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 Posted: Tue Apr 21, 2009 11:51 pm
"Right now I'm reading mostly about Mesoamerica." Zyanya answered, leading him to one of the nice areas where bean bags were offered for people to sit in. "At least we can be comfortable. "Do you like mythology?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 7:45 pm
Fish settled into a beanbag with the grace of a pro beanbag sitter - they were all over the apartment, and after a while one got quite good at sitting in them.
He ran a tired hand through his hair and gave his temple a good long rub.
"To be honest," he said, "I've had enough mythology in the last few years to last a lifetime."
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Posted: Mon Apr 27, 2009 4:35 pm
Zy...wasn't as good at sitting in them, but she managed without making too much of an awkward mess of herself. "Have you? I don't think I can ever get too much of it. But we'll see. I'll probably think differently soon..." She trailed off, though didn't get too much into it.
"Right now I'm more concerned with not stabbing my mother in the face." Blink. Pause. Pause. A blush touched her cheeks, "...That's horrible to say. Dios mio..." She buried her head in her hands. She was never that aggressive.
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