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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2010 11:14 pm
He then cuts his own hand and draws a circle on Richard's forehead.
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Drink.
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2010 11:34 pm
She tilts her head.
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"So.. Anything you want to talk about?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2010 11:36 pm
Edan sits on the couch and places his hand to Richard's cheek. He then drinks the cup of blood.
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"I want to shoot someone."
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2010 11:39 pm
She wrinkles her nose.
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"Thats not healthy."
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2010 11:45 pm
Edan stares across the room. "Yes, nothing natural about this."
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"Sooo?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2010 11:49 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2010 11:53 pm
He lifts the hand not on Richard's head and begins tracing lines in the air with a finger.
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"Whaaat?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2010 11:55 pm
"What arw you doing now?"
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He snorts. "You heard me."
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2010 11:59 pm
"Something is pulling at him. This Byron, I suppose?"
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"Did not."
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 10:07 pm
"Yes, thats probably Byron."
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"Richards going to be fiiine."
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 10:09 pm
"He isn't going to like this."
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"How do you know?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 10:32 pm
"I dont care."
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" i just know these things."
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 10:34 pm
He smirks. "I gathered."
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"How?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 10:42 pm
"Ill deal with him if he has a problem."
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"Woman's intuition. .... I think I picked it up back home."
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 10:44 pm
"He's pulling life from my son." Edan suddenly yanks the hand tracing symbols in the air back. Richard makes a sad little whiney sound in his sleep.
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"You're not a woman."
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