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 Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 6:51 pm
Seeing as to how Al's pranks tended to lean toward nudity?
"Truth."
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 6:53 pm
"Boring." He grumbled, thinking.
"Hmmm. Who are you afraid of in the clan?" He asked, tilting his head. Considering how his dares went, the questions were rather mild.
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 6:57 pm
"You called me boring? Are you serious?" Duncan tilted his head back and thought.
"Nobody. I'm not afraid of anybody."
One apple done, one to go.
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 6:58 pm
"Seriously." He nodded, leaning back.
"That's a lie." He snickered. "Everyone's afraid of someone. Come on." He poked a toe at him.
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 7:01 pm
Duncan leaned back against the cave wall with a dramatic sigh. Alright. Think. His eyes rolled toward the ceiling and hte tapped a finger against the floor. Hrm.
"I...I can't think of anyone, Al. I really can't."
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 7:03 pm
Alister eyed him, looking for some hint of him lying, but he didn't see one.
Ah well. "Alright." He nodded a little. "Truth." Because it wasn't fair if he learned more of Duncan's secrets but didn't share his own, now was it?
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 7:04 pm
Duncan wagged his feet, finished his apple, and grabbed a chunk of meat before speaking again.
"Who's your favorite? ...aside from yourself."
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 7:06 pm
Alister blinked at the question, and snorted. "You are." He didn't even have to think about it, not really. Alister didn't consider himself as one who had a lot of friends, but Duncan... He was undoubtedly one of his friends. Best friend, maybe.
It just made sense.
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 7:07 pm
Duncan blinked, although a little something in his twitched. D'aww. He honestly hadn't been expecting that. Maybe some Goyle with huge breasts, but not him.
"Alright. Dare. And I'll do it this time." It sounded like a fair trade.
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 7:09 pm
Pff. Breasts were a close second, Duncan. Don't be silleh.
Alister grinned, nodding. "I'll try keeping you dressed in this one." He said, grabbing the bag and taking out a large apple. He tossed it to him. "Go drop that on someone's head. Extra points if it's one of the warriors." He grinned.
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 7:11 pm
"Kay."
Well, that was easy! Duncan took a bite out of the apple first before crawling out of the cave and searching for someone to drop it on. As there was no point system, he simply walked up to the nearest outcropping and waited for someone to pass. It was a young woman, one whose name he couldn't quite remember, and he simply...dropped the apple on her. She looked up and whined.
"DUNCAN!"
Duncan just smiled and went a sort of backward way toward his cave. Enjoy the apple, lady!
"There."
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 7:14 pm
Alister snickered, grinning wide. "Nice one." He clapped, amused. Duncan had done it and without much prompting! He was very proud of him, yes he was.
"Alright, I pick truth." He grinned, grabbing another apple out of the bag to munch on.
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 7:24 pm
Again, Duncan had to think before asking. Hrm.
"Which girl d'you have a crush on?" Because, seriously, with the frequency Alister talked about girls, he must.
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 7:27 pm
"Huh?"
He looked up, blinking owlishly at the question. "I don't." He frowned. "... Have a crush, I mean." Alister tilted his head, thinking. "Dwenna's pretty." But Alister hardly thought past gargoyles being pretty or handsome. If he couldn't work on friendships, how the heck could he want to have a real serious relationship with someone? Pffff.
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 7:30 pm
Duncan would have pursed his lips, had he had any. Instead, he got a sort of weird curling of the beak-edges. He relaxed, though, and sighed, rolling over to lay on his back, one leg crossed over the others raised knee.
"Truth."
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