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Post by Angela Wood on Aug 8, 2007 3:04:33 GMT
I shake my head. "I was talking about Mika. No, Ian's not dead. I did some things to him though. I didn't want to kill him. Well, I did, but I wanted him to know pain. I want him to suffer."
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Aug 8, 2007 12:59:35 GMT
"Good. That's very very good. Uber proudness." I said, still slightly in shock.
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Post by Angela Wood on Aug 8, 2007 20:06:26 GMT
"He should have a few scars when he heals."
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Aug 9, 2007 22:08:13 GMT
I smiled. "Really Ange, I am very proud of you."
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Post by Angela Wood on Aug 9, 2007 22:09:37 GMT
I grin at him. "Take a look at his neck next time you see him."
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Aug 9, 2007 22:39:23 GMT
I chuckled. "Oh, I will."
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Post by Angela Wood on Aug 9, 2007 22:40:12 GMT
"It was entertaining. I think I'll brand all of my torture victims from now on. Lord knows there'll be more."
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Aug 9, 2007 22:51:12 GMT
I smirked. "Brand them how?"
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Post by Angela Wood on Aug 9, 2007 22:52:06 GMT
I chuckle. "His neck. I burned the letter A into the side of his neck."
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Aug 9, 2007 23:00:19 GMT
I chuckled. "Once again, uberly proud of you Angie!"
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Post by Angela Wood on Aug 9, 2007 23:03:09 GMT
I chuckle. "Why thank you, Peter. I feel.........damn good that you're proud of me."
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Aug 9, 2007 23:08:45 GMT
I chuckled. "You should be! It's not often that I'm this proud. When the girls said their first words, and started walking. That's about all that tops this!"
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Post by Angela Wood on Aug 9, 2007 23:10:16 GMT
"Well, those most definately better surpass this. I'm mean, come on. Torturing people versus your childrens' firsts."
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Aug 9, 2007 23:20:14 GMT
"Eh, it was close. Well, no, not really, but you got as close as you could get."
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Post by Angela Wood on Aug 9, 2007 23:21:47 GMT
"It's not even in the same realm." I shake my head, grinning.
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Aug 9, 2007 23:32:32 GMT
I laughed. "Well come on, they're my KIDS!"
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Post by Angela Wood on Aug 9, 2007 23:35:36 GMT
"Exactly." I chuckle. "So what's next on the conversation list?"
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Aug 9, 2007 23:48:26 GMT
"Hm...... how ANNOYING it is to have a leader who interferes with every little part of your life?"
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Post by Angela Wood on Aug 9, 2007 23:49:52 GMT
I shrug. "I don't know. Dumbledore doesn't do that to me. What the hell has Voldemort been up to in your life?"
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Aug 9, 2007 23:56:51 GMT
"Oh, he just told my girlfriend that she makes me weak so she had to stay away from me or else he'd kill my kids." I said with false enthusiasm.
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Post by Angela Wood on Aug 9, 2007 23:58:13 GMT
"Oh, like hell he will."
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Aug 10, 2007 0:08:40 GMT
I grinned in a pained sort of way. "I know right? So she's gone, but she gave me this." I said, taking out the necklace Hannah had given me. There was a stone in the center that was blood red. "When the stone changes color, it means she's stopped loving me. If I take it off, it means I've stopped loving her. So I guess we're seperated right now."
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Post by Angela Wood on Aug 10, 2007 0:12:37 GMT
I lay Sara back down, picking up Amy instead. "You know, I'd be willing to temporarily safeguard the girls if you ever want to end that separation."
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Aug 10, 2007 14:19:05 GMT
I looked up at her and smiled. "Are you sure?"
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Post by Angela Wood on Aug 10, 2007 21:00:41 GMT
I chuckle and nod. "Yeah. Of course."
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Aug 11, 2007 17:53:53 GMT
I smiled, sighing gratefully. "You know you're now my favorite, right?"
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Post by Angela Wood on Aug 11, 2007 17:55:55 GMT
"Course I am. " I grin at him
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Aug 11, 2007 18:04:41 GMT
I grinned. "So completely the favorite!"
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Post by Angela Wood on Aug 11, 2007 18:08:16 GMT
"Glad to help." I toss Amy into the air gently, catching her and smileing as she giggles.
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Aug 11, 2007 19:00:05 GMT
I grinned, watching her play with the girls.
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