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 Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 5:22 pm
[[I think I was very little, I dont really remember. I remember a game where most of it was stupid irrelevant minigames though.]]
Moé leaned over, lightly phasepressing her lips against his ear.
"Oh Sir," she whispered, "you're so very, very attractive..."
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 6:33 pm
((....That can be a lot of games then. XD))
Caleb looked at her, tilting his head slightly to the right. "...Nevermind."
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 6:36 pm
[[yeah...
Random, but my favorite AiW disney scene is the Mad Watch one.]]
Moé looked away, and then went to sit in her little stool.
"...I'm sorry if I make you uncomfortable."
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 6:44 pm
"...No, it was nothing." Caleb replied.
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 6:47 pm
Moé scooted her stool over and laid her head on his lap, resting.
"Okay... sir..."
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2009 11:09 am
Caleb looked down at her. Then back up and took his tea cup, drinking some.
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2009 11:11 am
Moé had a slight nightmare, and it shhook her awake.
"Nnngh..."
She rubbed her eyes with her hands as she sat up.
"There was a clown in my dream, and she was pretty, but somehow she was scary."
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2009 11:23 am
Caleb looked at her, finishing the cup of tea. "....Does this happen often?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2009 2:55 pm
Moé blinked.
"A-A little. She's been appearing my dreams a lot, I dunno why."
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2009 4:23 pm
".....Dreams are not meant to be fully understood." Caleb replied.
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2009 4:28 pm
Moé looked somewhat frightened.
"B-But she's been described in the Muse's books before as 'the spotted weasel', and she works for her father the white rabbit. She's a real person..."
She tilted her head, still thinking.
"That Muse and his symbolism..."
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2009 4:58 pm
Caleb let out a small, unnoticeable sigh. He poured himself another cup of tea.
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2009 5:05 pm
Moé shrugged.
"She only appeared in one book..."
She yawned.
"...and she was someone''s sister or something.... weird...."
She fell asleep again.
~*~
There was a man sitting rather blandly in what was a judge's bench instead of a throne. His appearance was odd, but he was very much so human-looking.
"Jill..."
A teenage-looking girl sat in the witness stand.
"Yes?"
"Loki's sister is in the land of dreams. Tend to her, if you would please."
She took out a series of puppetry sticks, piano wire, and a voodoo doll.
"Yes, Daddy. We can tell Loki that his murder of her will be justified, right?"
"There is no need of such. It is eternally justified to kill any hellspawn of that horrible woman."
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2009 5:12 pm
Caleb shook off the feeling. He took another long sip of tea.
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2009 5:19 pm
Jill began to quite artfully manipulate her experiment, as if Moé was a marionette.
~*~
Moé seemed to awake, and, walking into her room to be alone, her controlled hand picked up a hand saw.
Jill directed Moé to cut off her own arm, in hopes that the bloodloss would make for an easy death.
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