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Post by Vivian Astley on Mar 22, 2004 18:51:05 GMT -5
The place that is my personal space
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Post by Jeffrey on Mar 22, 2004 19:36:02 GMT -5
(That's good to know)
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Post by Vivian Astley on Mar 22, 2004 21:58:37 GMT -5
(hey you got yer own personal space this is mine plus I stormed out of the great hall to come here)
*stomps all the way up to room and slams door all the way grumbling about pessimists and how agriating this school is getting*
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Post by Jeffrey on Mar 22, 2004 22:01:11 GMT -5
(I know. I'm going now until I get some sense knocked into me and chace you down.)
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Post by Jeffrey on Mar 22, 2004 22:15:52 GMT -5
(Chase, sorry chase, and here I am.)
*Blindly stumbles along the corridor and finally falls against what he thinks is a wall and just stays there, panting, trying to get away from his demons. It's his lousy (?) luck, that it wasn't a solid wall at all and was, in fact, a door that swung inside with the application of his weight, causing him to yelp in surprise and fly inwards, crashing face first into the rug. He curses, trying to push himself to his feet, only to find that he'd landed hard on an elbow and it now didn't want to cooperate. Cursing louder, he finally rolls over and stares, unblinkingly at the ceiling, trying to get his bearings.*
Whoever's in here... FUCK!... sorry, uh... I'll be going any second just... jsut give me a minute, all right? I... I need to just heal quickly.
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Post by Vivian Astley on Mar 22, 2004 22:26:18 GMT -5
*jumps slightly at the sudden intrusion but seeing who it is puts down the cup of cocoa she was drinking and quickly rushes to his aid*
Zack, are you alright? What happened to you? You haven't been drinking have you?
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Post by Jeffrey on Mar 22, 2004 22:31:36 GMT -5
*looks around for the source of the noise and finds Viv...*
Man, we always run into each other don't we? It's like it's bloody fated or summat. And for all anybody really knows anymore, I could very well have gotten completely sloshed.
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Post by Vivian Astley on Mar 22, 2004 22:39:55 GMT -5
Something like that, fates funny sometimes.
*helps him over to a chair*
I highly doubt you could get drunk in such a short amount of time
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Post by Jeffrey on Mar 22, 2004 22:48:16 GMT -5
Never know. I'm funny that way.
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Post by Vivian Astley on Mar 22, 2004 22:51:06 GMT -5
Hey, no back quoting. Where were you trying to go anyway?
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Post by Jeffrey on Mar 22, 2004 22:59:43 GMT -5
Somewhere where that rat bastard psychotic couldn't find me. It's a losing battle.
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Post by Vivian Astley on Mar 23, 2004 7:16:56 GMT -5
*frowns*
It's that horrible, huh?
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Post by Jeffrey on Mar 23, 2004 16:22:48 GMT -5
Well, put it this way... It's like trying to hide from someone who'd surgically grafted to you're body.
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Post by Vivian Astley on Mar 23, 2004 16:41:47 GMT -5
*inclines head slightly*
I can see how that would be.
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Post by Jeffrey on Mar 23, 2004 17:03:49 GMT -5
*nods sagely* Exactly.
*smirk* Shall I put in an entrance now?
*closes eyes and rubs the spot between his eyes* I'm not arguing with you now, you scheister bastard.
Oh good. This makes it easier to talk.
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