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 Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2012 12:14 am
Anice brushes a hand against Byron's cheek as she stands. "I will send one of the girls to look around."
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"Could you talk to Russ? I can have him call you."
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"Thank you." Aria grins at him.
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2012 8:48 pm
"Girls? You don't have kids yet, do you?"
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"Okay. That would be fine."
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Nat thinks saying 'you're welcome' would sound dumb. Instead, he simply nods and adjusts his glasses.
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2012 8:49 pm
She smirks. "No, we don't." She heads out.
Byron glares.
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"Okay. Thank you, Angie."
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"That wasn't so bad, was it?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2012 9:02 pm
He watches her go with a wary look.
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"You're welcome. Talk to you soon." She hangs up.
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"No. It wasn't bad at all." He fights the urge to wipe his palms on his trousers.
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2012 9:10 pm
Byron glares.
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tadaaa
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Grin!
Anice enters. Both girls hop to their feet and turn to face her. "Mystral. I have a job for you."
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2012 9:21 pm
Russ blinks at him. "What?"
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Angie looks at Richard.
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Nat looks at Anice. He is trying hard not to turn red.
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2012 9:26 pm
"Nothing."
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He is looking very cranky.
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"Yes, miss?"
"Look in the surrounding area. See what is out there. In particular look for ships."
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2012 9:28 pm
"Fine." He reaches over for the phone and dials Sparrow's number.
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"You okay?"
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Nat tilts his head.
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2012 9:37 pm
Sparrow answers. "Hello? Russ?"
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He shakes his head.
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"Yes, miss!" She prances on out.
Aria tilts her head. "Anything for me?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2012 9:51 pm
"Hey, Sparrow."
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"What's wrong?"
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Nat tries to scoot after Mystral.
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2012 9:54 pm
"I think you should call Angie."
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"Him."
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"No. You may stay here." Anice looks at nat. "Where do you think you're going?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2012 9:56 pm
"Angie? Why Angie?"
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".. Yeah." She pouts.
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"Um.. out."
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2012 10:01 pm
"She knows more about this kind of thing. And they had a potion."
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"I'm so sick of him."
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"Where?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2012 10:04 pm
"Oh. Okay. What's her number?" He glances at Byron.
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"You don't have to go anywhere." Hug!
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"To get some fresh air."
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2012 10:08 pm
She gives of the number.
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"You won't either, right?"
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"Don't go far."
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