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 Posted: Thu Dec 07, 2006 5:19 pm
"Whatever, little miss bad-a**..." Amae sticks his tongue out behind her, perhaps gazing a little too long after her distinctly feminine run.
"Right..."
He walks inside and promptly naps on the couch.
((Night, people!))
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Posted: Thu Dec 07, 2006 5:21 pm
*Drake ran into the dojo and found his way to his old room. Inside he returned to his humanoid form and found some clothing to put on. After putting on his old garb, he made his way into the main room.*
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Posted: Thu Dec 07, 2006 5:24 pm
Fenris walked back into the main dojo in time to see the human version of Drake walked down the hall, "Why, hello there Drake! How are you feeling today?"
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Posted: Thu Dec 07, 2006 5:29 pm
*Drake smiled as he was greeted by that soothing voice... his mind worked hard bringing back the memories... it all seeming so surreal*
F...Fen? Hey... I'm... I'm doing alright.
*Drake tried to grin the way he used to, but life had been hard since he lost a coherent grip on his memories. His memories would surface and leave like the ebbing of a tide. This was his first time back in the dojo since the incident that caused his memory collapse.*
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Posted: Thu Dec 07, 2006 5:31 pm
"Hmm..." Fenris thought for a moment. Drake seemed ill... or something. She walked up to him and smiled, giving him a hug. "Ya-hungry? I'm making steak and stuff."
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Posted: Thu Dec 07, 2006 5:36 pm
*He hugged her back gently and for an instant he felt as if he had been in love with her for years, and then quickly broke off the hug. The feeling soon faded and he shook his head. He had so many floating feelings inside of him that he didn't know if they were accurate or not.*
Ah... yes... that sounds nice...
*he thought for a second*
Hey, Fen... we're... friends right?
*He felt stupid as soon as the words escaped his mouth, but then again he couldn't really word it much better anyhow. He tried to recall more of his past with Fen, but not a lot came to surface, just random quickly passing imagry from his confused past*
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Posted: Thu Dec 07, 2006 5:42 pm
"Of course we're friends, Drake! Why wouldn't we be?" She giggld softly, then led him off into the kitchen. She found the steak slowly cooking through as she sprinkled some pepper and salt on it, then turned them over to coook the other side. "What else would you like on your plate?"
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Posted: Thu Dec 07, 2006 5:46 pm
((back whenever your ready fenny ^^))
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Posted: Thu Dec 07, 2006 5:47 pm
I... I dunno. Eheheh... just... always fun to see what peoples responses are t' questions like that, y'know? Good fer laughs... eheheh.
*He grinned back, still lost in tumultous thought*
What... else...?
...
What else should I want on my plate? eek
...
I think... I like...
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... cheese?
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Posted: Thu Dec 07, 2006 5:48 pm
(( I gotta go in a little while, Kleppy. O.o So I'll finish training you tommarrow. Just... say you're in the kitchen already 'er somethin'? XD Sorry, I'm getting drowzy. XP ))
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Posted: Thu Dec 07, 2006 5:52 pm
Fenris looked to Drake, getting worried now. "Hey, you feeling alright, buddy?" She asked, abandoning the steak to walk up to Drake. She was even more sincere now that she knew Drake might be in bad shape.
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Posted: Thu Dec 07, 2006 5:56 pm
((Curse you! I won't really be on a lot tommorow crying maybe till 6 then I have to go to a birthday party... Hay can you be on aim tommorow ^.~ I'd like to roleplay something new and this is my only place currently to roleplay.))
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Posted: Thu Dec 07, 2006 6:04 pm
(( Fine, fine... I'l try. <.< ))
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Posted: Thu Dec 07, 2006 6:05 pm
((*huggles!* anyone wanna roleplay on aim or MSN or YIM please tell me i'm soooooooooooooooo bored))
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