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Post by Richard on Jun 18, 2007 12:46:01 GMT -5
"Risking myself? They can't touch me."
((Stop! Richard time!))
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Post by Anne on Jun 18, 2007 13:00:44 GMT -5
"You're not all-powerful, Dickon. One day you may go too far."
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Post by Richard on Jun 18, 2007 13:02:56 GMT -5
"For God's sake, woman, what else am I to do then? It's difficult feeling necessary when one has nothing to do!"
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Post by Anne on Jun 18, 2007 13:05:11 GMT -5
"You've got me! If you want to meddle in things that don't concern you and risk leaving me to deal with the fallout all by myself, fine. Just fine." *She stood up and went to the door.*
"I wish you luck."
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Post by Richard on Jun 18, 2007 13:07:46 GMT -5
"Anne, wait-"
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Post by Anne on Jun 18, 2007 13:08:30 GMT -5
"...yes?" *she sounded so tired.*
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Post by Richard on Jun 18, 2007 13:09:52 GMT -5
"It's about Katherine," Richard finally admitted.
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Post by Anne on Jun 18, 2007 13:11:08 GMT -5
"Really?" *she said with flat sarcasm.* "I would never have guessed."
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Post by Richard on Jun 18, 2007 13:12:26 GMT -5
"I could have helped her, and I just stood back and watched. I'm not going to let that happen again. Lord Blakeney should have my papers-"
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Post by Anne on Jun 18, 2007 13:16:14 GMT -5
"Saving another will not bring her back--I know that's what you want, but that's not how things work, Richard! Best to leave others to sort out their own problems."
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Post by Richard on Jun 18, 2007 13:20:05 GMT -5
"Then perhaps I should have let George put you in that convent and let you 'sort it out'," Richard said coldly.
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Post by Anne on Jun 18, 2007 13:22:07 GMT -5
*Anne first turned very pale, then scarlet.*
"I think I saw a pie-shop that was hiring. Goodbye, Richard." *she spat, wrenching open the door and leaving the inn, shuddering the walls as she slammed it behind her.*
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Post by Richard on Jun 18, 2007 13:27:11 GMT -5
((What now?))
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Post by Anne on Jun 18, 2007 13:29:09 GMT -5
((Anne goes to work in a pie shop.))
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