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Post by Marishka on Sept 20, 2008 23:12:28 GMT -5
"Herbert, put me down," *she laughed.*
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Sept 20, 2008 23:19:12 GMT -5
"We haven't seen each other properly in ages. No."
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Post by Marishka on Sept 21, 2008 20:15:08 GMT -5
"Herberrrt!" *she whined,* "You're so mean to me- put me down this minute!"
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Sept 21, 2008 20:24:01 GMT -5
"If you're going to be like that, then fine, be like that." he said in mock offense before setting her back on the bed, crossing his arms and looking away for all of ten seconds or so. Almost instantly, he turned around again and hugged her on the bed.
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Post by Marishka on Sept 21, 2008 20:51:58 GMT -5
*She hugged him back carefully. But not carefully enough, it seemed. She winced a little and swatted at him, then clutched her bandaged shoulder.*
"Ow, get off-"
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Sept 21, 2008 20:59:56 GMT -5
"Are you all right? Did I hurt you? Is the wound deeper than it looks? Is your vision compromised in any way? Are you hallucina-"
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Post by Marishka on Sept 21, 2008 21:05:26 GMT -5
"I'm fine- hush."
"Really," *she added for emphasis when he didn't look all that convinced.*
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Sept 21, 2008 21:08:23 GMT -5
He sighed and kissed her forehead.
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Post by Marishka on Sept 21, 2008 21:48:07 GMT -5
*She rolled her eyes at him but couldn't help but smile.*
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Sept 21, 2008 21:58:05 GMT -5
"So the color scheme du jour is purple, I see," Herbert observed, a note of fondness in his voice. "Quite bewitching of you."
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Post by Marishka on Sept 22, 2008 17:00:15 GMT -5
*She grinned.*
"Mhm. Aloysia says it makes me look like a cheap whore," *she said proudly.*
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Sept 22, 2008 17:49:31 GMT -5
"She would say that," Herbert sniffed.
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Post by Marishka on Sept 24, 2008 20:58:52 GMT -5
"Well, yes."
*She shrugged*
"But she says that not matter what I wear."
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Sept 24, 2008 21:47:15 GMT -5
"Which is why I've told you a thousand times not to listen to the old bitch," Herbert said warmly, stroking her wig carefully to allow her head to feel it without him mussing it.
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Post by Marishka on Sept 24, 2008 22:05:21 GMT -5
"I don't listen to her. I haven't since I was a hundred- you know that," *she said rolling her eyes. She shifted a little and her wig slipped- she straightened it with an annoyed sigh.*
*It had almost been too small for Aziraphale to notice, but he frowned a little. She was wearing a wig? Well- that would explain the purple...*
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