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Post by Tear Grants on Aug 31, 2013 13:03:29 GMT -6
She walked up to the table and took a fork. She took a piece of something and ate it before setting the fork down and walking off.
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Post by Hikaru Corday on Aug 31, 2013 13:05:42 GMT -6
Hikaru frowned. A weaker man would have given up right then and there, but Hikaru was not a weak man.
He was a Corday and a Corday never gives up.
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Post by Tear Grants on Aug 31, 2013 13:07:47 GMT -6
"You're right," she said, "It smelled good, and was good." Despite that, she kept going.
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Post by Hikaru Corday on Aug 31, 2013 13:21:10 GMT -6
"Then why not sit down and have some more?" he shouted, not leaving his seat.
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Post by Tear Grants on Aug 31, 2013 13:22:17 GMT -6
"Because I'm not interested," she told him.
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Post by Hikaru Corday on Aug 31, 2013 13:26:37 GMT -6
He frowned, "Anything I can do to change your mind then?"
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Post by Tear Grants on Aug 31, 2013 13:29:02 GMT -6
"That's up to you to figure out," she told him.
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Post by Hikaru Corday on Aug 31, 2013 13:35:31 GMT -6
He crossed his arms and sighed.
"You're a hard person to figure out."
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Post by Tear Grants on Aug 31, 2013 13:36:37 GMT -6
"I try," she said.
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Post by Hikaru Corday on Aug 31, 2013 13:39:56 GMT -6
[Good place to end?]
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Post by Noa Clarke/Sierra Forrester on Aug 31, 2013 13:41:08 GMT -6
Yeah
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