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 Posted: Wed Dec 11, 2013 11:58 pm
"Nah, the flavor's a little artificial, but they're really pretty tasty," Jordan said blandly, holding up a popsicle and contemplating it. He handed it to Mimsy as she reached towards him. "Your patronage is appreciated. Desu."
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Posted: Thu Dec 12, 2013 12:04 am
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Posted: Thu Dec 12, 2013 12:15 am
She waved a hand nonchalantly. "I only speak the truth, obviously." Fini argued, flashing Nevada a smirk as her hip was bumped. She laughed lightly, actually kind of enjoying herself - as ridiculous as this whole thing was turning out to be - until she mentioned her girlfriend's name. She tapped her chin, trying to place the name. "Is she the one with the unique pink hair?" Fini asked, vaguely recalling a woman such as that hanging with Nevada.
And then Nev pointed out a certain someone who she swore she could feel the heat of his gaze. Fini glanced towards Finn and Ripley, bright smile fading a bit. And then she just sighed.
"Proooobably because I've been avoiding him." She muttered to Nevada, guilt laced all over her words. But hey! It was either visit him and injur him further, or let her own anger die down to safe levels. And then Nevada only furthered the guilt she felt, making Fini duck her head a bit and watch her feet.
"This master is quite enjoyable." She informed her. "That master... probably does need some cheering up, good god. So long as he quits being an idiot." The last bit was muttered under her breath. Of course this was like asking a zebra to change its stripes! Stepping up to Nevada, she gave her friend a quick hug. "If y'need anything else, come and snatch me!" She winked before moving towards two certain individuals.
The smiles she held before fell as she stalked towards the two men, Finn's chilling gaze met with a blank expression on her face. At least until she reached their table, placing her hands on her hips and giving Finn a fiery look. "Should you really be out of bed?" Oh she swore! If he injured himself any farther... ! Honestly, she wasn't sure what she would do. For the most fleeting of seconds, he might have been able to see beyond her anger to the hurt and fear she'd felt at just about losing him. Before they were quickly hidden away and she turned a grateful smile towards Ripley. "Thanks, by the way. I probably owe you." She had put quite a burden on him. Hoping he could keep an eye on Finn.
As for her man... Fini felt the anger slowly ebbing away as she stared at him, fingers reaching up to trace along the bandages on his face before her arms fell to her sides. "Do you need anything else?" She asked the both of them as a distraction. Seussi Finn u need more morphine xD
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Posted: Thu Dec 12, 2013 12:16 am
A myriad of horrified faces later, Robert had come to terms with what he was looking at. He tried not to cry as his carefully constructed facade of the man he admired most in the entire world tried to come tumbling down, and he took a pop, holding it frigidly in his hands while continuing to stare at Jordan. Looking away wasn't going to help the issue, anymore. He sorely wished he hadn't looked in the first place. It was the worst thing he'd ever seen his best friend do. (That he could remember.) "But.. but why." Robert whined out quietly. "Why.. why." He put the popsicle in his mouth and gave up on life.
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Posted: Thu Dec 12, 2013 12:19 am
Jordan grinned at Robert. "Sun Division," he said, and bowed shallowly. "We thank you for your patronage, sir." He wandered off again, whistling cheerfully.
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Posted: Thu Dec 12, 2013 12:37 am
It had taken a moment for Robert to appropriately warm to her, so Mimsy tried not to be too upset by Jordan denying her what she wanted. When he left, however, it became apparent that he had no intentions of coming to live with them. She set the popsicle down and pawed at Robert's shirt with sticky hands. "Heeey." It sounded like she was on the verge of crying, but her face was already pressed against him again. "Make him love us."
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Posted: Thu Dec 12, 2013 12:38 am
"Not in that dress I won't!"
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Posted: Thu Dec 12, 2013 12:55 am
Mimsy pulled away. The pout was back again. "But...I love him! What if I'm never happy again? I mean...I am happy right now--" The argument was lost as that happiness overwhelmed her, and she went back to hugging Robert so tightly that it was easy to pretend they were literally connected.
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Posted: Thu Dec 12, 2013 1:12 am
Robert wasn't sure where Mimsy was going with that argument, because she'd just given up on it in the middle. That was the biggest, and best indication that whatever had affected her was severely impairing her normal sensibilities. He clutched her tighter, because no amount of cuddling - no matter how happy it made him - was worth Mimsy feeling the regret of acting strange to anyone else that day. "Okay, baby." He whispered carefully. "I'll convince him to move in with us tomorrow. I'm sure he'll be fine with it." Robert wasn't very good at lying, but he was impeccable at acting. This was just acting, he told himself. For the greater good. "But he has to work now, so I'm gonna stay and keep you happy for now. Is that okay?" Jordan had no idea what he'd just escaped. For that, Robert was silently thankful.
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Posted: Thu Dec 12, 2013 3:14 am
Candace had only stopped by out of coincidence. She just happened to be in the area.
But there were men in..maid...costumes..
And cat ears.
And tails.
"Whaaaat the ********>
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Rejam rolled 1 6-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-6)
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Posted: Thu Dec 12, 2013 3:16 am
There were any number of reasons why Taym could very well have just turned around as soon as he arrived: Rep was not only present but surrounded by a cluster of friends and well-wishers, the manipulative a*****e. Men were swarming around in drag including Bix much to Taym's tight-lipped disapproval. Solomon and Peyton were present. Although honestly, to this last, Taym had basically given up.
But it wasn't even the siren call of girls (what girls? besides Peyton he mostly saw dudes) in maid outfits that had brought Taym here. No. Taym had priorities.
Priorities involving sugar.
Certainly no one on Earth ever looked more like they needed ice cream than Taym.
That said, he still hung around on the periphery, trying to find someone who could acquire him sweets who wasn't actually a guy in drag.
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Posted: Thu Dec 12, 2013 3:57 am
"Yes. Okay. Of course he will," Mimsy sniffled, wiping her face on her sleeve. "There is no way he would not decide that it is the best answer." Jordan was both clever and smart, and she liked to think that she was both of those things too, so if she thought this was the optimal conclusion, he surely would. "Like you are the best answer." Wet eyelashes smudged her glasses as she blinked up at Robert, before breaking into another smile. "But how do you intend to ensure my happiness 'for now'? Is it different from a more long-term plan? Will it be the best momentary happiness that I have ever experienced? Does it have to be ice cream? I fear that ice cream will win your short-term affections. I remember what you said about it." What she remembered was that he'd chanted 'ice cream' over and over, which was apparently enough.
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Posted: Thu Dec 12, 2013 4:06 am
Candace just..couldn't stop staring. There were men in drag, people acting strange, and.
Allan.
When was the last time she'd seen people having fun like this? Especially without consequence. She narrowed her eyes slightly and backed away from the truck a bit. She didn't trust it. She wasn't going to have any of this ice cream. Hell no.
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Posted: Thu Dec 12, 2013 5:34 am
Bix came back to Harrison and Rep with a bit of a struggle to carry all of the things they ordered, keep them upright, and keep himself upright in the heels he was wearing. "HEY!" He yelled. "HOW COME NO ONE ELSE HAS HEELS?!" He then caught a narrow eyed glance from Simon that indicated his comic book clad a** may get shot if he didn't start acting more kawaii. "Here you go.. uh.. Masters.." Bix handed the various bars and pops over to the two and then stood and stared expectantly. And stared. And stared. They hadn't paid.
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Toshihiko Two rolled 1 6-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-6)
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Posted: Thu Dec 12, 2013 5:47 am
Harrison commandeered the strawberry and screamer, unwrapping the package.
"Thanks, sweetheart."
He took a bite of the crunchy outside, and looked up at Bix, who was staring at them.
"You gonna dance for us too?"
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