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Post by Angel Simons on Sept 9, 2007 21:07:16 GMT
"I'll help if you want to," Angel smiled.
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Post by Dorcas Meadowes on Sept 9, 2007 21:08:33 GMT
"Sure. Although I don't really know how much you could do." I said.
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Post by Angel Simons on Sept 9, 2007 21:12:17 GMT
"Keep you away from sugar whenever possible?"
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Post by Dorcas Meadowes on Sept 9, 2007 21:13:49 GMT
"That works." I said.
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Post by Angel Simons on Sept 9, 2007 21:15:24 GMT
"So it does," she smiled.
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Post by Dorcas Meadowes on Sept 9, 2007 21:16:59 GMT
"Are we almost there?" I asked.
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Post by Angel Simons on Sept 9, 2007 21:18:17 GMT
[ooc - I'm leaving Luke to reply now. ]
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Post by Luke Chekoya on Sept 10, 2007 2:39:38 GMT
((Thank you. ;D Sorry I wasn't on today. Yesterday. Whatever it is/was.))
Meanwhile, Luke has been walking along and staring at the sky.
"I refuse to be Sir Something-or-other," he says when finally able to get a word in. "And... who needs sugar when you have caffeine? Fuck it... no... sugar's indispensable... never mind."
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Post by Dorcas Meadowes on Sept 10, 2007 11:24:48 GMT
"Coffe is yucky." I said.
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Post by Angel Simons on Sept 10, 2007 18:24:06 GMT
"You did not just say that!" Angel yelled to Cassy. "That is so wrong! And, Luke. You can be... I don't know. What do you like doing?"
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Post by Luke Chekoya on Sept 10, 2007 18:38:27 GMT
I shrug. "Erm... being kidnapped? No, that would be the opposite. Er... flying? Drinking lots and lots of coffee that has lots and lots of sugar?"
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Post by Ophelia Christentine on Sept 10, 2007 18:39:00 GMT
"You see, I can't get a nickname from that at all," Angel groaned, laughing.
[ooc - Can't be assed to switch. ]
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Post by Dorcas Meadowes on Sept 10, 2007 22:23:33 GMT
"Well sucks for you." I said.
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Post by Angel Simons on Sept 11, 2007 7:16:24 GMT
"You have to help me," Angel laughed.
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Post by Dorcas Meadowes on Sept 11, 2007 11:20:42 GMT
"No I don't." I said.
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Post by Luke Chekoya on Sept 11, 2007 13:41:35 GMT
"Yes you do..." I reply automatically. "Or... wait a minute, what was it again? No you don't. I'm good. I'll just be the Mighty One's protector."
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Post by Angel Simons on Sept 11, 2007 14:57:05 GMT
"But that won't do at all. You need a better nickname than that!" Angel yelled, annoyed with herself for not thinking of one.
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Post by Dorcas Meadowes on Sept 11, 2007 22:09:52 GMT
"Barley!" I yelled.
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Post by Luke Chekoya on Sept 12, 2007 13:54:10 GMT
I stare at Cassy for a few seconds. "... No. Not Barley. Erm... what were your nicknames again?"
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Post by Dorcas Meadowes on Sept 12, 2007 14:34:23 GMT
"Cassy, Cass, Dodo, Door, Dori, Super Popins, and Dur." I said.
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Post by Luke Chekoya on Sept 14, 2007 17:51:39 GMT
"Hm. That's a lot. And m'lady?" I ask Angel, bowing slightly.
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Post by Angel Simons on Sept 15, 2007 15:38:07 GMT
"I don't really have any nicknames. Well, at least I don't think I do. Logan has this very special one for me, though. Whore. Oh, my favourite one would have to be The Hufflepuff Whore. Yay yay yay."
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Post by Luke Chekoya on Sept 15, 2007 15:58:53 GMT
"Oh-kay...." I blink. "You all right? Want me to hit Logan for you, whoever he is?"
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Post by Angel Simons on Sept 15, 2007 16:04:19 GMT
Angel shook her head. "Don't bother. He's a murderer, anyway. Nice guy, though, when he wants to be. One of my friends..."
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Post by Luke Chekoya on Sept 15, 2007 16:10:18 GMT
I nod. And that's only mildly weird.... You're friends with a murderer?
For once, though, I think before I speak, and therefore remain silent, merely frowning.
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Post by Angel Simons on Sept 15, 2007 16:13:36 GMT
"What's the frown for?" She asked, noticing it straight away.
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Post by Luke Chekoya on Sept 15, 2007 16:15:14 GMT
I shrug. "A nice murderer?" I say. "Isn't that... I dunno. I just didn't think you'd be friends with someone like that."
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Post by Angel Simons on Sept 15, 2007 16:21:04 GMT
"I don't like to hold grudges, so sue me. Even after he's tortured me twice..." She shrugged. "Still don't hold grudges. He's not a nice murderer, either. I just find him nice when he's not being all crazy and torture torture torture. He's funny."
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Post by Luke Chekoya on Sept 15, 2007 16:40:09 GMT
"Eheheh..." I laugh weakly. "I... guess I'll take your word for that," I say, then frown at everything else she said. "And how can you be friends with someone who tortured you? That goes a little bit beyond not holding grudges... are you crazy? That... that's fucked. Who does that kind of thing?" I know that I'm half-yelling but don't care.
'He's a nice guy when he's not torturing me....' That's like all those girls who get their throats slit by possessive boyfriends that they kept on going back to 'cause he always bought them presents after hitting them....
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Post by Dorcas Meadowes on Sept 16, 2007 0:08:56 GMT
"I know exactly what your thinking." I said with a frown.
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