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Post by Milk on Apr 29, 2007 17:07:08 GMT -5
Megan laughed. "I don't care what it's made of, as long as it tastes good. Besides, beef hot dogs are the only good ones. I had a turkey dog once, and it made me sick. Turkey is good, but not as a hot dog." she replied. "My brother won't touch hot dogs much either, unless there the only thing to eat at the moment."
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Post by Koops on Apr 29, 2007 17:09:58 GMT -5
He nodded his head "I only eat them if there the only thing around or when my stomach starts to digest itself." Cyrus's hand twitched toward his stomach slightly from remembrance. "Sorry about earlier." Cyrus stated.
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Post by Milk on Apr 29, 2007 17:11:06 GMT -5
Megan cocked her head to the side. "Which time? 'Cause I got a bruise from the first time, and a pretty high adrenaline rush from the last time." she asked.
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Post by Koops on Apr 29, 2007 17:14:11 GMT -5
"Both times. And does that bruise hurt?" Cyrus asked while looking away from the sky and over to Megan.
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Post by Milk on Apr 29, 2007 17:15:29 GMT -5
"You're forgiven. I've seen stuff like that before, just not recently. It kinda surprised me to see it again...and of course it hurts! You were going to break my arm!" she replied, sticking her tongue out childishly.
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Post by Koops on Apr 29, 2007 17:19:21 GMT -5
Cyrus rolled his eyes and shook his head, declining that he was trying to break her arm. "I asn't going to break your arm I was picking you up and I was angry so my grip tightened." He explained quietly to her.
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Post by Milk on Apr 29, 2007 17:20:28 GMT -5
Megan chuckled. "I'm sure you weren't, I'm just being dramatic. But it felt like it." she explained.
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Post by Koops on Apr 29, 2007 17:25:31 GMT -5
"I bet it felt like it." He chuckled again and folded his arms behind his head with a grin on his face.
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Post by Milk on Apr 29, 2007 17:26:41 GMT -5
Megan stared at him for a moment, then turned her gaze elsewhere. "How come you killed that boy?" she asked, her tone serious.
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Post by Koops on Apr 29, 2007 17:31:41 GMT -5
Cyrus's eyes wandered over too Megan's form and he stared at her for a few moments. "I'm an assassin. I was payed to do it." He looked back over to some kids playing and watched them.
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Post by Milk on Apr 29, 2007 17:33:34 GMT -5
Megan nodded. "Do they ever tell you why?" she asked, looking at him. She followed his gaze to some kids and crinkled her nose. Megan doesn't like kids very much.
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Post by Koops on Apr 29, 2007 17:52:44 GMT -5
He shrugged and looked away from the kids and over to Megan "If it's someone big. Then I tell them to tell me but if it's someone that they themselves have a grudge with they don't tell me." Cyrus let his arms come unfolded from behind his head.
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Post by Milk on Apr 29, 2007 17:53:52 GMT -5
Megan nodded. "How come you do it?" she asked, eyes leaving the kids. She looked at Cyrus curiously. "Do you enjoy doing it? Do you get a lot of money?"
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Post by Koops on Apr 29, 2007 17:56:27 GMT -5
"I enjoy doing it. And I do also get a lot of money. I know it sounds wrong and everything but it's what I do." Cyrus stated as he watched Megan for a few seconds and then looked away again.
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Post by Milk on Apr 29, 2007 17:58:17 GMT -5
Megan shrugged. "Whatever. I enjoy what I do, and it's not exactly the right thing either." she replied. He didn't answer my first question, but I won't press him. Megan thought to herself. "So how are you? I don't think we've asked any formal type questions or whatever they're called."
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