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Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2009 11:37 pm
Sammy was relieved as the sand stopped. "Lemme out..." she moaned, banging her head against the sofa on purpose to show her impatience.
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Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2009 11:37 pm
Memo had listened to Sammy's idea. He giggled slightly. "Hehe, you can rest on me if ya want.." Memo said as he teared up again. He needed to get things straight. Then the sand stopped. "Uhh, hello?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2009 11:40 pm
Sammy yawned, taking Memo's offer and using him as a pillow. "Thankies~" she chimed, glad to not have to use the floor anymore.
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Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2009 11:40 pm
Dark wanders over to the couch, lifts it up with one hand and slams it back to where it used to be, only now it's in two pieces. "Is that all I am?" Dark mutters to himself. He has various scrapes and cuts all over his body from the sand. It seems to storm was beating against him the most.
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Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2009 11:42 pm
She looked up to see that the couch was gone. She stood up, a bit wobbly from being tired. She looked precariously close to leaning too far to one side and tipping over. "Thank you... Mr. Dark..." she murmured/yawned.
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Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2009 11:43 pm
Memo looked up to see dark. "Thanks Dark...and im sorry about what I said." As the boy tried to stand he struggled a bit.
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Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2009 11:44 pm
Dark holds his hand out to help Sammy up. "It's fine. I'm just overthinking things." He states to Memo, trying to seem like he didn't mean what he said.
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Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2009 11:46 pm
Sammy gladly took the help, now using Mr. Dark as sort of a post to lean against. "Mmmm, you make a good pillow~ You're all soft and stuff~" she chimed, as if dazed.
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Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2009 11:48 pm
Memo got up and slowly walked to his room...looking serious yet sad. He fell on his bed and cried himself to sleep.
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Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2009 11:49 pm
x-cupids arrow-x Sammy gladly took the help, now using Mr. Dark as sort of a post to lean against. "Mmmm, you make a good pillow~ You're all soft and stuff~" she chimed, as if dazed. Dark looks slightly shocked. It's been a long time since he was called soft. Although muscular his skin is no where near as still as it normally is. He rubs Sammy's head. "Make sure you get to bed." He then tries to balance her and makes his way down to his lab for the night.
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Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2009 11:50 pm
"Mmmm, okay... yeah, wha-whatever..." she yawns, falling onto one of the halves of the couch. It seemed she had chosen her "bed" for the night.
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Posted: Fri Aug 07, 2009 8:27 am
With a large yawn Dark comes out of his lab. He makes his way to the kitchen and begins to make coffee.
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Posted: Fri Aug 07, 2009 8:37 am
Sammy had, somehow, managed to sleep there with both legs hanging off of the couch, and her face crammed into the cushions. She was snoring loudly, with Squirt sitting beside her face.
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Posted: Fri Aug 07, 2009 8:48 am
x-cupids arrow-x Sammy had, somehow, managed to sleep there with both legs hanging off of the couch, and her face crammed into the cushions. She was snoring loudly, with Squirt sitting beside her face. Dark, hearing Sammy snore, wanders over to the couch. "Jeez that's loud." He then pinches her nose.
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Posted: Fri Aug 07, 2009 8:49 am
For a moment there was nothing but a low gurgling sound, but then Sammy jumped up and held her fists up, scared that there was a burglar. "WHO'S THERE?!" she yowled, then seeing Mr. Dark. "That's a good way to get yourself killed," she commented, picking up Squirt in her arms. It seemed the little fella hadn't forgiven Mr. Dark at all, from the glare he was currently giving him.
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