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 Posted: Thu Nov 17, 2011 7:56 pm
I smile and pick Anima up with one arm under her knees, and the other behind her back. I then leave the hospital and head to my place.
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 9:31 am
Everyone:
The rest of the day passes by fairly uneventfully (except for Anima and Yumi, but we won't be getting into that) and you all eventually fall asleep.End of Day 3
Day 4 Everyone:When you wake up, your notepad is displaying the following message: " Meet up at the hangar again today. We're being deployed, but for a different purpose, so be ready for combat."
~Allen
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 12:52 pm
I wake up to Allen's message. I shake my head, letting my hair get in my face. I snuggle my face into Anima's boobs again.
"We need to be combat ready today..." I mutter. "Can't we just call in sick...?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 12:59 pm
I wrap my legs around Yumi, and gently stroke her hair. "Well, you can't, but I might need a day to get used to my implant and I would feel really lonely and afraid if I had to do it by myself..." I say playfully and sarcastically. I truth, I still well enough to go for round 2, but I wasn't sure on how successful I'd be on calling off...
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 1:05 pm
I smirk.
"Well, you should try, then!" I say playfully.
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 1:41 pm
I don't really feel like moving, and Yumi seemed pretty damn comfortable where she was at, so like a lazy person stretching to get the remote, I stretch to grab the notepad and start typing in a message:
Dear Allen:
My girlfriend Yumi seems to think that I should take the day off and rest. Pretty sweet of her to worry like that! But anyways, if you call me off, I think I'll need her to watch over me, since she will likely be CONSTANTLY bugging you and the other people all the time with speak of how her adorable little Anima is suffering with out her. So you think it's possible?
Love, Anima :3
PS: I mean friend love! ^.^
After typing this out, I hit send, and wait for a responce.
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 2:27 pm
Anima:
After two minutes, you get the following response:
"Anima, while I am inclined to believe you could use some rest, I am highly doubting that Yumi will act like that. I can't be too lenient, so Yumi still has to come. If you truly need rest, I'll allow it, but if you're just trying to get a day off, you'll have to do it alone."
~Allen
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 2:33 pm
"Sorry Yumi, looks like the two of us will have to exersize at night!" I say playfully. "So... want to arrive dressed in something totally rediculous and stunning?' I ask. "I still have some fun stuff in the cosplay closet!"
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 7:14 pm
after reading the massage, she got out of bed, took a quick shower, got on a fresh pair of clothes, and then headed to the hanger as requested. (wrote this on my brother inlaw's ps3, skyrim is EPIC!)
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 10:32 pm
"Ugh..." I mutter. "Fine..."
I look up at the last question.
"Hm..." I say. "How ridiculous are we talking here?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 3:45 am
Upon seeing the message, I get a mug full of coffee, and a fresh change of clothes, and head to the hanger drinking my coffee on the way.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 5:34 pm
"It's more of type! I have costumes for all sorts of looks and genre. What are you interested in?" I ask playfully. I open up the closet and start sifting through my methodically organized outfits.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 7:41 pm
I roll onto my stomach and watch Anima looking for an outfit.
"Hm..." I say. "You got any ranger or hunter types?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 8:22 pm
"Of course I do! It's a bit on the... revealing, shall we say, side, though." I say, responding to her. I pull out the base of the outfit, which consists of what seems to be a leather bustier and a very short leather skirt adorned with various shamanistic and druid like assessories. I then pull out a wooden javelin with a strand of beads, feathers, and similar things on it, with some interesing looking markings carved into the shaft. "She'd really more of a druid, but I did actually wear her as more of a spear hunter and it worked pretty well!"
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 8:26 pm
"I'm going to have to pass on the spear, but I'll take the outfit!" I say. "Well, borrow it, that is."
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