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 Posted: Sat Oct 07, 2006 10:55 am
-=Neko finished his cereal, washed the bowl out, and ut the box back up, walking into the kitchen, grumbling about the fact that he couldn't find Dino. He walked by the hatrack and grabbed his cap, putting it on before looking at Eli with a small smile, and walking out onto the porch=-
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Posted: Sat Oct 07, 2006 10:56 am
"Oh, parents? My dad's dead like usual, and mum..."
He trails off as Tut turns to his apparent new conquest, and demolishes his oatmeal.
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Posted: Sat Oct 07, 2006 11:00 am
She had already been walking away from the kitchen, and as such, she didn't realize that the man had been talking to her when he asked the question.
Shortly thereafter, she saw Neko heading towards the door, and as he grabbed his hat and opened the door, she asked, "will you be gone long?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 07, 2006 11:00 am
"And mum? Finish your sentence, bro. Thought we were raised better than that."
Taking a seat next to Reeve, he waved his hand towards the cupboards, pulling out some Cherrios, a bowl and a spoon and then pulling some milk from the fridge.
"Also, tell me about this engagement thing with Fen."
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Posted: Sat Oct 07, 2006 11:05 am
-=Neko looked back at Eli with a grin as he leaned against the railing of the porch=-
I'm not going anywhere, just seeing how the weather was...
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Posted: Sat Oct 07, 2006 11:05 am
"....is a little distracted with setting up a new monarchy back home. And...we're not actually related, are we, brother? But, besides that, the Fen thing...((Edit))"
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Posted: Sat Oct 07, 2006 11:08 am
"Ah," she said, and decided to follow him out.
"So where do we start with the mask?" she asked, leaning against the railing beside him.
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Posted: Sat Oct 07, 2006 11:09 am
"No, we're not, but we were raised up generally the same. You a prince on this plain and I on the other."
Tutsumi nodded slightly towards Reeve's last question and began to get his Cherrios silently, thinking back to his younger days.
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Posted: Sat Oct 07, 2006 11:11 am
-=Neko pursed his lips a little, scratching his head in thought=-
I think I have a book, though, it's a little old... We'd have to go to my office..
-=Neko puched himself up to stand straight, before looking up into the sky. After a few moments just staring, he looks at Eli, then walks back into the dojo=-
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Posted: Sat Oct 07, 2006 11:13 am
"Thanks for clearing that up..I didn't mean it as an insult, I just don't know what's going on anymore...I'm tired, Tut, stretched. Like too little butter over too much bread. I'm so sick of war...ruling...and it blows, cos I have to do it, just because I'm my mother's son."
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Posted: Sat Oct 07, 2006 11:14 am
She followed his gaze upwards, to see what he was looking at, but saw nothing. He started to move before she realized he'd stopped looking up. She jumped stepped from the railing and followed him.
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Posted: Sat Oct 07, 2006 11:15 am
"Aye, though sometimes I do wonder. Our worlds seem far too alike not to be connected in some way. Though at least you didn't have to kill your parents."
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Posted: Sat Oct 07, 2006 11:18 am
Tutsumi Hybrin "Aye, though sometimes I do wonder. Our worlds seem far too alike not to be connected in some way. Though at least you didn't have to kill your parents." "Aye...though at least you knew yours."
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Posted: Sat Oct 07, 2006 11:23 am
Finishing up his food, Tutsumi waved it over towards the sink, turning the faucet on and letting it clean the dish off, then doing the opposite.
"For what...seven years? Then I was whisked away and then had my family hunt me down over the past one and a half millenium."
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Posted: Sat Oct 07, 2006 11:26 am
"Wow...we must've been born under bad signs. Our lives revolve around conditional suck....oh Eirra, slap me. I'm either becoming Emo or I need to put out a blues album."
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