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 Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2016 5:48 pm
Wouldn't ever. A tall order, all things considered.
She wondered if Stormy was eating dinner with her midget boyfriend too. They probably had a similar arrangement, didn't they?
"Now yer just bein' gross. I go and bust my lips an' suddenly yer a sap." She reached over to pinch his cheek in retaliation.
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2016 6:06 pm
"I'm just doing what princeys do, babe," he said airily. "Fawn over their girl and s**t." He gestured at their food. "In a good mood today if that didn't tell you."
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2016 6:08 pm
Good mood.
Well s**t, now she had to be the one to ruin it.
"Good mood? 'Cause that tasted like a bad one," she retorted, despite having cleaned her plate. Not everything Jack made was inedible.
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2016 6:10 pm
"Your stomach says otherwise," he pointed out before forking more noodles into his mouth. He realized belatedly he had basically made mac and cheese without the Craft box.
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2016 6:12 pm
"My stomach just can't tell right now 'cause it got a big bruise." Despite the bruising being above her stomach, mostly.
"What were you sayin' about the labs today?" she asked impishly, hoping to change the subject once more.
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2016 7:17 pm
He made a face like he was going to say as much about her ribs, but instead he put his fork down. "The labs were the labs. Avoiding my question just makes me more concerned. What happened?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2016 7:25 pm
Chel leaned her elbows over the counter (they ate at barstools in the kitchen- hardly familial, very familiar). "Just my big stupid mouth again. Tried t'kick Stormy's a** and ended up gettin' the a** kickin'."
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2016 7:50 pm
His brows raised as his suspicion was confirmed and then dipped down. "Still a ******** b***h, huh? Why try to hide it, though?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2016 8:16 pm
She had already guessed Jack knew as much. He was too smart and a quick check of his phone would confirm his suspicions.
Her eyes looked down again, head hung a little. "Thought you might get mad. That an' I lost." Pride was big in her family.
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2016 8:34 pm
A check of his phone was going to happen alright, later. For now, he sighed a breath through his nose. "I know better than to police everything you do," Jack said. "So no, not mad. Just..."
Lina did that to her. He felt the old flare of anger rise up, made all the worse by what fragments of the black crystal remained. Beaten and bruised and left in the snow, was it...
"Did she goad you? Or was she posting stupid s**t on Twitter again?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2016 8:38 pm
"When you put it that way it sounds even shittier," she mumbled.
She could see at least a hint of anger in Jack's eyes and it was another hit to her pride. He was mad. Chel was worried about Jack getting angrier at her certainly, but she was even more worried about him getting angry elsewhere. Merlin had affected two of them.
"Jack," she said quietly, almost urgently. "I was the one who called her out. She just came and kicked my a**. Wasn't nothin'."
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2016 8:46 pm
"You sure about that?" Because while this was the first fight (that he had heard of) (do not think like that), Chel's crusade against his ex wasn't exactly news. And he highly doubted one fight was enough to purge it from her system. No, this was something that was going to be ongoing, maybe for a long while, maybe until they died. Or she did.
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2016 8:47 pm
Chel looked guarded for a moment. "F'you aren't gonna believe me-"
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2016 8:53 pm
He closed his eyes and rubbed his temple with a frown. "That's not what I meant. But this sort of s**t isn't going to go away, Chel." One eye slid open. "What if you two end up on a mission and it gets ******** over by a horseman or something, and I'm stuck here with my thumb up my a** because I can't do anything while you're off antagonizing the b***h that's literally had people killed to save herself without a second thought?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2016 8:55 pm
The guarded look became a cower. Now he really was amad.
"I don't know," she mumbled. She hadn't thought that far ahead because she never thought that far ahead.
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