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 Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 10:15 pm
He gives Russ a dark look.
Sparrow spins around to grab Russ's hand. "Let's go!"
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Stephen looks around as he eats. "We're heading to your place, right?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 10:17 pm
Russ doesn't think he deserved that. He nods at Sparrow.
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"Yep. Are you a city boy, Stevie?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 10:19 pm
Anthony thinks he did. He continues to give dark looks as they leave.
Sparrow doesn't notice. She hugs Russ's arm as they leave. "Matthew is meeting us at the ship."
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"Yeah. Never been anywhere else."
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 10:22 pm
Russ fights the urge to return the look. "Ah."
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"You might like it at our place. Lots of space."
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 10:24 pm
She points to their carriage. "In you go."
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"Yeah?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 10:25 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 10:26 pm
She climbs in and snuggles next to him. There is a driver who drives. For realz And it is bradley..
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"I see."
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 10:27 pm
Whomg. x3
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He eats another sausage. "So what do you do for a living?"
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There's a knock on the bedroom door!
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 10:29 pm
"After this I wonder if we should return to Babel for a bit."
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"I'm a bodyguard."
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"Who is it?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 10:31 pm
"Oh? What for?"
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"Aaah. That must be interesting."
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"Who do you thiiiiink?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 10:32 pm
"Bradley. I'm worried about him."
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"What do you do?"
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"Come in." Richard rubs at his eyes and sits up in bed.
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 10:35 pm
Russ blinks. "Oh. Have you talked to him?"
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"Oh, you know. This and that."
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Angie struggles into the room carrying a tray. On it is a giant bowl of what looks to be chicken and dumplings, and it's accompanied by a large glass of tea. "I made you something to eat."
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 10:37 pm
She points to the little wall between them and the driver. "He's driving us. He hasn't been talking a lot lately."
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"What's that?"
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He smiles slightly. "It looks good."
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 10:46 pm
"Oh." He looks at the little wall. 'No idea?"
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"Odd jobs, usually. I cut trees or remove alligators from houses. You know."
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She sets it on the bed and sits. "Whew! It's heavy. Can you eat it all?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 10:48 pm
"I think he's depressed."
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"Aaah." Stephen nods.
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"I can eat a little."
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