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 Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 12:41 am
"I know, but.. I just don't like it."
Horace hops around, croaking.
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"That would be murder."
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 12:43 am
"I can take care of it, gorgeous."
"Don't you think you've done enough damage?"
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"How did you plan to deal with it?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 12:47 am
"We really need to talk to him." She sighs at Isabella.
Horace craanes his neck up to try and tug at Edan's hair.
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".. By staying away from him."
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 12:48 am
"Then talk to him! The crow is right there."
Edan swats again at Horace. "Whaaat?"
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"That doesn't solve anything."
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 12:54 am
She gives the bird a skeptical look. "How doese that work?"
Horace puffs up and tries to look scary!
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"Killing is so final. And I don't feel right about it."
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 12:56 am
"Ink and paper. Nathaniel can hear you and the bird writes."
Edan sticks his tongue out at Horace.
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Deeper frown. "Is this why you keep bothering me about killing Anice?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 1:00 am
"Oh. Really? That's neat."
Horace hisses.
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"Well.. not really. I wouldn't be doing the killing."
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 1:03 am
"Try that before you break anymore of my fingers."
"Bleeeh. I'll get the paper." Edan wrinkles his nose and trots off.
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"What if I killed your boss?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 1:09 am
"Do you talk to him often?" Angie watches Horace.
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"It still would be my fault.. in a roundabout sort of way."
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 1:10 am
"Yes." Isabella's eyes close.
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Byron frowns.
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 1:27 am
".. Do you think you'll be okay?"
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"Since you wouldn't have met him if you hadn't met me."
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 1:28 am
"Does it matter?"
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"I don't want anyone thinking they can take you."
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 1:37 am
She nods. "Yes. I don't hate you. You're just very, very stubborn."
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Unhappy look.
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 1:40 am
"I may have lost use of my hand."
Edan hops back in with writing supplies for Horace. He sets it all on the floor.
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"I still need you here."
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 1:42 am
"It won't heal?" She watches Edan.
Horace stomps around on the paper.
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"I know.'
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