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 Posted: Wed Mar 12, 2014 8:12 pm
The Pain
"Are free today," he said, not bothering to close the door behind him, this time.
"As much as am knowing you vish to say, they are kicking you out." Dry humor was quickly becoming a reliable tool in his arsenal, giving him the ability to relate to others where he might not have been able to otherwise.
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Posted: Wed Mar 12, 2014 8:22 pm
Resting Exp
Kostya toyed with his totem, idly pressing the buttons on the front of it. It was so innocuous: a mockery of a children's toy, and yet, it turned into a tool capable of ruin.
"Cannot act on her behalf. I know it is being foolish, to be full of anger, becuase also know that cannot make him go avay. Vhat can do is help her, however she vant, to reach goal. Vhatever it is that he is vanting, from her, he cannot have." A pause. "Assuming if he come back. Dying much easier, make complicated problem not complicate at all."
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Posted: Wed Mar 12, 2014 9:22 pm
We Will We WillThere was a sudden, rhythmic thumping on the wall and then door of room 112. They had not been able to find fresh grapes in the kitchens, but they had found a stash of tiny raisin boxes. Close enough.
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Posted: Wed Mar 12, 2014 9:25 pm
1337 5K1LL2America beamed at the screen. astrazilla thank you for your good taste i am indeed foxy and courageous what kind of games do you like to play now that youre all grown up like "Well it's an adorable digital function, which is a need unto itself."
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Posted: Wed Mar 12, 2014 10:37 pm
We Will We WillA long silence, and then a shout through the door, which was not opened. Possibly he was attempting an escape via window: "It was a ******** joke."
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Posted: Wed Mar 12, 2014 10:39 pm
Resting ExpAttempting to maneuver himself into a comfortable resting position without disturbing America--he behaved much like a person whose cat has fallen asleep on somewhere inconvenient and is being too cute to disturb--he shot Kostya a long sideways look. What he said made his stomach turn: because he meant it. "Well let's just hope, then, that he freezes to death," he answered grimly.
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Posted: Wed Mar 12, 2014 11:16 pm
The Pain
"Praise the ********' Lord," he said, already on his feet. And he'd tried to say it drily, tried to imbue it with sarcasm, but there was nothing but slightly-shaken relief. "I like you best as the bearer of good news, Bashmet. If I never have to look at another plastic tray of oatmeal and pudding cups it'll be too ******** soon."
(The pudding cups had been an accommodation, when the Jell-o proved an absolute breaking point even in the face of his determined good behavior. There had been a scene, despite his efforts to be cooperative, and it had involved a few heated, disgusted accusations of theatrics when he'd retched.)
He hesitated, standing next to the bed, and was suddenly aware of his short sleeves, and thought to ask a thing that hadn't occurred to him at all given the absolute turmoil of the past few days: "How ******** up is my coat?"
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Posted: Thu Mar 13, 2014 7:22 am
we will we will
Peyton smirked up at the taller girl before moving to lean against the side of 112s door. "Ask and ye shall receive," she answered back, voice sing-songy. Her finger nails drummed against the wood to the same telltale rhythm.
He knew who he'd been taking to, he should have realized what was come.
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Posted: Thu Mar 13, 2014 11:13 am
we will we will "C'mon Thompson," America cat-called in turn. "Or that all talk no walk reputation of yours is gonna grow somethin fierce." She grinned back at Peyton, Taym's jokes were for calling him on his s**t, that's what made them funny.
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Posted: Thu Mar 13, 2014 11:39 am
we will we willAnother long pause, and then, with lofty dignity (and that, too, was a mark of Taym feeling playful, that self-aware aloof tomcat act played up to the point of ridiculous) through the door: "You have no rhythm. Either of you. I also doubt either of you can competently peel a grape."
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Posted: Thu Mar 13, 2014 12:01 pm
we will we will
"We have excellent rythym, you're just jealous." She rapted out a quick 'shave and a hair cut' just to prove her point.
"IWhy no open up and show us how?" How hard could bit be to peel a grape anyways? And why would you want to? Moot points, they didn't have grapes. Only raisins.
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Posted: Thu Mar 13, 2014 1:45 pm
we will we will America added the two pence. "We are ******** rockstars," she corrected. "Two lovely young ladies are at your door, Obadaiah Thompson, you're welcome. Now don't be an ingrate, let us serenade you, a*****e."
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Posted: Thu Mar 13, 2014 2:12 pm
zoobey Text to: Markthanks i owe you big time scooter letter delivered to Allan Taichou, I've transferred to Moon. At first I thought I wouldn't like Sun, but now I've come to love you guys like family. I want to make sure my family is protected, I want to make sure they always have a home. You saved me, you were there when I needed you most. I'm going to work hard so that one day I'm able to be there when you need me as well. We're Nakama forever! Love, America-chan Quote: Text to: Caeliusi dont care if youve blocked me youre an a*****e and a terrorist what happened to trials what happened to proof at first i thought you were cool but then you proved youre the worst person on this island ******** you
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Posted: Thu Mar 13, 2014 10:53 pm
touch the thing
She was trying to figure out how to phrase the Cosmo quiz questions in such a way that Taym'd actually answer them when it caught her eyes once again. The light from the window made it gleam even more intriguingly than usual, calling to her. Saying things like: Touch me. Run your fingers through me. Drag your nails across this pretty nice jaw line. Maybe scratch behind the ears as well. Let your hands be free to roam across this manly field.
"Can I touch it?"
It was not the first time she'd asked this particular question. It would not be the last.
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Posted: Fri Mar 14, 2014 12:37 am
We Will We Will
"Hallway's got better acoustics," he said, again without opening the door. "Anyway you'll get better tips out there. Hope you brought a hat to put out."
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