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Post by Toby on Feb 19, 2007 17:38:38 GMT -5
((I still say, there's no way you can prove they're his. All Johnny has to do is bring up your dad, and he'll get off))
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Post by Shira on Feb 19, 2007 17:39:16 GMT -5
((I know, but when does John ever do anything clever?))
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Post by Toby on Feb 19, 2007 17:43:01 GMT -5
((We'll see. I don't suspect he'll stick around for long after learning your deep dark secret. ))
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Post by Shira on Feb 19, 2007 17:44:25 GMT -5
((Renn promised she'd keep John around a LITTLE while, so that the kiddies can know him a bit. And so he can continue making me laugh.))
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Post by Toby on Feb 19, 2007 17:47:35 GMT -5
((I bet he'll still be sleeping around, though.))
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Post by Shira on Feb 19, 2007 17:49:14 GMT -5
((You know, he actually DID have a bastard child.))
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Post by Toby on Feb 19, 2007 17:51:19 GMT -5
((And did he stay with the mother? ))
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Post by Shira on Feb 19, 2007 17:53:11 GMT -5
((I don't think he even knew the child existed. ;D))
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Post by John Wilkes Booth on Feb 19, 2007 18:23:01 GMT -5
((What are you two doing having fun without me? D: ))
John rushed to the door and opened it.
"Shira? Are you alright?"
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Post by Sydney on Feb 19, 2007 18:26:36 GMT -5
((Once you're done here, Sydney'll be waiting in the bar. )
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Post by Shira on Feb 19, 2007 18:27:40 GMT -5
((Oh, teh fun of it all!))
Come inside, I have a lot to say.
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Post by John Wilkes Booth on Feb 19, 2007 18:33:37 GMT -5
John ushered Shira into the room, going over in his head what could have happened so soon.
"What happened?"
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Post by Shira on Feb 19, 2007 18:34:57 GMT -5
*sigh* Before I tell you the more important thing, there's something I should tell you about myself. Something that might make you hate me.
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Post by John Wilkes Booth on Feb 19, 2007 18:39:52 GMT -5
"What are you talking about?" John asked, dripping charm. "There is nothing you could do to make me hate you, my dear!"
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Post by Shira on Feb 19, 2007 18:47:08 GMT -5
*sigh* Please remember that I love you and am not like my family before I tell you this.
I-I'm... My father... *sits down*
My father is Abraham Lincoln's long lost brother. And Shira is only a fake name I took after I ran away. I'm Amelia Lincoln, in reality.
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