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 Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 2:22 pm
Moé pouted.
"I think fifty years is enough time to think. And I will still love you regardless, I won't jump you in your sleep or anything."
She paused.
"Which reminds me... can I sleep in your bed with you?"
[[Me: STOP PARAPHRASING!
Moé: I-I'm not! There's a huge difference.]]
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 2:31 pm
Caleb did not understand why she wanted to sleep with him. "....Why do you ask?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 2:35 pm
Moé paused.
"I-I can tell you if you're bleeding or somehting in your sleep! I smell blood even when asleep... and I'm so comfortable like this that it should cure my insomnia..."
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 2:40 pm
An empty bottle of sake slips into the room from the door, holding various weeds and plant life. Taro is half unconscious in the hall attempting to crawl back to his tree.
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 2:46 pm
Moé blinked.
"Oh, that's the sake I gave that bird guy as a amends gift. Huh. Whatever."
[[lol she doesn't care.]]
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 2:48 pm
"If I must." Caleb said, turning his intention off of her and to the small bottle that now laid on the ground. He broke away from her and picked up the bottle. "Is this yours?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 2:49 pm
Moé shook her head.
"No, that's the tengu's. You can tell, since I wouldn't fill a bottle with leaves and pinecones."
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 2:56 pm
Taro was properly dead drunk in the hallway at this point.
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 2:58 pm
Moé walked outside of the room.
"Oh, he's hammered. Urgh... I hate alcohol..."
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 3:03 pm
The tengu began to hum hits of the 70's.
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 3:07 pm
Moé scowled.
"I'd prefer metal, synthesizer or 80s music. Then again, that singing isn't the most, uh, pleasant..."
She paused.
"...wait, wasn't he in a tree for a century? How does he know 70s songs?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 3:09 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 3:12 pm
Taro stirred awake.
"I love.. your love.. be happshy...hic." he muttered while giving Moé a thumbs up.
"Bedder?" he asked with watery eyes.
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 3:12 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 3:15 pm
Moé paused.
"Now he's delirious.Hey, bird! Make sure not to throw up in the hallways!"
Moé snapped her fingers, and Robin appeared.
"Yeah, Momo?"
"Make sure he doesn't throw up."
Robin pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose.
"He's only intoxicated, Mo. He won't throw up..."
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