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 Posted: Sun Apr 23, 2006 8:25 pm
Antony glared at him, tails swishing behind her as a low growl escaped her throat, "My knee still works wonders." It was an indirect threat, as she really didn't want to deal with this s**t. Yes, she was ugly now and she didn't want to be reminded of it everytime she saw someone.
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Posted: Sun Apr 23, 2006 8:40 pm
"When di' this happen??" He couldn't help his voice's high nervious pitch, but promptly cleared it. She was... she had... her... everything! Her face! Her... "Bloody hell, lass."
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Posted: Sun Apr 23, 2006 8:41 pm
"A week or so ago," she muttered, narrowing her eyes as his voice changed pitch, but relaxing somewhat when he decided not to be an a*****e to her. "Yeah. I've seen it."
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Posted: Sun Apr 23, 2006 9:39 pm
"Well! Ach... er... a' least y'don'... go' tentacles..." He managed weakly. Lame, yes, but what else could be said? She was a giant, white... multitailed... squirrel.
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Posted: Sun Apr 23, 2006 10:21 pm
She narrowed her eyes at him but appreciated his attempt not to freak out and make her feel bad. "What's your proposal?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 23, 2006 10:40 pm
My god her face! Billy indeed managed to keep himself under control, "I was thinkin' o' startin' a garden... " He cleared his throat once more, glancing around the room to see if she'd changed any decorations since he'd been there last, "An seein' as how y'go' a half a year's supply on ye, I figured y'coul spare some seeds if'n y'know wha' I mean."
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Posted: Sun Apr 23, 2006 10:44 pm
Antony raised an eyebrow, "Why grow pot when you can just call the intercom and get it already grown and dried?" Really, a vegetable or flower garden she could understand, but pot?
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Posted: Sun Apr 23, 2006 10:47 pm
"It gives me somethin' t'do! An' then we don' gotta' wait fer it!" He snapped, "Do y'really want t'rely on them? I was talkin' t'this one gel what's been livin' ou' in th'woods t'day." He rubbed his nose, shaking his head.
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Posted: Sun Apr 23, 2006 10:58 pm
"Well wouldn't you have to wait for it to grow?" She pointed out, absently heading into her room to put on a tank top and jeans. "I got it next day so..."
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Posted: Sun Apr 23, 2006 11:02 pm
"An' what exactly do YOU do around here? I don' surf, an' I'm bloody tired o' takin' walks. I decided I want t'grow pot. Why ******** are y'arguin'?" He turned to glare at her, wondering just what her problem was.
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Posted: Sun Apr 23, 2006 11:05 pm
"I go visit people, draw, have sex... Wait, used to, now I'm to ugly apparently," she sighed from within her bedroom, messing up her hair so it spiked up more randomly. "Whatever, grow pot."
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Posted: Sun Apr 23, 2006 11:14 pm
"It's jes' somethin' I wanted t'do! An'... I don' need all me bloody FINGERS t'do. Are y'gonna donate some seeds, then?" he grumbled, frowning and stopping himself from agreeing on the "Ugly" comment. Hell, he was sure he'd probably end up a lot uglier than that- but she did have a good head start on him.
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Posted: Sun Apr 23, 2006 11:27 pm
"Fine fine, then I can get back to being a recluse when you leave," she sighed, giving in and digging through her stash, pulling out a handful of seeds before heading back to where he was and offering them to him.
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Posted: Mon Apr 24, 2006 6:39 am
He sighed, "I know y'hate me- e'ery else seems to, even them what haven't met me." He was convinced it wasn't his fault at all, mearly the fact that everyone else just didn't understand him. Afterall- He was a man- what man didn't like picking fights to blow off steam? It was part of... human instinct. "There's a to-do goin' on a' th'beach. I'm hopin' t'get drunk. Why don' ye come along? A drink coul' do ye good." He knew HE'D want a drink if he woke up a giant squirrel.
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Posted: Mon Apr 24, 2006 10:18 am
"I never said I hated you," she replied with a frown, tails pulling 'upright' against her back automatically. Her mind clicked with previously heard information and she sighed, remembering Alec mentioning the party to her. That and she had seen posters everywhere. "I don't really want to go outside where a bunch of people will see me." It was an honest statement, and her jaw was set, "Sorry."
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