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Post by peem on Oct 4, 2006 20:48:38 GMT -5
Peem and Mrs. Hendry nodded. "Then it's settled. A coat for you, ya we bairn." Peem mirked. "I'll take you shopping for it Friday or Saturday."
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Post by Blaize Ackman on Oct 11, 2006 4:15:32 GMT -5
Blaize just grinned at them and hugged Mrs. Hendry just because he could. "Thanks, Mum." He looked over at Peem and cuffed him on the side of the head. Again, because he could. "You too."
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Post by peem on Oct 11, 2006 21:37:51 GMT -5
Peem made a mock sound of hurt. "Ow...hey there..." He laughed. "Meanie.."
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Post by Blaize Ackman on Oct 11, 2006 21:47:50 GMT -5
Blaize snorted lightly and shook his head. "Wimp." His eyes flickered with good humor even as he stretched and ran a hand through his hair.
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Post by peem on Oct 15, 2006 23:03:38 GMT -5
<<new day>>
Peem opened the door to his apartment, and was immidately tackled by his brother DAvey. "Hey there..."
Davey looked up at Dodger. "Who is this? Is he living with us too? He looks british, is he british?"
Peem just laughed and shook his head. "Dodger...why don't you answer the boy."
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Post by Dodger Samuels on Oct 15, 2006 23:19:17 GMT -5
Dodger smirked down at the kid, "That I am, kiddo. Born an' bred, and what might you're name be?" He'd always liked kids, he tended to act like one himself most days.
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Post by peem on Oct 15, 2006 23:23:56 GMT -5
Davey smiled and put out his hand. "I'm Davey Hendry! Eight years old to be exact! You look a right ole bloke!" He laughed a bit.
Peem shook his head. "Oh my...I'm going to put the kettle on..mom should be home soon."
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Post by Dodger Samuels on Oct 15, 2006 23:40:59 GMT -5
Ddoger shook the kids hand with purpose, "The Artfull Dodger at you're service, but you can call me Dodger." He winked at Davey, the kid had spunk he nodded at Peem. "Good deal, mate."
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Post by peem on Oct 15, 2006 23:43:55 GMT -5
Peem finished the tea and brought a cup over to Dodger, finally shooing Davey off to go do ome school work.
"Yeh...dats me brother. Best little laddie in the woild." He sat down, gesturing to the shelf behind him. "Go check out dah books."
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Post by Dodger Samuels on Oct 16, 2006 0:12:10 GMT -5
Dodger took the tea and scanned the titles on the shelf, he chuckled a bit. "Great titles, mate. Great Expectations, always fancied that book." He took a sip of his tea and found a chair, making hismelf comfortable.
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Post by peem on Oct 16, 2006 0:14:26 GMT -5
Peem nodded. "I've read most of them...getting to the others."
Just then Mrs. Hendry came in the door, smiling brightly, putting down a couple bags of groceries. "Ach, Peem, ya bairn..ya always brinin' home some other laddie for me to feed..which is this now?"
Peem stood up and hugged his mum, giving her a kiss. "Tis me new mate Dodger. Loves ta read like we do."
Mrs. Hendry came over and hugged Dodger. "Any friend a book is a friend ta this home." She said good naturedly.
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Post by Dodger Samuels on Oct 16, 2006 0:36:52 GMT -5
Dodger grinned and missed his own mother terribly, he bowed low, taking his hat off with flourish. "It's a pleasuer to meet you, Miss." He grinned like the rogue he was.
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Post by peem on Oct 16, 2006 0:50:09 GMT -5
Mrs. Hendry laughed and ruffled his hair. "ach a right Dodger you are..silly thing." She smiled. "Glad ya brough dis brit home..." She smiled. "Make yoruself at home laddie..I'll start the Haggis."
And went off to cook.
Peem smiled. "Yep. Dats me mum. Best lass in the world."
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Post by Dodger Samuels on Oct 16, 2006 1:10:26 GMT -5
Dodger smirked and dropped to a chair, "That she seems, mate. I like your mum.." He really did, he instantly looked for people's buttons when he first met them, but, with Peem and his Mum he'd found nothing and didn't want to look.
"You're a right sort, Peem," he said with a grin. "Top notch, mate."
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Post by peem on Oct 16, 2006 13:40:08 GMT -5
Peem laughed. "Nah...I'm second hand goods." He winked. "But you are quite top notch--for a brit that is.." He shoved his friend playfully and went to help his mother.
Mr. Hendry smiled and nodded at Dodger. "How about ya help make a salad? "
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