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Post by coop on Aug 21, 2006 20:32:53 GMT -5
Coop rushed through the door. He searched the room for his stuff, not even giving notice to Ace. When he spotted it, he walked over and grabbed it, going through it, making sure everything was there. The look on his face was still different from what he had ever shown Murder.
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Post by muder on Aug 21, 2006 20:36:16 GMT -5
Murder looked up at Coop, standing, putting a hand on his arm. Clearly something had gone on with the boy. And she was going to find out. She may have known him for only a short time--but she was an incredible read of people. She knew when someone was acting out of the norm.
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Post by Daniel Cardoni on Aug 21, 2006 20:41:30 GMT -5
Ace raised an eyebrow, obviously this being the kid. "Hey." He said calmly, watching Murder interact with him. "Somethin wrong kid?"
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Post by coop on Aug 21, 2006 20:42:23 GMT -5
Coop looked down at Murder's hand on his arm threatingly, but only for a second. He picked up his bag and threw it over his back.
"Thanks for the help, Murder. I'm good now."
He smirked, his old smirk. He glared at Ace and just smiled shakin' his head and sizing him up at the same time. Maybe he'd be a good addition.
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Post by Daniel Cardoni on Aug 21, 2006 20:44:20 GMT -5
Ace gave him an even look back, "Got a problem with me?" He still held the paper from the front door in his hands. "I thought you were staying...what happened?"
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Post by muder on Aug 21, 2006 20:47:26 GMT -5
Murder put on her hard face, blocking the door from Coop. She knwe that look. That was the look of her Father's people.
There had to be some connection between him and the letter. There had to be.
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Post by coop on Aug 21, 2006 20:48:31 GMT -5
He help his hands up in mock terror.
"No problem at all." He shrugged. "Just stayin' wit an old friend."
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Post by Daniel Cardoni on Aug 21, 2006 20:51:15 GMT -5
Ace snorted, "Would that old friend have anything to do with this?" He held up the paper with a raised eyebrow, face a careful blank.
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Post by coop on Aug 21, 2006 20:55:02 GMT -5
Coop studied the paper carefully, then shook his head. He looked at Murder blockin' the door. He let his bag slip off his shoulder as he sighed heavily.
"I don't got time for this," he mumbled. He looked back at Ace. "What's the problem?"
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Post by Daniel Cardoni on Aug 21, 2006 20:56:27 GMT -5
He shrugged, "There's no problem, apparently she wants to tell you something, or ask you something. But i think i'll say it for her." He folded the paper in his hands. "I dont believe you, for some reason....I dont believe you."
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Post by coop on Aug 21, 2006 21:00:26 GMT -5
"Awright."
He threw the bag, fully, to the ground. He walked over to the hammock he had slept on earlier. He cocked his head to the side.
"Neither of you know me," he said. "You don't have to believe me."
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Post by muder on Aug 21, 2006 21:04:19 GMT -5
Murder took the letter from Ace, flashing him a knowning look. She held it out to Coop, putting her finger on a few points before pointing to him, then back at her. She knew he had been taken in by it.
And she was willing to go for it too. She wasn't about to let him in on this alone. These were her people. She knew what they were capable of.
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Post by coop on Aug 21, 2006 21:09:24 GMT -5
Coop looked into Murder's eyes, his own softening a little. He turned his eyes towards the floor, not blinking. He was in deep thought for a moment.
As if reading her mind, he whispered, "They're my people too."
His eyes moved slowly toward the window and the back at Murder, he smiled a little. Hopefully she got what he meant. He wanted her to go with him. He already decided to stop running. Now it was her turn.
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Post by muder on Aug 21, 2006 21:16:59 GMT -5
Murder smiled at him, stepping close, poking his nose with her finger before slipping her hand down to his, squeezing. She wasn't going to let him do this alone.
She glanced over at Ace. He would know what she was doing. Their minds were more alike than anyone elses.
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Post by coop on Aug 21, 2006 21:20:08 GMT -5
He smiled and stood from the bed. He looked at Ace and then back at Murder, asking her about him.
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