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 Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 9:51 pm
Antony gave him a look of mock pain when he insulted her, but soon just smiled. "I take offense! I don't shag anything that moves... Nor do I try and ******** sleeping children."
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 9:57 pm
At that remark, Billy frowned. That wasn't funny, nor did he find humour in it. "Feck you," He grunted, rolling the catalogue up to slide into his back pocket for future perusal as he stood again.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 9:58 pm
"Hey now, you're the one who called me a whore," she scoffed, crossing her arms over her chest, "Oh, and Colche forgave you... Case you wondered. Letter was actually sweet." He wasn't as bad sober.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 10:04 pm
"Aye, well, I doubt th' good Doc Aubrey fergives me," He snorted, his mood killed by the thought of that whole predicament.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 10:06 pm
"And why do you say that?" She asked seriously, closing the magazine before turning her full attention on him.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 10:08 pm
"Because she don' believe me story," He grunted, his back turned to her. Hopefully without being noticed, one of histentacles slipped out from under his shirt to nerviously resituate himself through ihs pants. He had been feeling exceedingly sore and lopsided.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 10:14 pm
Antony giggled, noticing the movement in his pants and the small flash of tentacle, "You still haven't gotten the hang of the extra limbs have you?" She chuckled warmly, letting it be known that she wasn't insulting him.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 10:19 pm
"Hrm?" He turned to face her again, blushing ever so slightly, "Ach... aye, no. They're complicated. Gettin'... better a' knowin' which is which, bu' still's confusin'," He admitted lamely, feeling rather embarassed.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 10:22 pm
She waved his embarassment off, patting the ground next to her, "I can only imagine... I mean, I have the tails..." Frowning as they gave a proud flick, Antony glanced back at them as if telling them to behave.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 10:33 pm
"S'like if'n y'don' pay attention, they do shite on their own," He huffed, begrudgingly sitting once again, reaching to unbutton his shirt and attempt to get a bit of sun as well. His wounded tentacle was begining to feel a little better and he eased it out of the sling, giving it a meek stretch.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 10:37 pm
"The tails do that s**t too," she echoed, watching him stretch out the wounded tentacle. Her hand cautiously reached out to check the bandages. "Did I do a good patch up job?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 10:41 pm
"Aye, it wasn't tha' bad... I think it was mostly wounded pride an' I wanted t'feel better. Bu' they were brused!" He hissed as it sent a wave a pain up into him and he tucked it down again, "It's on it's way, though. Thank ye."
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 10:46 pm
"You wanted to feel better... So you came to me?" Her eyebrows raised in obvious surprise and confusion. It didn't make sense. Then again, he wasn't exactly a guy who made sense. "Eh, I felt bad for you."
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 10:51 pm
"Y'helped me after... I changed," He shrugged, clearing his throat, "I don' know, bu' y'seemed li' th'person t'go to."
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 10:57 pm
She opened her mouth as if she was going to say something smart, but she simply closed it and nodded quietly. "The dreams are the worst," Antony murmured softly, recalling the image of her father's dead body almost instantly.
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