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Post by drifter on Jun 6, 2006 22:38:18 GMT -5
"You do anything with it, you keep it silly," Drifter said, slightly confused, "That's what friends do."
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Post by razor on Jun 6, 2006 22:41:17 GMT -5
He snorted. "Friends? I haven't had one in a long time. Its just me and my brother."
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Post by drifter on Jun 6, 2006 22:43:34 GMT -5
"But shoahly theah weh othahs," she asked curiusly, "I mean, Ise bounced around a lot but I always had friends."
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Post by razor on Jun 6, 2006 22:44:17 GMT -5
He looked down, "Maybe. A long time ago...But not know."
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Post by drifter on Jun 6, 2006 22:52:53 GMT -5
Drifter noticed at the downcast look on the boys face, and as she would do if it were Ace, she gave the boy a hug.
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Post by razor on Jun 6, 2006 22:53:55 GMT -5
His eyes nearly popped out of his face as he jerked, a strangled "wha?!" drifting from his lips. This one was sure throwing the Brooklyn Body Guard for a loop.
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Post by drifter on Jun 6, 2006 23:06:01 GMT -5
Pulling back Drifter grinned at the boy's expression, "Honestly, you act like you've neveh been hugged befoah."
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Post by razor on Jun 6, 2006 23:07:10 GMT -5
"Been a while." He muttered, fixing the collar of his shirt. It had been....quite a while actually.
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Post by drifter on Jun 6, 2006 23:08:01 GMT -5
Drifter laughed lightly, still amused, "I'd get used to it, Ise got a nasty huggin' habit when it comes to my friends."
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Post by razor on Jun 6, 2006 23:13:49 GMT -5
He chuckled, "Dont do it in front of my bruddah..." A look came to his eyes. "Could i get you to do dat to my bruddah?" He imagined his face and snickered.
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Post by drifter on Jun 6, 2006 23:20:55 GMT -5
"I take it he's not the huggin' type," she said as Raz laughed. A thoughtful look then crossed her face, "I hate callin' you Raz, what's yoah real name?"
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Post by razor on Jun 6, 2006 23:22:28 GMT -5
He paused, and then shook his head. "The only ones who know dat are da leadahs, and they'll keep that secret." To know one's name meant to have power over them. Even if only a little.
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Post by drifter on Jun 6, 2006 23:24:18 GMT -5
"Don't make me call you something ridiculous," Drifter teased, "I'm not above callin' you Mr. Snuggles."
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Post by razor on Jun 6, 2006 23:25:06 GMT -5
He blinked at her, realizing he was, for once, out of his league. "Larkin." He murmurred. "Da name's Larkin."
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Post by drifter on Jun 6, 2006 23:31:35 GMT -5
"Ooohhhh, I likes it," Drifter said grinning, "A good Irish name, makes me feel a bit betteh about me own. Though I was lookin' fowahd to havin' tea with Mr. Snuggles."
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