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 Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 7:26 pm
"Yah," Rhys said, scrubbing a forearm across his eyes to discourage the tears he felt stinging there. For such a rough and tumble kid, Rhys didn't fall down much. Where he might have used this opportunity to get something out of his parents if he'd been alone with them, he didn't want to seem like a baby in front of this other boy. "'M fine."
Rhys tilted his head and his halted tears melted into an open-mouthed grin. Izzy was looking at his knee like it was ice cream or something. "You like cuts?"
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 2:47 pm
"Hmm?" Izzy said looking back at Rhys' face ears twitching, "Blood," He said looking back down at the cut, "My Daddy says I can't taste it though," He pouted crossing his top set of arms. Izzy didn't realize how weird he sounded, to him liking blood was nothing he ever considered to be strange.
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