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 Posted: Wed Apr 26, 2006 9:41 pm
"We gonna' compair once harvest time comes?" he gave her a grin.
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Posted: Wed Apr 26, 2006 9:44 pm
Kaveri chuckles, starting on planting the seeds from the bag now that she was mostly finished with those on the ground. "To be honest, that would be like comparing apples and oranges -- we're growing two different things, here -- but sure, why not?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 26, 2006 9:49 pm
"I was jes' tryin' t'be socialable," He grunted, rising to his feet to watch her with his suckered thumbs hooked into his pockets.
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Posted: Wed Apr 26, 2006 9:57 pm
"D'OH! That's right!" Kaveri blurts when he mentions being sociable, setting the bag aside to slap her forehead. "I never told you my name, did I?" She asks, looking up at him from the ground. "I feel like a jerk for forgetting that. I'm Kaveri."
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Posted: Wed Apr 26, 2006 10:12 pm
"Kavary?" He semed to have trouble saying it, but managed to get it out at least intelligably. "William. Also known as th'notorious Billy, famed abou' th'island as rapist and resident narcotic obsessed a*****e," He gave a crooked-toothed grin, offering a sucker-lined hand.
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Posted: Wed Apr 26, 2006 10:20 pm
"Kaveri," she corrects with a smile, standing up and brushing off her skirt.
She honestly isn't sure what to think about... that. Most people are usually secretive about that kind of stuff when introducing themselves, but at least this guy seems to be honest -- or at the very least, he has a very sick sense of humor. Kaveri forces a laugh. "Well, it's nice to meet you, Billy -- and I aplogize for just walking over and tromping around in your garden like a d**k without giving you my name earlier."
She extends her hand, eyeing the suckers cautiously before reaching out to shake it. She hoped that she wouldn't get stuck to him or anything, as that would be most awkward.
What a bizarre feeling.
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Posted: Fri Apr 28, 2006 8:05 am
Indeed, the suckers did stick to the smooth skin of her palm, but after an embarassing tug, he managed to get it free, "S'alrigh'," He grunted, "I don' have th'foggiest wha' I'm doin' here."
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