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 Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2012 5:16 pm
That was the best he could do. He let out a weak, sniffly laugh when she kissed him on the cheek, and nodded. "I will. I promise."
Because those are forever.
He pulled out a candy cane, and put it around her ear. "Be a good girl, princess. Santa loves you."
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2012 5:23 pm
Sniffing with as much dignity as she could muster, Rene let go with a soft, "I love you, too." Taking her candy cane, she turned to go back to her mother, but she was already there, lifting her daughter in her arms. The older woman gave him a tremulous smile that firmed up, becoming stronger and more determined as the small body she held began to shake. As the two left the area, stores around the mall slowly began to close up, their lights flickering off.
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2012 5:29 pm
Robert's smile lifted, carefully looking at them both without trying to garner too much attention on his part. The lights started to flicker off as they left, and Robert shook himself out of his emotional stupor, grabbing a candy cane for himself and standing up.
"Guess.. my.. work here is.. uh.."
"Done." One of the elf assistants finished off for him, shoving him away so they could finish shutting down the assembled area. He felt a little confused at how.. not secret agent that was, but no less fulfilled by his work. So he waved goodbye, and wandered back off to the bathroom to change back into his normal clothes.
And cry. Mostly cry.
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2012 5:33 pm
Quote: Text from Clarice:Just message me when you're ready to come home (:
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2012 5:38 pm
His crotch vibrated. While Clarice had never quite moved him in that way before, he quickly pulled the phone out and flipped it open, responding with a quick, and hurried.. Quote: Text from Robert:yes, pls. now pls
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2012 5:40 pm
Five minutes later, the stall next to him began to hum as a portal opened up. Through it, Clarice was waiting with a big smile and yet another garment bag in hand.
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2012 5:42 pm
Robert headed through the portal immediately, and the first thing he did was lift Clarice up in a very strong, very serious hug. It lasted several seconds, all of which he'd spent in silence, just holding her.
When he let her go, his eyes noticed the garment bag, and the twinkling of emotion died as he slitted and narrowed his eyes suspiciously.
"I am not ******** dressing up as the Easter Bunny." He had limits, Clarice. Limits.
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2012 5:46 pm
Clarice countered the lifting by giving him a brief, painful squeeze, and then laughing at his sudden suspicion. With a put-upon sigh, she unzipped the bag, revealing a new Life coat, large and designed for a full-fledged Hunter. Eyebrow cocked, she answered wryly, "Well that's a shame, guy, because I thought this one would really suit you."
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2012 5:53 pm
That was definitely not an Easter Bunny outfit.
Robert stared at the coat for a minute, his face a mixture of disbelief and awe. He reached out and touched it, pulling out one sleeve and holding it in his hand to make sure it was real.
What was she thinking, promoting him? He didn't deserve it. He knew that.
He thought he'd already finished crying in that damn bathroom, but apparently, he was wrong.
When his big arm wrapped around her shoulder again, and his lips smacked against her forehead, it was easy to keep her from seeing him cry. "Biggest mistake of your life, boss." He managed to squeak out, his voice a ragged and scratchy whisper.
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2012 6:04 pm
She didn't have to see the tears to know they were there, but the opening of the Morris Floodgates were more than a little comforting. Even if he had grown, and gone through various forms of Hell since waking up here, the best parts of Robert were essentially the same, uncorrupted even with all it takes to get a hunter this far. She didn't explain this though, because honestly, both of them crying would just get messy and unbearable. Instead she patted his arm with a grin, "You are kind of stupidly huge, Morris, but I think I'll chance it." Reaching into her pocket, she pulled out a juicebox and shoved it at him, "Here, go celebrate, we can start talking about where you go from here tomorrow."
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2012 6:07 pm
JUICEBOX.
Robert pulled away and snatched the juicebox with both hands, sticking the straw in and taking a swig much like an alcoholic would their first drink of the day. With that settled in him, he carefully took the garment bag over one arm, and kept sucking on his straw. He pulled away just long enough to smack his now red lips, grin childishly, and give Clarice a messy wet kiss on her cheek.
"I'M GONNA GO TELL PETRA THANKS CLARICE!"
He yelled all of this out in one breath, before barrelling down the hall, his garment bag in one hand and an almost finished juice box in another.
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