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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2005 6:22 pm
I HATE YOU MAMORU!!! Remmy screamed. He ignored her. "Glad to see you again Usagi." 'he' said, poking her head.
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2005 6:24 pm
you sure i'm not inturrupting? ::comes a VERY dry voice from the doorway. if they looked over, they'd see Nia leaning against the wall, watching them with an arched brow::
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2005 6:26 pm
Usagi gave Mamoru a heart-felt smile on her face. Glad to have her Mamo-chan back, yet she wondered if he...if he herd her about the kiss with Chase...at that thought Usagi's eyes looked down. Feeling ashamed of what she did...but she enjoyed the kiss but wasn't her heart suppose to belong to Mamoru? To him and only him? She was then startled by seeing Nia at the door way and sweat dropped. Wondering how much she saw. "Uhh....." sweatdrop
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2005 6:29 pm
gonk My life is so over....I'M GOING TO KILL YOU, YOU STUPID MALE!!! It took her a minute but she regained control of her body. "This is NOT what it looks like!!" Remmy shouted, waving her hands. She HATED sharing a body with Mamoru, officially.
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2005 6:31 pm
uh huh.... so, you make out with all your friends? ::sarcastically before shaking her head:: your life, not my business... ::as she heads toward the garden::
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2005 6:34 pm
"No Nia wait! It wasn't what it looked like! We weren't making out!" Usagi yelled frantically. This is my fault....Why do I haev to be such a baka at times.... she thought as she bent her head down.
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2005 6:37 pm
"Oh man." She turned back to Usagi. "Umm, I didn't mean to do that, it was Mamoru, I have to go." She then turned on her heel and headed after Nia. "Wait Nia, please let me explain!"
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2005 6:39 pm
::ignores her, coming to her plant and working stiffly on transfering it to the spot she had chosen. it was a very good thing the Phonix thrived on heat and fire because her hands were sparking everywhere she touched it::
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2005 6:41 pm
Usagi watched Remmy go after Nia. SHe solwly walked back to the living room. Sitting down the sofa, her head was still bent down. I'm such an idiot...I first kissed Chase who could be Seiya and then kiss Mamoru who used Remmy's body...Nia walks in and I've messed things up....BAKA USAGI! Usagi thought to herself. She was going to feel very guilty if she broke up the friendship between Remmy and Nia.
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2005 6:46 pm
Remmy still went after her, cursing at Mamoru profusely. She stopped a few feet away from her. "Nia...it really wasn't what it looked like. Can you at least let me explain?" she pleaded, her eyes wavering slightly.
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2005 6:50 pm
::pressing her still flaming fingers deep in the dirt, entangling them gently with the roots of the plant, she subtly shifts so that her body hides her hands:: explain away ::tonelessly, mentally pleading that her hair doesn't start sparking::
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2005 6:58 pm
Remmy sighed. "Look, I said something that sounded like Usagi's old boyfriend, alot. And, I guess it just reminded her of him and she sort of, impulsively, ended up kissing me. We're not like that, she likes that Chase guy or whatever." She was breathing heavily, holding back tears. She wanted to kill Mamoru.
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2005 7:00 pm
::still not looking at her, the sparks around her fingers start to die down a bit:: and you're telling me this because?
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2005 7:11 pm
Remmy stuffed her hands in her pockets. "I dunno, maybe because of the way you reacted when you saw us." she said, looking down at her feet.
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2005 7:14 pm
i didn't hit you did i? ::sarcastically:: if i don't phsyically hurt you, then it's not your problem how i act... and it's not my problem who you decided to make out with
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