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 Posted: Tue May 19, 2015 8:45 pm
"You shouldn't have to worry about him putting you in danger in the first place! That's the whole point! Because on day, you won't be able to get out of it. He'll make a call as a hunter, instead of a ******** human being - which I constantly doubt he is - and you'll be on the chopping block and Caelius or someone else takes your head!"
He took a short but heavy breath, and gnawed anxiously on a brick of chocolate. "I do not like him Sam I Am," he finished, less impassioned.
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Posted: Tue May 19, 2015 9:03 pm
"If I end up on the chopping block it'll be my fault," she assured him. She wished she'd brought out something to drink because it turned out s'mores were kind of a messy.
She put a hand on his hat and pushed it over his eyes in a brattish way. "Yeah, yeah I know." She was sure that Chris and Jack would never see eye to eye.
"He's my guy so you gotta deal." She made kissy faces in Chris' direction. "We're maaaaadly in loooooooooooooove~"
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Posted: Tue May 19, 2015 9:13 pm
Chris pushed his hat back and stuck his tongue out at Chel. He was still incredibly malcontent with all of it. Chel was like talking to a brick wall on the best of days, and talking only to circle back to the original conclusion was actually just really exhausting.
"I do deal with it. Every day." He sucked a sticky finger into his mouth, talking around it. "We good?"
Cousin speak for 'there's nowhere else for this conversation to go.'
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Posted: Tue May 19, 2015 10:15 pm
"I don't think you're gettin' it," Chel said, leaning up against Chris to the point that she was pushing him into the sand. "I love him SO much Chris. So so much. We're gonna get married and have a bILLION kids and you'll be an uncle. Aren't you proud?"
Chel knew full well that hunters couldn't have kids and that was definitely for the best since Chel would make a horrible mother. "Me and Jack'll bang EVERY NIGHT do you hear me Christopher Axten?"
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Posted: Sun May 24, 2015 11:23 pm
Chris made loud gagging noises at her until it resulted in a mouthful of sand. Then he struggled to roll her off so he could spit it out pathetically. "Eugh. Yer the ********' worst, you know that?"
He dusted off the sand on his clothes in a half-assed attempt to avoid tracking in the entire beach whenever they got around to heading home. It was hard to sit there without fidgeting. Every time he had to face the fact that Jack wasn't a problem that was going away, it took effort to push it to the back of his mind again.
"It's a lot of work bein' related to you."
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Posted: Sun May 24, 2015 11:25 pm
"Sorry you popped outta the wrong v****a," Chel said crassly, releasing him when he spat out sand. Even Chel wasn't that cruel. Unlike Chris though, she didn't mind the sand in her clothing. Annoying, yes, but a reminder of the adventure she'd had.
There was a warm silence for a moment or two, Chel with her head on her knees just admiring the fire. But then she had to go and break it by saying, "How long you wanted to ******** Dawson?" She knew, of course, but it was more fun that way.
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