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Post by Ezriel on Jun 10, 2008 0:06:54 GMT -5
*She looked up at him, suddenly looking very afraid.*
"You mean you think they won't..."
*She wibbled.*
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Post by Crowley on Jun 10, 2008 0:08:26 GMT -5
He frowned, trying his hardest not to look concerned. "Well, I don't know. I haven't been there in literally ages."
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Post by Ezriel on Jun 10, 2008 0:09:55 GMT -5
"But..."
*Her eyes got glassy.*
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Post by Crowley on Jun 10, 2008 0:10:56 GMT -5
"Look, kid, I can't tell you what's going to happen. Maybe you'll make it back, maybe you won't. But here's the thing: once you leave, going back doesn't seem quite as desirable as one would think."
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Post by Ezriel on Jun 10, 2008 0:12:43 GMT -5
*She bit her lip, trying very hard not to think about it.*
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Post by Crowley on Jun 10, 2008 0:15:04 GMT -5
He sighed. "I'm sorry. I can be a bit of a downer sometimes."
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Post by Ezriel on Jun 10, 2008 0:15:56 GMT -5
"Well I guess it is your job."
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Post by Crowley on Jun 10, 2008 0:17:24 GMT -5
"I guess."
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Post by Ezriel on Jun 10, 2008 0:34:42 GMT -5
*He hummed off-key.*
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Post by Crowley on Jun 10, 2008 0:35:31 GMT -5
He looked at the angel. "Hey, do you know any human music?"
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Post by Ezriel on Jun 10, 2008 0:37:56 GMT -5
"Nooooooo..."
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Post by Crowley on Jun 10, 2008 0:40:26 GMT -5
"I've got a pretty good collection of classic rock on my iPod, if you want to hear it."
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Post by Ezriel on Jun 10, 2008 0:41:18 GMT -5
"...iPod?"
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Post by Crowley on Jun 10, 2008 0:41:55 GMT -5
"It's in the car. Want to come?"
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Post by Ezriel on Jun 10, 2008 0:42:34 GMT -5
"Okay!" *She said brightly.*
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