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 Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 8:42 pm
 'Sweet my a**,' she retorted, and clambered off the bed. She stretched. 'At long ******** last! ...Uh, thanks, I guess.'
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 8:47 pm
Anytime sweetie.
Anything else you need before I vanish?
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 8:50 pm
'Well, you could stop calling me s**t like "sweetie". It's Evangeline, thank you.'
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 8:53 pm
Aww, what fun would that be?
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 8:54 pm
'Well, for starters, it's inaccurate. I'm not sweet. At all.'
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 8:56 pm
*Raven stalked closer and licked Eva's face as if to prove a point*
Yes you are.
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 9:01 pm
'The <********>?!' Evangeline spluttered, taking a hasty step back. '******** stop hitting on me, Christ almighty!'
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 9:01 pm
Just having my fun. I could always go about it differently...
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 9:04 pm
'You try anything, and next time you're solid, you're gonna end up with a good number of bulletholes, understand?' she threatened.
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 9:07 pm
Aww, silly Eva, bullets dont hurt me. Even when I am visible.
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 9:09 pm
'It'd make me feel better. Things've been creepy enough without you adding to it.'
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 9:12 pm
Aww, been having a hard time lately?
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 9:14 pm
'Being shackled to a bed for days on end and having weirdass mental images about those chains ain't exactly my idea 'bout fun,' she replied. She then carried on talking without thinking. 'Neither was the conversation earlier with Aizel.'
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 9:19 pm
And what conversation might that be?
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 9:20 pm
'That I'm -' she began, and caught herself just in time. 'Whoa! What d'you care for?'
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