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Post by Erik on May 6, 2008 16:57:45 GMT -5
*Erik had been following Richard around, cataloging every touch, every look, every untoward thought he thought he could detect emanating from that crooked body.
Richard would pay. Erik was not yet sure how--though Julian might come into play. But for now, Erik would watch. And wait.
For now, Richard was just sitting, which was boring on top of the fact that Erik hated him, which make him boring and hateful and not fantastic company. Erik paced before the fire, waiting for some new horror to arise that he could react to.
He slowly came into view.*
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Post by Richard on May 6, 2008 16:59:23 GMT -5
"I was wondering when this would happen," Richard sighed.
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Post by Erik on May 6, 2008 17:19:38 GMT -5
*Erik started, arguably more surprised by Richard seeing him than Richard was.*
"You!" *he cried, as if he hadn't been following the man around for days.* "How dare you abuse my Pina in this manner?"
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Post by Richard on May 6, 2008 17:21:24 GMT -5
"Abuse her?"
He stood up, doing his best to overcome the fact that, in his Suethor's head at least, he was about a foot shorter than Erik.
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Post by Erik on May 6, 2008 17:32:00 GMT -5
*Erik towered over Richard, his wrath making him look even taller.*
"Yes! Abuse her! You touched her, you filthy limey bastard. That's my daughter!"
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Post by Richard on May 6, 2008 17:34:41 GMT -5
"And what of it? You poisoned her mind against the entire world!" Richard shouted back, his temper already failing him.
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Post by Erik on May 6, 2008 17:42:13 GMT -5
"I? I?" *Erik roared.* "Her mother made her wear a veil! That was none of Erik's doing. I wish only to protect her from cradle robbers such as yourself. It was her mother who kept her from me as she grew up, who spirited her away too young for Erik to know his own daughter... Pina is far too good for you, and I will not have you use her and cast her aside as you so clearly intend to, with your flattery and your false sympathy!"
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Post by Richard on May 6, 2008 17:44:21 GMT -5
"False sympa- what!?"
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Post by Erik on May 6, 2008 17:51:25 GMT -5
*Erik gestured vaguely to Richard's body.*
"Oh! I'm ugly! Oh, my leg is gimpy! I lean to one side! I'm the only one who can understand your pain!"
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Post by Richard on May 6, 2008 17:57:10 GMT -5
"Oh! Oh! I'm miraculously no longer a sodding noseless animated cadaver, but I'm not going to let that stand in the way of my being an absolute tosser!" Richard shouted, waving his hands in what looked vaguely like an impression of Erik if you stood back about five feet and tilted your head.
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Post by Erik on May 6, 2008 18:00:45 GMT -5
*Erik was standing 2 feet away.*
"Erik has no idea what you're doing."
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Post by Richard on May 6, 2008 18:03:25 GMT -5
"I'm being you. You were being me, so I was being you."
When Erik didn't move, Richard looked incredulous.
"How can you not tell when when you're being impersonated!?"
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Post by Erik on May 6, 2008 18:10:45 GMT -5
"I don't have a mirror, do I?" *Erik demanded, waving his arms about.* "Julian does it better," *he muttered,* "But that's not the point! The point is you--"
*He jabbed Richard in the chest.*
"Can't."
*Jab.*
"Touch."
*Jab jab.*
"My daughter."
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Post by Richard on May 6, 2008 18:12:58 GMT -5
"Ha! Ha! I'm using The Internet! There you are! You see! Waving your arms! You see? Like this! Waving your arms!" Richard did something that would have been likely considered a dance craze in the sixties but was actually another badly excuted attempt at imitating Erik's arm-waving. (( ))
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Post by Erik on May 6, 2008 18:18:44 GMT -5
*Erik looked at his upraised arms, then at Richard's.*
"No, no. You're doing it all wrong. You can't jerk about like that. Fluid, see?"
*Erik demonstrated his quite elegant method of throwing himself about like an utter lunatic. He had the absurd sense memory of the smell of the communard passage behind Christine's mirror during lessons.*
"Your arms are an extension of your body, not implements."
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