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 Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2007 11:36 am
"I chust figured Jack-a** vould try sometink, so I vanted to be ready for him. That, and I like beink outside, in the fresh air. This is no day for sittink inside, you know."
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2007 11:55 am
[Oh, he boxed himself into that, didn't he...]
Rosalind giggled. "I don't think he's really that bad... I'm sure he'll improve." [Hah!]
"Let's go outside, then." [We're in, yes?]
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2007 11:59 am
"Improve? Ja, he'll improve. He'll improve the day Jabba der Hutt brings sexy back. Sure, let's go in."
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2007 12:07 pm
[Hee hee hee]
Rosalind laughed again and began to walk.
[In?]
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2007 12:09 pm
(Ja.)
He looked around warily, just in case Jack happened to be hiding somewhere.
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2007 12:30 pm
"Oh, don't let him do that to you. You're invincible, it seems. You needn't worry."
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2007 12:39 pm
"Invincible? Nein. Too much heat would destroy me. Along vith an entire city block, but you get the picture, ja? Still, Jack seems like the type to go that far..."
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2007 12:55 pm
Rosalind nodded sadly. "Have you seen the green house, yet?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2007 1:06 pm
He took up a pensive position. "Hmmm... Seeink yellow haus... red haus... blue and white haus... No. I have not seen a green haus."
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2007 1:25 pm
Rosalind stifled laughter with her left hand but then grabbed his wrist with her right.
"Come, I want to show you."
[Eek! I'm making Rosalind far too bold...]
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2007 1:33 pm
(No, no! This is a welcome change! Usually your characters are far too timid! Explore this new boldness!)
"Alright." He let himself be dragged to the large glass shed. Upon seeing the plants inside, he smacked himself in the forehead. "Oh! Of course! You meant a gartenhaus! Silly me!"
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2007 1:39 pm
Jack was a wreck. He was up all night, but in the end found nothing. If someone talked to him, he broke their wrist. He had already set seven houses on fire to try to make himself feel better, to no avail.
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2007 1:41 pm
(Ah, soon it will be time for that 'fight club' element...)
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2007 2:16 pm
He saw Vlad going into the greenhouse. Never liked that place, Jack thought. He set it on fire and ran.
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2007 2:23 pm
"Gragh! That dumkopf! Jack! You coward!!! Fight like a man!!!" He turned into his liquid state and... uhhhh... 'ran' all over the place, quenching the fire. He looked at the flowers when he finished, and shed a tear. All that remained were scorched skeletons of plants, charred into a hideous black glass. "Why? Why must such beauty be vanquished in it's prime!"
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