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 Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 9:16 pm
He didn't seem to mind, now up to his neck in the water, his limbs all floating around naturally and happy. He was always far more comfortable under water these days. At her outburst, though, he quieted up, his skin blotching with white to match the porciline and his hair instinctively. "Where's me chair?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 9:18 pm
"I'm more than a packmule you know," she whispered hoarsely, jaw setting as her teeth ground together smoothly. Her frustration was beginning to build.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 9:20 pm
"Well, wha' d'ye want?" He glanced up with an unreadable expression.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 9:23 pm
The tattooed woman looked down at him, her tails flicking strangely for a moment before returning to their usual methods. "I'm a person," she said finally, "And I thought a friend..."
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 9:27 pm
"I ne'er said ye weren't," He frowned, "As a friend, I'm askin' fer yer help."
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 9:31 pm
"And I said I would help... I've just been trying to help get your mind off it..."
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 9:33 pm
"Maybe I don' want me mind off it! Maybe I *want* it?" He snapped, tiny nostrils flairing as he ticked again.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 9:35 pm
"Fine." She snapped, standing up sharply and attempting to wrench her wrist from his grip. "Then I'll stop trying to cheer you if it's unwanted." Her eyes were narrowed and her tails lashed to match her growing anger.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 9:42 pm
"I ne'er said I din' want t'be cheered! I don' know where yer comin' from! I've been treatin' ye as a friend, haven' I?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 9:45 pm
"I've been trying to make you feel better!" She chittered, nearly barking the last word out in a rather squirrel sounding noise.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 9:48 pm
"An' I'm feelin' better!" He cried back, skin splotching to turn black and then red in his anger.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 9:51 pm
She blinked at his response. He wasn't acting very cheered, as it were, but she merely growled in irritation, crossing her arms over her chest as she watched him. "It didn't seem like you were," Antony huffed.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 9:51 pm
He gave a frustrated noise, tentacles curling around his head in an aggrivated gesture, "Where's me chair??"
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 9:52 pm
"Where you left it." Antony said with a stubborn swish of her tails.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 8:06 am
Giving a frustrated noise, the octopus man struggled to pull himself from the bathtub, falling to the tiled ground with a rather terrible soft sort of plop and used his many limbs to drag himself back towards the living room area. "How aboo'..." He panted, "Y'make up... yer mind.... wha'... y'want from me... exactly!!" His skin had blotched bright red, but was slowly being consumed by black and greys in his frustration. "Thank ye... fer yer... puttin' up wit'... me puttin' things in ye. I know wha' a... bloody imposition I am..." Needless to say, storming out was far more difficult these days. He had just left the bathroom doorway when he had to stop to catch his breath.
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