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 Posted: Wed May 23, 2012 11:38 pm
"I am no coward."
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"You have a girlfriend?" She peeks up through her hair.
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He pecks at it, then looks at her expectantly. Caw.
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2012 11:39 pm
"Apparantly."
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"I can't tell you until you tell me." He sticks his nose in the air.
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She frowns, sits at the desk, and opens the ink bottle.
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2012 11:45 pm
"And you obviously can't be left alone."
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"But.. I don't.. " She pouts.
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He totters over and dips his beak into the ink, then turns and puts the beak to some paper. He writes in a slooow scratchy script, and apparently is not good at lower case letters. He writes 'I AM HORACE'.
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2012 11:48 pm
He frooowns at this. "...What?"
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"You don't what? Liiike him? Or want to saaay you like him?"
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She smiles slightly again. "Hello, Horace. I am Isabella."
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2012 11:52 pm
"You get into trouble." Smile.
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More pouting.
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He regards her for a moment before continuing. 'BYRON IS SAFE.'
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2012 11:53 pm
"I do not." frown.
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"Sharing time!"
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"But he is at Castle Fae, is he not?"
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2012 11:55 pm
"I'm only teasing."
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".. No."
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'YES.'
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 12:00 am
"Don't."
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"Awwwww." He pouts.
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"Okay. You can let Nathaniel know I am meeting with someone who may be able to help later in the week."
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 12:04 am
"Fine, fine. I didn't think you would want to be here alone."
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She tucks her hair behind one ear and continues pouting at the floor.
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'BYRON WILL TRY TO KILL THAT WOMAN.'
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 9:14 pm
"I don't want to be here at all."
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He siiighs. "And I wanted to share so bad."
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"Oh heavens, no." Her eyes widen. "He shouldn't do that unless he is positive he can do it."
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 9:17 pm
"I know. Perhaps you won't have to be here long."
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".. Sorry. I don't want to talk about it." She picks up a broom and starts sweeping.
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'HE IS NOT.'
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 9:25 pm
"Perhaps."
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"Awww." He picks at his cake. "Nobody wants to talk to meee."
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"He needs to play along."
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 9:35 pm
Smile. "Can't you just play nice for a while? Let's see what happens."
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"I'll talk to you. That subject is just too personal, though. I don't even know your name."
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Horace watches her.
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 9:43 pm
"I can't."
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"You doon't? I'm Edan!" He smiles.
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"He needs to be strong, show that he doesn't need her."
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 9:58 pm
"I'll help. What can I do?"
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"Edan. That's a strange name."
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He wipes his beak on the paper.
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