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George: "Hmmm how about.... Chris?" George asked, ignoring him entirely. "Oooor Recas? Rory maybe??" Ariv: "Well this is a partly troublesome demonic inconvenience," Ariv murmured as he turned and tried to walk back to the house. |
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Recas: he shrugged chewing on his lip. "I really don't mind what you call me George, you could call me bitch and I'd still answer you."
(?): Yea he couldn't get back in, things were moving when he was walking, he just didn't seem to get anywhere. Like the house kept moving backwards as he went forwards. "You're not going to get anywhere like that~" a small girls voice could be heard. |
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George: “Well I am absolutely not gonna call you that!!” George burst, almost hurt that Lucas would suggest that. “Hmmm… Let’s go with Recus. That way, it’s similar to your old names!! Even though it’s kinda a ship name…” Ariv: “If I am not going to get anywhere like this-” Ariv spun around in the direction of the voice- “would you mind telling me what is?” |
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Sorry if I am a little on and off tonight!!! >~< |
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That's alright!! Don't apologize!! |
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Recas: he grumbled. "But I don't like my 'old names' I don't want anyone to associate me too much with Lucas and Red. It feels wrong, like I'm stealing from them."
Alice: she smiled holding out her hand. "Follow me, I can take you out of here. You can trust me." She held a bloody teddy bear. The two dolls clutched onto Ariv just a little more tightly. |
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George: “Hmmm… Chris’ll do then!” George smiled with complete understanding before kissing his fiancé’s cheek sweetly. Ariv: “Somehow, strangely enough really,” Ariv spoke tapping a finger to his cheek, “I don’t fully trust you seeing as how, not only am I in a timeloop forest with bodies hanging from whispering trees, you are a, no offense, creepy and dead girl with a bloody toy.” |
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Well too bad because I did apologize!! >:P Aaaanyways! How are you?? |
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Chris: he huffed looking away. "Fine, thank you George." He chewed on his lip not knowing what else to do or say. This wasn't something he was prepared for, he hadn't planned for George to actually want to be with him. Alice: she giggled again. "Well, I'm not really dead if I'm standing in front of you right now, am I?" She reaches for his hand again. "But you don't really have a choice right now, unless you'd like to stand there and rot." |
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I'm okay I guess. Mother is being kind of a bitch today. But other then that I guess I'm fine. How are you?? |
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