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Post by Eleanor on Mar 17, 2008 15:15:31 GMT -5
"Well, if that's the way you want it..."
*She sighed*
"'arder job than you thought?"
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Post by Steerpike on Mar 17, 2008 15:16:25 GMT -5
"It's... not... the job..."
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Post by Eleanor on Mar 17, 2008 15:18:15 GMT -5
"Sorry, love. Didn't mean to upset you."
*She stood and went over to him*
"You know, you can tell me anything..."
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Post by Steerpike on Mar 17, 2008 15:20:30 GMT -5
He sat up, smiling bitterly.
"It's the queen. I though I saw the queen..."
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Post by Eleanor on Mar 17, 2008 15:22:40 GMT -5
*She reached out, putting a hand on his shoulder*
"It's not real, Steerpike. Just your imagination. And if it was..."
*She smiled*
"I'd be there to protect you."
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Post by Steerpike on Mar 17, 2008 15:23:46 GMT -5
"I don't want you to protect me! I'm not- I'm not Toby, for God's sake-"
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Post by Eleanor on Mar 17, 2008 15:26:05 GMT -5
"You don't 'ave to tell me that."
*She arched a brow*
"If you were Toby, you wouldn't 'ave killed 'er. We'd still be at the pie shop, strugglin' for money. You wouldn't be an 'eartless bastard, an' I wouldn't love you."
*She turned back to the bed*
"But I still want to 'elp."
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Post by Steerpike on Mar 17, 2008 15:29:52 GMT -5
"These demons, you said..."
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Post by Eleanor on Mar 17, 2008 15:30:53 GMT -5
"And that's all I know about 'em. The elves may not like us, but they'll still do their best."
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Post by Steerpike on Mar 17, 2008 15:32:08 GMT -5
"Can they kill someone who's already dead!?" he burst out frantically.
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Post by Eleanor on Mar 17, 2008 15:33:04 GMT -5
"Don't ask me, dear. I'd be more concerned about the living..."
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Post by Steerpike on Mar 17, 2008 15:37:00 GMT -5
"They're only living. They can be killed... and killed in ways that look... not like that..."
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Post by Eleanor on Mar 17, 2008 15:37:47 GMT -5
"You feeling guilty, or just frightened?"
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Post by Steerpike on Mar 17, 2008 15:38:52 GMT -5
"I don't even know..." he sighed, leaning forward and grabbing at his hair.
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Post by Eleanor on Mar 17, 2008 15:41:00 GMT -5
*She looked at him sadly*
"Steerpike, I love you. I'm not scared of demons, I'm not ashamed of our rise- you're all I care about. If I can relieve you...take your mind off things..."
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