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Post by Seven on Jun 9, 2009 1:24:15 GMT -5
"Well, cant you just work your project at home?"
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Post by The Imfamous AKA on Jun 9, 2009 1:27:07 GMT -5
"No, because they'd follow me there, as well." She rolls her eyes. "Elena is so freaking worried about my "delicate psyche" that she can't tell she's already pushed through my "delicate temper" and I'm about ready to tear her head off." She shakes her head with frustration. "But you don't want to hear all this, so I'll shut up..."
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Post by Seven on Jun 9, 2009 1:29:48 GMT -5
"No, really, I'm more than happy to listen. "He bows his head slightly in laughter. "Though delicate hardly seems like a fitting adjective right now. And perhaps...just slightly patronizing....." he trails off a little, eyes glazing to the distance, before refocusing on Cyn. "But, if that's the case, perhaps you can come to my house to work? I promise to not be too much of a bother, unless my Aunt shows up. Then, I don't know what I can promise." He smiles endearingly.
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Post by The Imfamous AKA on Jun 9, 2009 1:32:14 GMT -5
"Rita is the least of my worries, believe me." She smiles warmly. "And thanks for the offer. I think today I should be fine here, but if they start to follow me here, I might take you up on that offer..."
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Post by Seven on Jun 9, 2009 1:33:09 GMT -5
He nods his head smiling. "Anytime you'd like, just say the word."
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Post by The Imfamous AKA on Jun 9, 2009 1:36:00 GMT -5
"Thanks. You have no idea how generous that is." She grins, before open ing the first book. "I need to actually get some work done on this before Orlin shows up to take me home..."
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Post by Seven on Jun 9, 2009 9:05:02 GMT -5
He nods again. "Sure thing Cyn. I should get going myself. Good luck your project."
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Post by The Imfamous AKA on Jun 9, 2009 13:04:32 GMT -5
She smiles widely. "Have a good one," she promptly immerses herself into an obnoxiously large book.
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Post by Seven on Jun 9, 2009 13:12:54 GMT -5
Hadrian then turns to leave.
((Was that what were you were wanting?))
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Post by The Imfamous AKA on Jun 9, 2009 13:35:40 GMT -5
((I just wanted to bring him in. Sorry. We cna go back to the mountain now))
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Post by Seven on Jun 9, 2009 13:37:14 GMT -5
((Ok then. That's fine.))
I take it that about an hour has passed at this point, snacking more or less done?
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Post by The Imfamous AKA on Jun 9, 2009 13:38:41 GMT -5
Except perhaps dessert.... *shifty eyes*
Radar grins as he places the plates back into the side pockets of the cooler. "Still hungry?"
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Post by Seven on Jun 9, 2009 13:43:25 GMT -5
Dessert.
"Well, I'm ok, but I take your words as an implication that there is more?"
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Post by The Imfamous AKA on Jun 9, 2009 13:46:34 GMT -5
"Always," he replies wholeheartedly. He reaches into the cooler and pulls out a small package of chocolate.
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Post by Seven on Jun 9, 2009 13:48:48 GMT -5
"Chocolate, hmm?" She says, leaning against him slightly.
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