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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 9:36 pm
Not likely. You're a cat. You're supposed to be agile. Are you not? ::Taps her nose playfully and stands her back on her feet::
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 9:38 pm
Precisely. My movements are always smooth and deliberate.
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 9:40 pm
::Sips his water:: I noticed.
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 9:42 pm
So, cutie. How about you and I go and hit the town together? High society won't know what him 'em. My treat? Money's not an issue.
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 9:44 pm
...Some how I'm not very sure my boss would approve.
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 9:46 pm
aww.. Why not? We'd just be having a little fun!
*pouts*
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 9:47 pm
Because I feeeeel like, because of your past with Spiderman, will not bring out his good side.
::Arches an eyebrow::
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 9:50 pm
What about, Spider? What does he have to do with anything? Do you see me with him now? No!
Hmmph. I just want to go out and have some fun with you.
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 9:55 pm
::Stands up::... Alright. Fine.
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 9:57 pm
*walks in, whistling the theme to 'Twisted Nerve' and absent-mindedly juggling a pumpkin bomb*
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 9:58 pm
You'll go with me? Excellent, let me change quick.
*disappears into the bathroom*
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 10:01 pm
*re-emerges looking fabulous*
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 10:04 pm
Miss Hardy. While your choice in companions is questionable at best, I must say, you clean up well.
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 10:08 pm
Oh Good. ::Sits back down::
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 10:08 pm
I didn't ask the guy to marry me. I just wanted to have a little fun? What's the harm in that?
You're always ruining my fun, Osborn stare
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