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 Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 2:23 pm
Caleb shivered, despite his warm temperature. "...Please, get off of myself." Caleb said, his hands withdrawing into the robe.
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 2:24 pm
Moé nodded, and got off of him.
"Do you want water, Sir? You were shivering as if you were cold..."
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 3:02 pm
"...No, I am quite fine." Caleb replied.
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 3:04 pm
Moé nodded, and then left the room to go to her room and make bullets.
[[third try, here. XD]]
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 8:37 pm
Caleb continued to watch the snow in peace. His skin began to die down. Looking to the moon's pale shining light, he began to feel cold.
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 8:48 pm
[[I've got writer's block. Also, I'm on GIM.]]
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 11:17 pm
Moé almost passed out while she was welding, but then pinched her cheek to stay awake.
"Don't wanna burn the house down..."
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 3:20 pm
Caleb stood up and walked to his study. Sitting down, he picked up a novel his student gave him. He began to read silently, wondering why the house smelled of molten metal.
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 3:21 pm
Moé continued to make the bullets, and then put the molten ones in water to cool off, releasing a huge wave of hissing vapor.
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 3:28 pm
Caleb looked up, hearing an odd sound of hissing though the vents. Standing, he began walking, going up to his student's room, he peeked at what she was doing.
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 3:31 pm
[[HI RUFUS]]
Moé looked at him.
"Oh, sir, I'm making bullets again, to sell to my father."
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 4:49 am
((...shut up...))
Caleb fully walked into the room. "...You seem, tired...I strongly suggest you get some rest."
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 12:30 pm
Moé pouted.
"Siiiir, I dont deserve to be tired. If anything, you do..."
[[omglol. implicit much?]]
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Posted: Tue Dec 02, 2008 5:19 pm
Caleb turned red again. He did not respond but instead walked out of the room and closed the door. He quickly walked down the stairs and into the parlor.
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Posted: Wed Dec 03, 2008 1:54 pm
Moé followed him, and phasekissed his cheek.
"I'm sorry..."
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