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Post by anachicora on May 28, 2007 15:48:21 GMT
I sat in a booth looking around. 'So my sis is finaly staying in one place?' I thought and took a sip of my firewiskey. I looked around again. "so now what?" I asked myself.
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 28, 2007 17:35:42 GMT
I collapse into a booth, not bothering to check if it was empty or not, breathing heavily, wiping blood from my forehead. I look up and realise I sat down opposite someone after all. "Er...hi." I say.
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Post by anachicora on May 28, 2007 18:37:01 GMT
"you ok?" I asked the boy that collapsed onto the booth.
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 28, 2007 18:39:00 GMT
"Uh-huh." I say breathlessly, hauling myself using the table, "Sorry, didn't look before I sat, Bye."
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Post by anachicora on May 28, 2007 18:39:39 GMT
"It's ok I didn't mind" I replied.
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 28, 2007 18:41:02 GMT
"Oh good." I say, sitting heavily back down.
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Post by anachicora on May 28, 2007 18:41:40 GMT
"you don't look so good" I commented taking another sip of my firewiskey.
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 28, 2007 18:43:29 GMT
"I rarely do. Genetic condition - called ugliness."
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Post by anachicora on May 28, 2007 18:44:55 GMT
I rased my eyebrow "oh really?" I asked
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 28, 2007 19:04:17 GMT
"True story." I nod shakily, wiping sweat off my brow, and resting my head on the table.
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Post by anachicora on May 28, 2007 19:05:08 GMT
"need something to drink?" I asked
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 28, 2007 19:12:33 GMT
"No, I'll probably hurl it back up again." I say honestly, raising my head to look at her. "What's your name?"
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Post by anachicora on May 28, 2007 19:13:45 GMT
"Anastaisa Chicora but you can call me Ana, or Staisa you?" I asked
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 28, 2007 19:17:47 GMT
"Ian Hunt." I say. "Fuck it, I don't suppose it matters anymore. My name's Christopher. I don't know my real surname. I've been Ian Hunt for so long now...so I'd prefer it if you called me Ian, rather than my real name. But I'm tired of lying. So there it is."
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Post by anachicora on May 28, 2007 19:18:38 GMT
"what got you to conffess Ian?" I asked
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 28, 2007 19:20:18 GMT
"I don't know. Maybe I'm in too much pain to care anymore. Maybe I'm sick of lying. Or maybe it's my impending death. Either way."
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Post by anachicora on May 28, 2007 19:22:18 GMT
I nodded then asked "do you know a girl by the name of Sora Chicora?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 28, 2007 19:33:04 GMT
"Yeah, I do."
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Post by anachicora on May 28, 2007 19:34:21 GMT
"does she go to hogwarts?" I asked
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 28, 2007 19:35:00 GMT
"Yeah, she does. Why?"
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Post by anachicora on May 28, 2007 19:36:45 GMT
"Because I'm her sister" I replied.
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 28, 2007 19:38:11 GMT
"Ah right. Got it. Have to excuse me, kind of slow."
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Post by anachicora on May 28, 2007 19:38:52 GMT
"It's ok we tend to keep the sister thing a secret" I said
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 28, 2007 19:52:28 GMT
"Yeah, I can understand that. Seeing as what scum I'm related to. Do you not get along or something?"
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Post by sorachicora on May 28, 2007 20:03:40 GMT
"It's not the fact that we don't get along it's the fact that sometimes being sisters will get us into more trouble Ian" I said walking over and sat down next to Anastaisa.
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 28, 2007 20:05:41 GMT
"Can understand that one too. Lo by the way."
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Post by sorachicora on May 28, 2007 20:07:10 GMT
"Lo." I muttered "Ana you came at the worst time I can't stay here to long soon I need to head out"
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 28, 2007 20:11:04 GMT
I whistle to myself, butting out of their conversation.
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Post by sorachicora on May 28, 2007 20:13:25 GMT
I sighed and got up "Later Ian. Lucky me I get to go to Rome" I said "Ana take care of Anabell" I said grabbing my bag from underneath the table and walked out.
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 28, 2007 20:27:30 GMT
"Er...bye Sora?"
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