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Post by Nathan Dawson on Sept 29, 2007 19:45:40 GMT
"MJ!"
Nathan stood on the doorstep, pounding on the door.
"MJ!"
He knocked again louder and after still receiving no answer he leant and bellowed through the letter box.
"MJ!"
He'd paid Jack and Charlie a visit, and now it was about time he saw his youngest and one of the few female cousins he had.
That is, if she'd open the bloody door.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 30, 2007 3:29:07 GMT
"Jesus fucking Christ." I mutter, setting the needle down, slowly rising to my feet, dragging myself over to the door,"What?!" I mutter irritably pulling it open, then pause when I see who it is, quickly pushing my sleeve down,"Natty?"
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Post by Nathan Dawson on Sept 30, 2007 11:00:47 GMT
"The one and only!" He grinned, spreading his arms out wide in a gesture of grandeur.
Then his smile slipping slightly, "You don't look so good, MJ. You're too thin. You need to eat something."
He didn't comment on the quick rolling down of the sleeve, if she needed help, she'd ask for it.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 30, 2007 13:53:30 GMT
I beush off the too thin comment and pull him into a hug,"It's good to see you Natty." I mutter, burying my head into his shoulder.
I then shove him off, hitting him in the back of the head,"Fucker, I thought you were dead, where do all of you keep coming from?" I laugh slightly.
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Post by Nathan Dawson on Oct 1, 2007 15:30:00 GMT
"Where do we come from? Oh the usual way, see when a man loves a woman and all that shit. Something about the stalk...think my parents told me I was found in a cabbage..." He shrugged with a slight grin.
"Good to see you MJ lovely," He grinned, pushing her back inside and looking around, "Now get in here and be a good host, I want to be nosy..."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 1, 2007 20:43:34 GMT
"Yes, yes I know that. Charlie told me that when I was ten remember?" I laugh slightly, then grin as he pushes me inside,"You nosy Nathan? Never. Alright, I'm going, I'm going, quit shoving."
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Post by Nathan Dawson on Oct 2, 2007 15:53:02 GMT
"Yeah, I remember. Classic," He grinned shaking his head and then stepping inside, pulling the door shut behind him and looking around.
"Ooooh...shiny...and stuff." He told her appreciatively, dropping his coat to the floor by the door as he did at Charlies house to annoy him but had gotten into the habit of doing elsewhere as well, then opens the nearest door and sticks his head in it, "Boring room..." He announced after a moment.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 3, 2007 0:14:59 GMT
"It was classic when mum hit him though," I laugh at the memory then kick his coat to the side of the room,"I'm not picking that up." I announce, stepping over it and leaning against the wall,"That's 'cos there's nothing in there you twat, we still haven't moved completly in."
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Post by Nathan Dawson on Oct 3, 2007 9:02:43 GMT
"Oh yeah, fucking sweet," He laughed at the memory, shaking his head slightly, then shrugged with a grin, "I'm not picking that up either so it'll just have to stay there."
"Could have told me that. Where have you moved in? I want to be nosy..." He walked past her and into another room.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 3, 2007 21:03:05 GMT
"Smacked him so hard, he had a mark on his face the whole day," I grin,"Alright fine, your jacket not mine." I laugh.
"Your always nosy Natty, it's up the stairs and to the right."
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Post by Nathan Dawson on Oct 4, 2007 7:57:31 GMT
He laughed, "Ah, and bless him he still get's teased about it," He glanced back at his jacket and shrugged, "Meh. I don't think it minds."
He looked at her and raised an eyebrow, before thundering up the stairs, declaring loudly, "There shall be no privacy!"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 4, 2007 22:34:11 GMT
"Course he does, I'll never let him live it down." I grin, then glance back at his jacket,"Neglecting your poor jacket Natty." I laugh.
Then laugh harder watcing him race up the stairs, following him at a slightly slower place,"There never is with you around."
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Post by Nathan Dawson on Oct 5, 2007 16:25:40 GMT
"Muahahahaha! Good girl." He grinned over his shoulder, "Meh, fuck the jacket. Not literally though, that'd be odd."
"Very true." He agreed, racing into the nearest door with his shoulder and practically bouncing off it and landing on the hall floor, "It's supposed to open! Why is it locked? Oh well!" He declared, jumping back to his feet and running toward the next door.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 5, 2007 20:53:21 GMT
"Yeah, and I don't think it'd be pleanst either." I laugh, looking back at his jacket.
Then laugh harder as he slams into the door,"It's called turning to doorknob you twat." I grin slightly, watching him race around the hall,"God Natty, it's like your six years old."
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Post by Nathan Dawson on Oct 6, 2007 11:22:50 GMT
"Never know. Jacket fucking could be rather pleasant for all we know. I'll ask Jack, he's probably tried it at some point," He said fairly, then turned back and grinned, "Ah, of course, the door knob...I understand now!"
He opened a door and stuck his head in, "Boring," He went to the next door, while speaking over his shoulder to her the whole time, "I met your boyfriend the other day," He turned back to look at her with a wicked smirk, "Think I scared him."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 6, 2007 13:43:36 GMT
I laugh,"Yeah, probably, heard he tried fucking Charlie's wall the other day."
"You did, oh god." I mutter running a hand through my hair,"Nathan Grant what did you say to him? You didn't try to hex him like Charlie did, did you?"
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Post by Nathan Dawson on Oct 7, 2007 13:03:25 GMT
"Yeah, they both bitched to me about that. 'Nate, Jack tried to fuck the wall!' 'Nate, Charlie wouldn't make me a sandwich!' Bleurk, can't sort out their own problems," He laughed.
"I was very nice I'll have you know. Didn't try and hex him at all. Ran into him...literally. In St Mungo's..." He shrugged, "Dunno what he was doing there. With this other guy who was a lot more friendly than him, Rowan or something. I just started talking about some of my random theories and I told them about my pigeon army and they both looked at me funny."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 7, 2007 18:08:26 GMT
"Babies, both of them." I laugh weakly, following him along the hall.
"St Mungo's?" I ask but don't press it,"You met Rowan too?"
I laugh,"Oh god, Nathan, the pigeon army? Really." I laugh shaking my head,"I worry about you some times Natty-Nat."
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Post by Nathan Dawson on Oct 9, 2007 15:35:53 GMT
"Yeah, have to get mature and sensible Nathan to sort out their problems for them," He nodded, deciding third person was better to refer to himself in than first.
"Uh-huh...they were hanging around in the lobby waiting for someone/something...I dunno...asked but they both just shrugged...at exactly the same time. Kinda creepy. I like the Rowan guy, he's alright. He talks and stuff. Other one, not so much. Jumpy, twitchy thing isn't he? Sure can pick 'em MJ."
"Yep, pigeon army. That's why I sit in London with a loaf of bread. Amassing an army...gonna be cool when I train them all up," He grinned.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 9, 2007 22:13:03 GMT
"You? Mature?" I ask raising an eyebrow at at him.
"Yes, he's twitchy and jumpy, leave him alone, you big bully. Rory's already on his case 'cos he's got an odd name, even if she is one to talk." I laugh.
"Honestly Natty, pigeon army didn't work when you were 15 what makes you think it'll work now?"
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Post by Nathan Dawson on Oct 10, 2007 17:08:39 GMT
"Yes, I'm the maturist damn fucker you ever laid eyes on," He nodded solemnly.
"Haha, Rory thinks he has an odd name?" He laughed, "Just think he's odd. Jack's right, is a bit of a runt. Like Charlie-doodle. Who incidently, was also right. He's not very friendly, is he? Not that they were Charlie-doodle's exact words obviously..." He trailed off uncomfortably.
"Because this time, this time MJ I brought a loaf of bread and lured them towards me. Been back everyday this week, and they remember. Keep coming back. Soon they'll trust me completely."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 10, 2007 20:41:38 GMT
"Your a fucker alright Nathan." I laugh, smacking him lightly round the back of the head.
"Yes, she does. And I know what Jack thinks and I know what Charlie thinks. Charlie has every right to hate him and well I honestly don't care what any of you twats think 'cos your not the one dating him." I grin slightly,"I am, and I am very happy with that odd, twitchy, unfriendly, runt thank you."
"Either that or they'll peck your eyes out when you forget to bring bread one day." I laugh.
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Post by Nathan Dawson on Oct 11, 2007 15:27:43 GMT
"Yes, this is true," He grinned, ruffling her hair as payback.
Then he laughed but tried to roll his eyes and just gave up cos he was laughing too much, "Well as long as you're happy with that odd, twitchy, unfriendly runt, it's okay. Just...uh...I'm not sure what I'm supposed to say. Something older cousiny...um...If he hurts you, I'll kill him, how's that?" Then he grinned wickedly, "How's your sexlife baby cousin?"
"My eyes! They would not! They love me!" He laughed.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 11, 2007 22:06:33 GMT
I shove him off, sticking my tongue out at him.
"Yeah, I happy," I grin,Most of the time at least"God, you and Charlie, and heard Jack threatened him the other day and I'm sure Chase will as well." I laugh then stop, smacking him hard on the arm,"That is none of your business Nathan Grant Dawson Speare!"
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Post by Nathan Dawson on Oct 12, 2007 16:21:39 GMT
"Good," He grinned, "It's only cos we love you MJ."
He chuckled, "Okay, okay, is he..." He leant forward and said conspiratively, "...the one?"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 12, 2007 20:50:36 GMT
"So you threaten to kill my boyfriend?" I ask, raising an eyebrow, then smack him again,"No..Yes..Shut up..."
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Post by Nathan Dawson on Oct 14, 2007 10:15:34 GMT
"I have never once threatened to kill him, I'll have you know," He laughed, then laughed even harder, "Oh Bob...No...yes...shut up...I can see you're really sure about this one."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 14, 2007 17:19:42 GMT
"Yeah, well knowing you, you might," I mutter, blowing my bangs from my face,"Go away Nathan," I mumble, pushing past him.
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Post by Nathan Dawson on Oct 16, 2007 15:28:19 GMT
"I will not!" He insisted, then snaked his arms out and round her waist as she tried to push past, hoisting her up over his shoulder, "That is no way to talk to me young lady!"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 16, 2007 20:48:53 GMT
I laugh, hitting him on his back,"Nathan put me down! I'm not seven!" I laugh, hitting him a couple more times then giving up,"Your an evil bastard Nathan Grant,"
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