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 Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 2:20 pm
"One baby turtle alone and new." Jack twitched at the words, trying to break himself out of the buckled seat his mother had left him in. His pig toy was just a few inches out of his reach, and he'd be damned if he would sit through this crap without at least that. "Finds a friend, and then there are two." He started to snarl, wiping his mouth on the arm of his shirt. Though this particular sweater was fairly new, and the hood was clean at least, but the rest of it was already stained with a wide range of sauces and mixes of human and animal blood, some of it even his own. His hat was almost as bad, though he kept it a little cleaner just so that his mother wouldn't take it away and find his stash of weapons. Those weapons weren't his favorite anymore though, he had a real knife now, which he kept tucked safely in the waist of his pants. "Two baby turtles crawl down to the sea." Oh yeah, someone was going to die if this kept up.
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 2:33 pm
Ancelin heard the sound of someone reading as she walked past the library, tugging a basket of loundry behind her. She found a giant pile of it inside the mansion, and dicided that it all needed to be cleaned. And she'd be the one to do it. It was mostly certains and the likes though.. So it could wait.
She pulled the basket inside with her and walked over to the little boy. He seemed to be reaching for the stuffed pig on the floor, so she picked it up and held him out to him.
"Here. Why you tied up in dat chair?" She asked... She hadn't noticed just how dirty he was yet. One could only hope she wouldn't notice at all. But that probably wasn't about to happen...
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 2:41 pm
"They find another, and then there are three." He snatched the toy away, baring his teeth, though he snapped to an odd expression when she asked a question, looking down at the straps. Wait a minute, she could help him get out! Or out enough to be able to get his knife at least! And so, he put on a half smile for a few seconds, "Mom mean. Help out of it?" "Three baby turtles crawl along the shore." Alright, so he didn't like long sentences.
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 2:47 pm
Ancelin looked to the boy agian and nodded.. It wasn't so nice that he was restrained like that.
"Hokay." She said, before going over to unstrap the boy, but she then yelped and jumped back in horror at the sight of his shirt.
"An help you get out of something alright! That dirty shirt!" She hissed, before she began to tug on the sleeves.
"Dirty!! Let An help you get clean, THEN help you get out evil straps!" She said with a fuss. She'd rather be tied down on her rear end then wear THAT disgusting, filthy, messy excuse of a shirt.
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 3:09 pm
"They find another, and then there are four." The boy immediately bared his teeth, trying to yank his arms away from the girl. Managing to yank one arm in and out through the collar, he reached the almost-free hand toward his hat. If he couldn't get to his real knife he could still use one of his shanks. "Four baby turtles go for a dive." That was really starting to get on his nerves. The toddler grasped a shard of glass, yanking it from it's "secure place" in his hat. He plunged it down toward the girl's hand, stopping a few inches short to glare into her eyes and snarl, "Hands off."
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 3:14 pm
Ancelin let out a loud, ear peircing scream as the boy went to strike her hand with the glass, and then glared as he stopped.
"Dirty Dumby!" She yelled, before slapping him and going back to her basket.
"Get yourself free, meanie." She said as she stuck her tounge out, and began dragging her basket to the doorway agian. Fine, he could stay dirty. Stay dirty AND stuck. She didn't care, she had loundry to do. As she drug the basket away she took in a deep breath, she knew it would probably anger him if he had to stay stuck in that chair.. While listening to that very annoying story. Which gave her all the more reason to get hastey and leave.
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 3:23 pm
"Up swims another, and then there are five." Wait a damn second! Jack's mind clicked, and he sliced through the straps with the shard, dropping it as he hopped down and darted toward the door, skidding to a stop barely two feet behind her with an annoyed expression, "Where you goin? You should 'pologize!" He shifted the now stretched collar of his hoodie to show why, "You pulled my sweater!"
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 3:36 pm
Ancelin turned her head as she heard his voice get louder, he must of gotten himself clean. To which she snorted, looking at that filthy sweater.
"Get back! Dirty! An pulled at sweater so she could take it off and clean it! An trying to do favor and you try and stab her!" She said with a pout. She then turned her head away, she couldn't stand looking at those horrid looking stains. It made her want to tackle him and steal the sweater agian, and her common sense said that being stabbed for it wasn't such a great idea.
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 3:54 pm
Oddly calmed, he had moments like that, Jack pulled his sweater out by the bottom to look at it, "What wrong with my sweater?" Honestly, he couldn't see anything wrong with it, mom had washed it that morning. Sure, it was a little dirty, but not enough that this girl should be freaking out about it. Well, he had a few of them, and if it would get her to stop screeching, whatever. He dropped his piggie at his feet and tugged the sweater off over his head, holding it out to her with a bit of a scowl, "You's awful loud." Perhaps the boy needed medication, no, he surely need medication, but who would prescribe bipolar meds to a toddler?
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 3:59 pm
Ancelin gladly took the sweater by the tips of her fingers, and dropped the sweater in the basket. She then took a santitation towlette and whipped off her hands. After she was done cleaning off her hands, she then turned to the boy with a wide smile, all sparkly eyed and everything.
"An clean it right up for you!" she said... Gee, she sure had a change in attitude.
"But before An go... You don't like that, do you?" She asked, pointing at the tape player... She wasn't sure what to think of this boy. Especially if he kept glass in his hat for stabbing people, had a dirty shirt, and then liked listening to Dr. Seus on tape? That's just... weird.
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 4:11 pm
Jack frowned, this girl didn't make much sense. Oh, the tape.. He stuck his tongue out and pretended to gag, "I hate that!" She was kind of weird, wanting to clean his sweater when it wasn't even that filthy yet. Oh well, she didn't seem to want to fight, which was kind of boring, but if she thought cleaning was fun then... Yay for her? He shivered a bit, rubbing his hands on his bare arms, he'd only worn a black tshirt under the sweater, not the brightest idea in winter, and this building wasn't heated that well.
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 4:27 pm
Ancelin nodded her head, good. Those books where horrid, especially when that monotone lady was reading them threw that weird box. She then looked to the boy as he shivered, and took his hand.
"Come on, An get you new clean sweater so you wont be cold." She said, before dragging him and the basket of loundry out into the halls.
"Tenshi let us borrow her sweater. Then you can wear it while An does wash." She said with a nod, feeling quite accomplished with herself as she drug the boy towards the living room.
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 4:35 pm
Jack started to growl at being drug, but stopped himself, snagging his piggie as they went. The girl was probably talking about a parent person, and parent people usually had food, right? Well, the boy was hungry, and the only food he had brought was a half of a roast beef sandwich, which was, unfortunately, in the inner pocket of his sweater. Well, maybe she would reach in and get it for him! It was worth a shot at least, but he'd wait until they stopped walking, then maybe she would yell.
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 4:40 pm
Ancelin stopped and let go of the boys hand as they got to the living room, and then went up to the couch where Tenshi was napping. Her sweater was draped over her shoulders like a blanket, which made it easy for An to snatch. And she did just that.
"Here you go... What 'choo name anyways?" She asked as she held out the sweater for him to wear, while picking up the sweater. She dug around in the pockets and blinked, before pulling out a sandwhich. She then made a face of disgust as she looked at it.. It was probably swarming with germs!
"Ick!" She yiped, before tossing it into the trash.
"An make you cleaner food to. That thing icky."
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 4:51 pm
Jack yanked the sweater on, folding the sleeves up so they didn't cover his hands so much, oh, a question, "My name's Jack." It was long enough that it would be hard to get to his knife should he need it, but oh well, this one didn't look like she had anything interesting in her, she was too clean. Wait, did she just throw out perfectly good meat?! He looked shocked, pointing toward the trash, That's not ic-!" Wait, had she said she was going to make him food? Well, alright then, "Nevermind." Well, what would he do in the meantime...
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