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 Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2012 5:40 pm
"O-Only if want to, don't stop for self," Mort quickly asserted, hating his awkwardness even if the Ms. Badass was smiling. He couldn't even muster his excess energy to form the thoughts to express his dfgldjlgkdfjlgkfdj she didn't know what online meant wat is this impulse - though that could have also been because he didn't want to look tech elitist or something equally stupid. Though would she know tech elitism anyway, given that she couldn't know what online meant? You know what, he was probably thinking too hard again.
Returning the smile as best he could, Mort shook her head (or rather, grasped her fingers and shook) before fishing around in his pocket for a small business-looking card to give. "Has, er, has n-name, room number, skellyphone number, Groanspring stuff, n' HIM name," he said, spelling it out almost automatically as if he said this to everyone he gave a card to (which he did). "If, ah, want t-to keep contact, that is. Sorry 'bout needles, really. M'ashamed've self."
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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2012 6:06 pm
"I think it might be for the best for now, Mortimer. I do not wish to ... over stimulate you." She said quietly as she reached over and took the card from Mortimer and stared at the inked words with a slightly impressed expression on her face. Oh how informative this small card is! Perhaps she and her Sister should make up something similar for themselves. She brushed her fingertips over the words a bit fondly and then quietly tucked it away into her sash, "Of course. I would love to see you again, Mortimer. You are very kind."
She bowed slightly to the zombie boil, "It was a pleasure meeting you," despite being diverted from their earlier course she didn't seem too upset. She got to learn a lot about her new friend and the way he apparently worked.
"May we meet again," she gave him a small smile.
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