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 Posted: Mon Jan 26, 2009 5:54 pm
Marchhe watched thhe scene with some interest; he had never seen White so violent.
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Posted: Mon Jan 26, 2009 8:07 pm
The soldier struggled to do so, since he could not use his arms. White peered though the gold glasses that clung to his nose. "....Would you-, wait, that diplomacy, I had forgotten." White looked at the guard. "Don't move."
He looked back to Marche. "I suggest you leave quite quickly then, would not want to....muddle you into this then."
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Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2009 5:06 pm
Marche shrugged.
"I'm not wearing my messenger garb. It probably won't be deemed a work of the White Queen."
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Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2009 5:21 pm
"Yes? No? I need a straight answer, are you going to follow?" White asked, he took his gloved pointer finger off of the trigger as it was pointed at the soldier.
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Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2009 5:28 pm
Marche smiled.
"Well, my best friend was taken by someone I hate, so why not?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2009 5:36 pm
White nodded, and then turned on his heels back to the soldier. "....Start walking." He nudged the card in the back of the head with his pistol.
The soldier began to walk, White placed the revolver back into the holster inside of the tailcoat.
((Marche and White seem so quirky together.))
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Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2009 5:43 pm
Marche began to hum as he walked along, his improbably huge mallet held over his shoulder.
[['IT MUST BE LOVE' <--- thought process of a yaoi fangirl XD]]
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Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2009 6:15 pm
((I mean like Pulp Fiction kind of quirky.))
White's ears stayed with their rigid form as they stood straight up. His hands often fidgeted, having to take out his pocket watch every now and then, needing to adjust the pair of golden glasses in between intervals.
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Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2009 6:19 pm
Marche grinned.
"I see you have adrenaline. I can understand you being excited. Rebelling and killing isn't routine for you..."
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Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2009 6:29 pm
White's head snapped to Marche. "Just worried, mostly." He replied, turning back to look forward as they traversed the forest.
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Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2009 6:35 pm
Marche nodded. "I can understand you wanting to protect something close to you." Gwendolyn... He shook his head, snapping out of it as he looked ahead.
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Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2009 6:47 pm
White looked at the watch again. "...It should not be long, 23, 24 minutes and about 31 seconds." The watch closed with a metallic snap.
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Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2009 6:54 pm
Marche looked around.
"I'm just along for the ride, and to help, really..."
He yawned.
"Hm. How tight is security?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2009 7:03 pm
"Two guards in front, they are scattered though out the maze. After the maze, their is two pairs of guards waiting on either side." White looked to Marche with his blue eyes. "Though, I do think there is a simpler, and more stealthy way to at least get into the garden."
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Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2009 12:27 pm
Marche looked back with his navy blue ones.
"Well, why not through the tiny door? You know, back at the Rabbit Hole, or, er, Entrance."
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