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 Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 7:20 pm
Huh. Shouting? No, I didn't shout.
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 7:23 pm
You didn't tell someone to Shut up?
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 7:24 pm
::rubs his eyes a bit::
I dunno, maybe. Had a rough night last night. I spent most of yesterday hung over so that probably had something to do with it. Having some bad dreams is nothing compared to waking up as Rum Tum Tugger, so I can't really complain, I guess.
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 7:29 pm
Oh bummer dude. That always sucks when that happens. *She shrugs and then smiles.* Well, do you want to talk about it? Or distractions?
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 7:30 pm
I've been polishing my instrument for hours on end.
And no 'you'll go blind' jokes, thankyaverymuch...but I would say that you can practically see yourself in them now, eh?
::holds up a trumpet for inspection::
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 7:35 pm
No pervie jokes a coming, Piper. *Holds her hands up in pure innocence.
*Leans forward and looks up at the trumpet. Whistles lightly.* If it's out of tune, you'll definitely blind them if the light hits it right. *Gives him a wink. and then looks back at the trumpet. Stares.* Bloody hell, is that how I look like?
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 7:37 pm
Yup. You are every Otaku's wet dream. A vampire cat-girl with enormous....paws.
::tosses the trumpet behind him::
Enough of this, me bonnie lass. What say we get pissed?
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 7:41 pm
*Snickers.* Nice cover up, man.
*Arches a brow as the Trumpet hits the floor. Looks over at Piper curiously.* Sure I'll bite. Though, when did you pick up an Irish accent? *Pushes herself off of the couch.* Changing things up?
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 7:42 pm
Irish? Naaaaaah. Just trying to lighten the mood.
::holds open the door for her.::
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 7:45 pm
*Laughs lightly and rubs her forehead.* Do forgive me for not appreciating your humor. I'm a bit restless these days.
*Nods her head to him.* Why thank you, Good gent.
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 7:46 pm
Aren't we all.
::follows her out::
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Posted: Thu Apr 22, 2010 7:12 am
::jerks upright in bed. Stares straight ahead, unmoving::
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Posted: Thu Apr 22, 2010 8:39 am
::blinks, takes a deep breath and wakes up::
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Posted: Thu Apr 22, 2010 8:41 am
*Walks in through the secret passage and heads sleepily to the fridge.*
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Posted: Thu Apr 22, 2010 8:42 am
::drags himself out of bed and heads to the kitchen area::
Coffee...
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