Aug 14, 2008 10:31 am
Moé shook her head. "I would gladly undertake any punishment if it meant you would inch towards forgiving me." [[EDIT: She's forgetting that his weapons are scalpels. And doctors KNOW how to handle scalpels.]]
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Posted: Thu Aug 14, 2008 10:53 am
"It would not help the current situation." Caleb took one step backwards. "I will not feed your...need for pain."
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Posted: Thu Aug 14, 2008 10:57 am
Moé gave an 'ack!'.
"I'm not a masochist! I simply wish for you to forgive me, and usually venting rage towards the subject of the anger is a good way."
She thought about what sorts of torture he could subject her to, and then thought about the scalpels.
"If it's to dissect me, it could actually help in your search for a cure, since you coould see what things in my body are restorative! Then you'll forgive me, right?"
[[Hahahah Moé's a masochist. That'll be an inside joke now.]]
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Posted: Thu Aug 14, 2008 11:16 am
Caleb sighed. "I will continue my research without doing such." His heels clicked on the floor as he walked to the door to leave the room.
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Posted: Thu Aug 14, 2008 11:22 am
Moé followed him as usual.
"So you'll forgive me if I start displaying common sense and simian intelligence, sir?"
[[Considering that she's enamoured with an abusive, condescending loon, she HAS to be a masochist...]]
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Posted: Thu Aug 14, 2008 11:30 am
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Posted: Thu Aug 14, 2008 11:34 am
"If you do, then I will forgive you." Caleb continued walking.
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Posted: Thu Aug 14, 2008 11:37 am
Moé nodded, and accomplished hiding her glee.
"And I'll appear less annoying, right? And you'll like me more?"
Score!, she thought to herself.
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Posted: Thu Aug 14, 2008 11:45 am
"Also, do not ask me obivous questions that have obivous answers embedding into themselves." Caleb said.
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Posted: Thu Aug 14, 2008 11:51 am
Moé nodded.
"Yes, sir, I'm sorry... Oh, also, if you don't mind me, I need to take a lunch break..."
She waved, and then walked off towards the cafeteria,grinning.
[[Go Moé! I'm rootin' for ya! She's actually quite smart[evident by her perfect scores], but she's just massively dense/has her head in the clouds.]]
Salem looked in Caleb's direction.
"What is she so happy about? I'm curious."
[[Salem has an idea, he just doesn't find it likely.]]
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Posted: Thu Aug 14, 2008 12:57 pm
"I honestly am not sure myself." Caleb looked towards the man. "I do not believe you have given me your name."
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Posted: Thu Aug 14, 2008 1:03 pm
Salem bowed.
"Oh, my apologies. I'm Salem Blythe. I'm the science teacher-- though Moé is envious of me for it-- and a member of Moé's family by marraige. I married her cousin-once-removed, Chryseis. Chryseis teaches here too, under Dark Arts."
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Posted: Thu Aug 14, 2008 1:17 pm
"A follow man of science. Myself, I am Caleb Crowhart, the alchemical studies teacher." He held out his pale white hand for Salem to shake.
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Posted: Thu Aug 14, 2008 1:25 pm
Salem shook his hand. "My classroom is three doors away from yours to the right. Also, if Moé seems hostile, don't mind her. She has enough reasons to be angry at the world, hahah. I know she must drive you insane, any chance she gets she goes into that subject. ' Salem, Salem, why can't you be an alchemy teacher? Waaagh! You don't deserve Chryseis, you're a looooser'. Okay, I admit, she's slightly immature, but it's just because she doesn't like me being married to her mother figure. Oh, I do tend to ramble, I'm sorry." [[ 5:42 onwards. omg.]]
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Posted: Thu Aug 14, 2008 3:14 pm
Sara walked the halls unaware that she was walking to the lunch room. Sometimes as she walked she would head where she needed. Like now. She's so stuck in her thoughts, she hasn't noticed her hunger.
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