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 Posted: Tue Jul 20, 2010 8:53 am
*Watches Mari, feeling a hard tug at his heart with the distress across his daughter's ********, ******** them. 'm not leaving my city. Or my family. *Glances to Alicia then back to Mari*
Don't let Georgie get himself in trouble. I'll go down there in a few minutes.
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Posted: Tue Jul 20, 2010 8:56 am
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You are <********> in the head. *Grabs Reg's bicep* Get your skinny a** out of here before Granger sinks her ******** claws into you. You know that's what this s**t is about.
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Posted: Tue Jul 20, 2010 9:17 am
Don't, America. S'fine.
*Yanks his arm away, but gets up and heads for the closet to find some of his clothes.*
She can't do s**t.
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Posted: Tue Jul 20, 2010 9:19 am
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Posted: Tue Jul 20, 2010 9:24 am
*Starts digging through the pile of clothes, finding his stitched up Gir hoodie and a pair of battered green Converses.*
What? I'm not ********' runnin', okay? Won't do it.
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Posted: Tue Jul 20, 2010 9:31 am
*Lifts her chin somewhat defiantly, her dark eyes fixed on Georgie* The warrants were previously inactive. They're active now. We're within our legal right to arrest him. Excuse me. *Sweeps towards the stairs*
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Posted: Tue Jul 20, 2010 9:47 am
You need papahs to even be goin' up dere! Yo' come back 'ere! *Starts to follow after her, but pauses as Mari comes back down.*
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Posted: Tue Jul 20, 2010 9:48 am
*Moves past her mom, not looking up until she brushes a hand on Georgie's forearm.*
Dad said not to make a mess of this, Georgie. I have the papers, if you really want to read them.
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Posted: Tue Jul 20, 2010 9:50 am
Dis is bull. *Moves away from her, disgusted with the situation and the lack of ability he has to do ********' merde de dieu, dis is ********' bull!
*Crosses his arms over his chest, glowering at the rest of Hermione's group.*
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Posted: Tue Jul 20, 2010 9:52 am
*Glowering at Reg as he searches for clothes*
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Posted: Tue Jul 20, 2010 9:55 am
*Pulls on the hoodie and grabs up a couple of socks before sitting back down to put them on.*
I can't leave, okay?
'm sorry, love, but I can't ********' do it.
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Posted: Tue Jul 20, 2010 9:56 am
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Posted: Tue Jul 20, 2010 10:00 am
Don't. Don't ********' EVEN start that s**t with me. *Shoves his feet into his mismatched socks before pulling the Converses up over them.*
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Posted: Tue Jul 20, 2010 10:03 am
*Moves over to the kitchen window, yanking it open, looking at Reg with an angry frown* Leave. Don't ******** yourself over.
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Posted: Tue Jul 20, 2010 10:04 am
I'm not leavin'. I told you I ********' can't. Shut the ********' window.
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