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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 7:25 pm
Don't look at me, stop staring at me, why is everyone LOOKING at me?!
::picks up a new mug with twitching hands and pours a cup of coffee::
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 7:27 pm
*Steps in front of the kitchen door.*
He's got a point there, people. Right now, the best thing any of us can do is give him some space. That means you too, Brad.
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 7:27 pm
Worried maybe? *Lets the kitchen door closed and sips her cup casually.*
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 7:28 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 7:28 pm
::sits down at the table with his elbows on it, rubbing his temples::
And turn up the heat!
Nobody cares...
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 7:32 pm
*turns back toward the kitchen door*
Noone cares....???
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 7:33 pm
He's practically catatonic, you'll probably just end up scaring him right now.
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 7:35 pm
There's no use for accomplishing anything...it's all pointless in the end. The universe is a black, hollow place that doesn't care if we are there.
::rubs his arms as his breath shows in the air::
Life is a beginning and an end, and that's it.
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 7:37 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 7:39 pm
Listen to him! *he growls at Kane* Does that sound like someone who should be alone? At least give him this!
*goes behind the bar and grabs a package that had been hidden and shoves it in her hands*
I'd rather it came from me but it seems people believe he's scared of me!
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 7:41 pm
*Takes the package.*
Wait a minute. I know what's wrong with him. Does anyone have any paint around? A magic marker?
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 7:42 pm
Magic marker? What good is a wand going to do?
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 7:42 pm
Katherine Kane *Takes the package.*
Wait a minute. I know what's wrong with him. Does anyone have any paint around? A magic marker? Would some regular markers work? I brought some to draw up some plans.' *offers them to Kate*
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 7:44 pm
::mutters to himself about despair, guilt and shame, staring down at the table and rubbing his temples::
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 7:44 pm
Yeah, that would be perfect.
*Grabs a marker and heads into the kitchen.*
Chas, I think I know how to snap him out of it.
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