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Post by Koops on Nov 30, 2007 0:56:10 GMT -5
"I ain't a clue, boss." John replied with a grin and then sat down for a moment on the table, arms crossing and legs crossing. Frigging paperwork, boss shouldn't even be getting this much. Master Death is just piling it onto him.
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Post by Milk on Nov 30, 2007 0:59:56 GMT -5
Jason continued to fill it out, thinking, Wow there is a lot of people dying today... He didn't realize that Death was dumping some of his load onto the newbie.
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Post by Koops on Nov 30, 2007 1:02:31 GMT -5
Should I tell him or shouldn't I? Naw... Maybe he'll figure it out in a few months or so. He thought to himself and kept on going, he had been doing the work very fast, having done it for more then a few centuries before this.
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Post by Milk on Nov 30, 2007 1:06:00 GMT -5
Jason was taking his time to make sure everything was neat and tidy and organized as he went from paper to paper to paper. "Hey....Should I normally be getting this much?" he asked after another hour.
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Post by Koops on Nov 30, 2007 1:08:24 GMT -5
John looked at him for a minutes, stopping his work and thinking for a moment. "Hell no, you should only be getting about... I dunno. You should only be getting aboutless then one half of this." He said with a grin. "I guess Master Death likes you. He's been in the job forever almost, him and Big Red are pretty tough guys."
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Post by Milk on Nov 30, 2007 1:09:57 GMT -5
"Oh...So Death is dumping his load on me?" he asked, frowning but still doing his work. He didn't mind too much, just that he felt it was unfair to have this much while Death got an...well, both had hard loads.
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Post by Koops on Nov 30, 2007 1:20:37 GMT -5
"Actually no, this is barely a fourth of what he gets... He is Death after all, he gets the big mans load and some of the guards loads to. He's always writing, i'm surprised the rickiy old wrist of his hasn't fallen off." John said with a gruff laugh, writing still hapily, he had a huge pile beside, well two almost now.
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Post by Milk on Nov 30, 2007 1:22:56 GMT -5
((night))
Jason nodded. "Okay then..." He forgave. And their wrists could fall off? He wondered how long it'd be till his wrist would constantly be sore.
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Post by Koops on Nov 30, 2007 1:27:20 GMT -5
((night))
He nodded his head and kept on working very hard until every piece of paperwork was gone from the table. Grinning he gave a yawn. "Well, looks like i'm going to be heading off now. Find somethin' to do for Master Death and such, more paperwork." John said, he gave Jason a salute and was off.
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Post by Milk on Nov 30, 2007 16:42:17 GMT -5
Jason nodded and kept on working until 7, when he showered, ate, brushed his teeth and went to bed with the TV on. He was exhausted, and ready for Arden to get her memories back. He liked her even without the ones of him.
((ff to when she gets 'em back, or did you have something planned?))
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Post by Koops on Nov 30, 2007 20:54:39 GMT -5
John left and found something to do with himself.
((I dunno. Lol. I don't think I have any ideas... I'm trying to think about how her memories return, but let's fast forward anyways. XD))
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Post by Milk on Nov 30, 2007 21:01:18 GMT -5
((okay))
FF- 2 months later...
It had been 4 months since Arden lost her memory. He was expecting her to remember any day now. Over the months that had past, they'd spent a lot of time together and did many things that didn't hurt her in any way or take advantage of her. He'd been asked that by a friend if he'd done anything like that. He was at teh shop, working, at the moment.
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Post by Koops on Nov 30, 2007 22:32:38 GMT -5
Arden had seen Jason a lot, begining to remember things quicker and more and more. She was becoming used to dizziness and headaches and finally she remembered Donvin, Cole all of her friends and mike. At the moment she was laying on her couch, after having had extremem nauestia and dizzy spells. The woman had thrown up and was now letting the last of all of her memory return.
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Post by Milk on Nov 30, 2007 22:34:15 GMT -5
Jason came over later that evening to see how Arden was. It had been 4 days since they're last meeting. He had with him some ginger ale, having a feeling that she was not feeling too well for some reason. He knocked softly on her door.
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Post by Koops on Nov 30, 2007 22:47:19 GMT -5
Groaning softly she rolled off ofthe couch, hitting the floor roughly, staying there for awhile and mumbled and weakly pushed herself up. Stumbling to the door she unlocked it and opened it, her eyes were red rimmed from exhaustion and pain. "Jason!" She yelled though, perking up and then jumping onto him, her arms wrapping around his neck.
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