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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by Trashcan Jesus:
10/29/2016 11:34:14 PM
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[i]He recoiled at her poking him in the side, almost moving for a non-existent knife at his hip. Noticing this, he seemed concerned, and stopped himself.[/i]
Training... Christ I can't get that out of my system...
Ok, so...
[i]He thought for a moment, staring back up at the ceiling.[/i]
Why did you go back to Angel City? You could've stayed away and never gone back to deal with any of that, and yet you did.
[i]That was something that legitimately interested him. Why did she go back? [/i]
English
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"No. You're fine here. Just don't hog the blankets." [i] A small smile crossed her lips as she talked, her voice changing to a rather exotic sounding accent. Almost like a cross between British and Australian, where the speech had a lilting quality and the R's weren't quite rolled, but they were accented. [/i]
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To think someone wanted to take that away from you... [i]He folded his hands beneath his head, laying back and enjoying the comforts of a real bed for the time being. [/i]
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"Yeah.." [i] She says quietly, laying back and resting her head next to Jackson's, draping her arm across his chest. [/i]
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[i]He leaned his head to hers, and placed a hand atop hers, closing his eyes.[/i]
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(End.)
