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 Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 10:30 pm
"He didn't make me get an abortion," she snapped suddenly, but soon took a few deep breaths before continuing a little more calmly, "I'm not blaming relationships... Love, that's the problem... Relationships just tend to spawn that rather often. That's how I do things, and it's worked for me for a damn long time."
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 10:31 pm
"Ye've got a fecked up sence o' love, then, an' comin' from me, tha's sayin' somethin'." He shook his head, "If tha's wha' gets y'goin', best o' luck to ye!"
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 10:33 pm
"******** you. Have you ever been pregnant? Had an abortion? Miscarried? I thought not." Steamed? Of course not.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 10:34 pm
"An' how many people you e'er killed?" He snapped back, "I mean wit' yer own hands. Right up? Tha' aint roses an' chocolate neither!!" His face had gone red. Of course he'd never had children- but then again now he never *would* have children, no matter who volunteered to help him out. Moreau had seen to that. So much for gaining a normal life of any sort.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 10:36 pm
"Were they inside of you? Part of YOU?!" Antony replied fiercely. She had done what she had to do and she'd do it again in a heart beat if need be, but it had still been murder. "Murder your unborn child and then see what it's like to look at yourself in the mirror each day."
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 5:03 am
He groaned, rubbing his face with a tentacle again befor waving it at her, "Can't we jes' agree tha' we're both horrible people driven miserable by our pasts? Why we gotta top eachother? This a competition now, then?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 6:56 am
"I'm not a horrible person driven miserable though! Nor am I trying to 'top' you," she grumped, narrowing her eyes at him. "I just ...Had to tell you..." The squirrel huffed and shook her head.
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 6:59 am
"An now ye've told. Y'feel better?" He grunted. He didn't appreciate having his own problems belittled just so she could feel better, but ********. What were friends for? "Aint good t'keep t'ings bottled up, a'least I been told. Drives y'mad, s'wha' it does, no matter th'content."
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 7:07 am
"I don't like reliving that," she explained crankily, as if she had just had a perfectly good tooth pulled without novicane. Ever so carefully, she sat down against the wall and brought her knees to her chest, wrapping her arms around them in a self hug.
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 7:11 am
"Seems li' th'sort o' t'ing not many people woul' li' relivin' it. I had a shrink once, y'know. Long time ago. Part o' parole sort o' t'ing. An' she said talkin' aboo' this shite makes it easier. I know I been tryin' on me end, bui' no one seems t'want t'listen. They hear "So then I shot th'guy" an' glaze over a little. Bu' tha's jes' me." He gave a shrug, watching her carefully from the bathtub.
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 3:05 pm
"Jamal killed someone too..." She said absently, shrugging her shoulders, "You're a good guy sober, and Jamal's a good guy too... Don't know why they gave him such an agressive animal..."
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 6:15 pm
"Who says I'm a good guy?" He murmured, glancing away from her as he resituated in the tub, getting antsy. It got boring, hanging out in bathtubs. What did she know about him, anyway? Just what she'd learned on the island. Just what she'd seen. That's all any of them were, when it came down to it, just what they made themselves seem like. No one knew what they had been like befor. No one knew how they might have changed. Billy didn't like being sober. After a moment, he cleared his throat, trying to sound friendly and nonchalant, "So coul' y'bring me them water bottles?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 8:04 pm
"I did," she said clearly to his question, sighing softly and rubbing her face with a palm at his next inquiry. "We'll see..." It was the only response she could think of providing Billy.
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 8:08 pm
He fidgeted, "I'd really appreciate it. Y'got no idea," to that he gave a nervious laugh that ended with his nervious tick and his gaze dropping back down to the water and his many limbs wriggling about there under.
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 8:16 pm
A nod was her response, since she was unable to really think of anything else to say on the subject. "Um... Like I said, you could stay... Or I can get your chair?"
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