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Post by Seven on Jan 30, 2009 17:08:29 GMT -5
He knocks on the door. "Aka...?" he coos softly.
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Post by The Imfamous AKA on Jan 30, 2009 17:09:18 GMT -5
Kellen fades out next to him, tapping his foot impatiently.
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Post by Seven on Jan 30, 2009 17:10:06 GMT -5
Tall blinks, stepping aside as he gazes at Kellen.
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Post by The Imfamous AKA on Jan 30, 2009 17:10:53 GMT -5
Kellen raises an eyebrow, moving his hand in a circular pattern, the message clearly, 'get on with it...'
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Post by Seven on Jan 30, 2009 17:14:29 GMT -5
Tall opens the door, assuming it's not locked from the inside out.
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Post by The Imfamous AKA on Jan 30, 2009 17:15:25 GMT -5
Which it is. Kellen sighs, shaking his head sadly, then fading out.
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Post by Seven on Jan 30, 2009 17:16:29 GMT -5
He steps in, his face solemn and meek. "Aka?"
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Post by The Imfamous AKA on Jan 30, 2009 17:17:38 GMT -5
It was locked from the inside. Hence the 'which it was'.
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Post by Seven on Jan 30, 2009 17:22:49 GMT -5
((Oh, sorry, my bad.))
"Aka, please open the door."
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Post by The Imfamous AKA on Jan 30, 2009 17:23:44 GMT -5
Kellen fades back next to him, shaking his head.
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Post by Seven on Jan 30, 2009 17:35:50 GMT -5
"Ok, I'll leave..." Tall says, getting the message this time.
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Post by The Imfamous AKA on Jan 30, 2009 17:36:39 GMT -5
Kellen nods, fading back out.
At the top of the stairs, Darad waits on the back of the couch. "I told you."
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Post by Seven on Jan 30, 2009 17:39:05 GMT -5
"I get it, I get it, I'm not needed..." he rolls his eyes. "But I am worried..." he says with a sigh.
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Post by The Imfamous AKA on Jan 30, 2009 17:40:30 GMT -5
Darad rolls his eyes. "She's not like you. She doesn't lock herself in there indefinately. As soon as Kellen goes through her god-awful list of fuck-ups, she'll be fine..."
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Post by Seven on Jan 30, 2009 17:41:04 GMT -5
"Alright, alright, you win."
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