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Post by muder on Sept 9, 2006 18:24:16 GMT -5
Murder, who had been listening, slid down the stairs with a slight grin on her face, holding up a card.
)Oh..but I do.
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Post by Collin Russiani on Sept 9, 2006 18:26:27 GMT -5
Red's eyebrow shot up. "You do?" Finally, an answer....hopefully. "Well then.....Why?" He shifted a bit, running a hand through his hair. An answer to what was bugging him.
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Post by muder on Sept 9, 2006 18:30:34 GMT -5
Murder, because of her lack of talking and her history, knew how to hid and ease-drop amazingly well. And she had heard the talk between Nicholas and Patrick.
Pulling out a pen, she wrote.
Spot pissed Patrick off. Wanted to...deal with Spot. Thought this would be a good idea.
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Post by Collin Russiani on Sept 9, 2006 18:31:57 GMT -5
Red cursed in a mixture of Gaelic and Italian. Why did it always come to that? "Does Spot know yet?" He asked hopefully....maybe Spot could be a way of getting them out. Or at least he hoped he would try.
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Post by muder on Sept 9, 2006 18:34:30 GMT -5
Murder shrugged. She didn't know. She put her pin and paper away, and nodding, she began to go back up the stairs.
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Post by Collin Russiani on Sept 9, 2006 18:38:55 GMT -5
"People sure seem to come and go randomely." Red muttered, slightly bitter that there was no answer to his second -and far more important- question. He wanted to know what Spot would do. Would he live him here? ...If it endagered his kids, he probably would. And Red wouldn't be able to blaim him in the slightest.
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Post by muder on Sept 9, 2006 18:42:15 GMT -5
Suddenly Red was hit in the head with a balled up piece of paper, and a laugh was heard. Murder smiled and waved, before shutting the door behind her.
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Post by Collin Russiani on Sept 9, 2006 18:43:16 GMT -5
Red laughed, he couldn't help it. Hunting for the paper, he picked it up, tossing it between his hands. She could make him smile...and that was a good thing. He needed it. "She always like that?" He asked Aria.
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Post by arianette on Sept 9, 2006 18:47:32 GMT -5
Aria smirked. "Yes and No. Around Ace she is all bright and cheery...but just depends, really. Usually she is an enigma. I can't read her well." She shrugged. "Which is saying a lot."
She sighed. "And I'm sorry about the Spot thing. Seems we have both ended up leverage here."
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Post by Collin Russiani on Sept 9, 2006 19:06:10 GMT -5
Red nodded, "Its nice." He murmurred, "She brings just a bit of light into the room." He wasnt even aware he was talking until she mentioned Spot. "...Its all right. I've been leverage most of my life, this is just a different situation."
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Post by arianette on Sept 9, 2006 19:11:53 GMT -5
She heard Red talk about Murder, but said nothing. The boy had been trhough a lot. If Murder brought a smile to his face, then good.
Ariannette sighed. "...It's okay, Red. You deserve a lot more. And one day, you'll get
it." She laughed. "I'll be lucky if Clare ever trusts me again."
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Post by Collin Russiani on Sept 9, 2006 19:14:03 GMT -5
Red snorted, "Oh? ...I wouldn't worry about that. He loves you, and im sure after a talk, you two will be fine. Im serious. Aria, you two are made for each other, and these....Racket people arent going to change that."
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Post by arianette on Sept 9, 2006 19:16:31 GMT -5
Aria shrugged. "I dunno Red. I just...don't know." She sighed. "...you thought you and Fancy were...made for eachother. Clare and I could go that way as well..."
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Post by Collin Russiani on Sept 9, 2006 19:17:46 GMT -5
"I doubt it." He said softly. "....We're different." He wasnt sure how, but he knew it was true. There was just something he saw when he looked at Aria and Carter.
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Post by arianette on Sept 9, 2006 19:20:44 GMT -5
Aria laughed softly. "...Ah. Talking about me like I'm your mother or something. Mon deu." She smiled. "...thanks Red. For all you have done."
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