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Post by Serenity Smith on Aug 28, 2007 1:09:29 GMT
I had just resently sent an owl to James. Waiting for him to show, I sat down by a tree. I hands shook a little. I was afraid, of how he might take it. How he might react. But I couldnt let him do that to anyone, anymore.
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Post by James Smith on Aug 28, 2007 1:12:19 GMT
I walked up behind Serenity. I twisted smile, upon myface. I didnt understand it, but...it felt like she was an easy tardet right now
--I love how your right next to me, and im telling you this in the thread. ND--
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Post by Serenity Smith on Aug 28, 2007 1:15:11 GMT
I shivered as I felt like I was being watched. I turned to my side slowly, seeing James. I didnt give a sigh of releif, or anything. Right now, I was kind of scared. ''Uhh James.'' I said. ''Do you have your gun with you?'' I asked
--SHUT Up! I cant beleive your asking me to do this, in the first place. I mean seriously. Why couldnt you ask John,--
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Post by James Smith on Aug 28, 2007 1:21:07 GMT
Still haveng a smug look, plastered on my face. I nodded. My hand reached behind my back as I grabbed it. ''Yeah, its had a bit of excercize, this week.'' I said
--Cause John is boreing, now please talk to me! just cause serry might get hurt on here doesnt mean anything! You dont have to get mad--
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Post by Serenity Smith on Aug 28, 2007 1:28:29 GMT
I grimaced slightly. Looking at him, I shook my head. ''Let me see the gun.'' I said, almost pleadingly.
--Im not mad, i think this is stupid, i mean your an idiot, for killing anyone. You basically made characters hate you. Ha ha
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Post by James Smith on Aug 28, 2007 1:38:35 GMT
I laugh maliciously, seeing her grimace, but I shook my head, wearing a smirk. ''Sorry Sister Dearest, you cant.'' I said. ''Cause know you, I wouldnt get it back.'' I said, after leaning forward slightly
--Is it funny-stupid?
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Post by Serenity Smith on Aug 28, 2007 1:44:29 GMT
--I want to kill you--
''James.'' I said, clasping my hands together, in a pleading matter. ''Please. Im only trying to-'' I started but was cut off, from the grip at my arm
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Post by James Smith on Aug 28, 2007 1:53:27 GMT
Before she could finish her sentance. I grasped her upper arm, forcefully. Gripping it tightly. ''I dont want help from you.'' I growled, in a hushed manor
--But then...you would just live with John, Don, and Rodger....no me
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