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 Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 10:50 pm
Yeah...bonding....
WELL.
::claps his hands together once::
My little couch cabal, as sweet as this trip down memory lane is becoming, I'll have to ask you all to excuse me. I have some work to do in my studio, alone, I'm sure Chastity can show you the door...
::stomps out and locks himself in the sound studio::
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 10:52 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 10:53 pm
Ya have fun with that, Piper. Don't feel down kid, ain't a good color to show, heh.
*Makes his way out and heads to the II exit*
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 10:55 pm
Did we just get kicked out?
*Leaves*
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 2:32 pm
::skulks around near Osborne's office, which is on the same floor as his studio, writing notes on a musical score to pass the time::
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 3:01 pm
::taps out an email on his hand-held::
~S,
Sorry for the silence. Was hung over most of yesterday, and then had a bad night. Hope things are going better for you.
Just wanted to let you know I was thinking about you.
~Piper
::puts the device away and goes back to making notes on his score::
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 3:41 pm
*Walks out of the shower fully dressed for the day.*
*Looks thoughtfully around the room, wondering what to do with the few hours before sunset.*
*runs her hand through her hair as she walks over to the fridge to fix herself some blood.*
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 3:50 pm
::finishes the notes with a flourish, and slips the score under Osborne's door::
That should get his attention.
::heads back into his suite::
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 3:54 pm
*Throws the bags away neatly.*
Hey Piper.
*All the weapons she usually wears are on the couch.*
*Takes a sip from her class.*
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 3:54 pm
Sorry about my abrupt departure last night. I never knew Creed was into psychological warfare.
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 4:02 pm
*Waves it away,* It's alright. I can understand the need to get away.
Sorry I wasn't my best, otherwise I would have helped you.
*She holds up some coffee grinds.* I found some coffee, if you want some.
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 4:04 pm
Only enough to sell my soul.
::grabs his Mickey Mouse mug::
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 4:07 pm
*Chuckles lightly. Sets some grinds in the coffee maker, and fills it with water.*
*Holds out her hand for Pipers mug.*
We can discuss ownership of ones soul later, *Chuckles.*
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 4:10 pm
::hands over the mug::
I've been thinking about our couch woes. I thought maybe we would use the chance to see just how good Lantern's defenses really are...
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 4:15 pm
*Pets the mug on the maker and starts the brew, it makes noises as it slowly spills coffee into Piper's mug. The coffee pot seems to be missing.*
Well I tried to provoke Chris to show me them a few nights ago. He didn't take the bate. *Grins over at Piper.* Maybe the couch will do more to rile him up. He does seem attached to his belongings.
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