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Posted: Sat Feb 21, 2009 8:58 pm
Moe looked up at hhim, smiling sweetly. "I'm sorry if my work hass led to me being cold recently..."
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Posted: Sat Feb 21, 2009 9:03 pm
"What work?" Caleb questioned.
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Posted: Sat Feb 21, 2009 9:05 pm
Moe blushed. "M-Me making andd selling bullets..."
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Posted: Sat Feb 21, 2009 9:24 pm
"I had not noticed any difference." Caleb replied.
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Posted: Sat Feb 21, 2009 9:26 pm
Moe looked away. "O-Oh, I'm sorry, then..."
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Posted: Sat Feb 21, 2009 9:33 pm
"For what?" Caleb gave another question.
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Posted: Sat Feb 21, 2009 9:36 pm
Moe looked up at him. "For thinking you were worried or sad when you weren't. I have a bad habit of doing that..."
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Posted: Sat Feb 21, 2009 9:42 pm
"...It is a wasted energy to linger on a subject that had no start to give it no end." Caleb replied.
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Posted: Sat Feb 21, 2009 9:44 pm
Moe nodded. "Yes, sir." She then paused, and then took her hands off of him. "Oh, oops. I should, uh, get to work on the dishes." She ran back upstairs, embarassed.
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Posted: Sat Feb 21, 2009 9:57 pm
Caleb followed her to the threshold of the door, then closed it, he walked back to the study. Quickly, he removed his robe and shirt once again.
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Posted: Sat Feb 21, 2009 9:58 pm
Moe fed Marche more lettuce, and then went to lseep on her bed, full form food.
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Posted: Sat Feb 21, 2009 10:11 pm
Caleb obtained a scalpel from the pitch nothing in the room. The faint candles trying to fight the ebony that coated the walls of the room in a desperate attempt to keep the gentle flames alive. The metal bit into the night stitching, opening tired wounds. Knowing the outcome, Caleb looked at reopened wound, the discolored flesh mocked him and the foul blood leaked out.
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Posted: Sat Feb 21, 2009 10:12 pm
Moe continued to sleep, and Marche, breaking outt of his cage, made himself her eyemask again.
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Posted: Sat Feb 21, 2009 10:20 pm
Caleb began to sow the wound shut again, tying off the cord and breaking it with the same shining pain used to open it. He lifted himself out of the chair. He placed the shirt and robe back onto his body. His right pointer and thumb extended from the robe and smothered the light from the candles.
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Posted: Sat Feb 21, 2009 10:23 pm
Moe began to lightly snore, and Marchhe chhirped.
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