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Post by Super Awesome on Aug 25, 2009 22:52:23 GMT -5
"Common, it's child-locked, and the window isn't going to break. Stoppit." Zander sighed as he put the car into gear. "You really want to get killed vs come with me to the next city hide out a month or two and then come back to the dump you call your life?"
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Post by Milk on Aug 25, 2009 22:54:56 GMT -5
She twitched, stopping her struggles and glaring at him for a few moments before softening and slumping down. She pulled her seatbelt on and sulked for a moment, then became indifferent in thought. "What do you mean by wolves?" she asked, assuming his question had been rhetorical.
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Post by Super Awesome on Aug 25, 2009 23:00:07 GMT -5
Zander stiffened. He couldn't believe he let that slip. Must have been the silver. "Uh, I was being retorical. The people around here." He was cursing inside hoping that she bought it.
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Post by Milk on Aug 25, 2009 23:02:58 GMT -5
She made a face before shrugging. "Okay if you say so...I guess..." she mumbled, scratching her neck where her scar was. Crystal looked out the window silently, frowning deeply. God...What had she gotten herself into? And what was he? She couldn't hear his thoughts.
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