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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 5:25 am
Prospekt quickly put down his glass. "Are you alright?!" he asked, standing up and kneeling on the couch, not worrying about the broken glass or mess.
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 12:13 pm
Takara glared at him, like he had done this on purpose. She soon calmed down and reached for her stew.
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 12:48 pm
"Was it too bitter?" Prospekt asked innocently. He used the rag he had earlier to wipe the wine off the floor, and carefully disposed of the glass. He sat back down. "I'm sorry, I must have not fermented it correctly."
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 12:50 pm
"...Burned..." Takara said, quietly.
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 12:54 pm
Prospekt looked at the girl surprised to hear another word from her mouth. "I- I'm sorry." He said calming himself down. "Wine is like that. I thought you knew what it was. I didn't mean to hurt you." He stared down to the hands in his lap.
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 12:55 pm
takara went back to the stew. That, at least, was still good.
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 12:57 pm
Prospekt picked his eyes up to look at the girl. He fumbled around in his mind for what to say. "Do you not have a home? Or a family?" he asked attempting to figure why she had tried stealing from him.
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 1:01 pm
Takara looked up at him, over her bowl. "...why...?" she asked.
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 1:04 pm
"I'm just wondering why you didn't have any food and had to steal mine." Prospekt said leaning back in his chair to look as if the question wasn't important. He looked over to the girl. "What is your name?" he asked.
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 1:06 pm
"Takara..." Takara replied as she finished the stew in the bowl.
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 1:34 pm
"Well Takara." Prospekt said smiling. "Its a pleasure to meet you." he held out his hand to shake hers.
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 1:39 pm
Takara looked to his hand like she didn't know what to do with it, which she didn't.
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 1:41 pm
Prospekt blushed, then lowered his hand. "You do not know much about society do you?" he asked with a smile, trying not to be insulting.
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 1:47 pm
Takara put the bowl down, but didn't answer his question.
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 1:52 pm
"Regardless." Prospekt said looking tired. He looked out the window and saw that the sun had completely set. He turned his head back to Takara. "Why did you steal from me?" He asked gently.
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