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Apr 29, 2008 10:48:49 GMT -5
Post by emo!Rogue on Apr 29, 2008 10:48:49 GMT -5
"I think you're mistaking me for someone who cares if you care!" *Marie shouted after him childishly.
Still. She could follow him.*
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Apr 29, 2008 11:48:13 GMT -5
Post by Philippe on Apr 29, 2008 11:48:13 GMT -5
*Logan ignored her and headed for his apartment, a few blocks away. It wasn't pretty but he'd been able to get it dirt cheap given it's area. He opened the door and crashed on the sofa, tired from a nights work.*
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Apr 29, 2008 12:21:54 GMT -5
Post by emo!Rogue on Apr 29, 2008 12:21:54 GMT -5
((Do they even have money in Sous-Paris?))
*Marie followed him home, then stayed huddled in a doorway nearby. There was no where for her to go.*
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Apr 29, 2008 12:42:42 GMT -5
Post by Philippe on Apr 29, 2008 12:42:42 GMT -5
((I have no idea. I'm making it up as I go along.))
*A few hours later, disturbed by a noise Logan looked out of his flat to see the girl huddled in a door way.*
"Get in here."
*He mumbled before going back inside.*
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Apr 29, 2008 12:43:50 GMT -5
Post by Hallie on Apr 29, 2008 12:43:50 GMT -5
((They don't have money. They barter, and the locals consider things that we think of as just silly useless items as being very valuable.))
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Apr 29, 2008 14:09:32 GMT -5
Post by Philippe on Apr 29, 2008 14:09:32 GMT -5
((Ah right, Methinks I shall reread the rules...))
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Apr 29, 2008 14:13:35 GMT -5
Post by Hallie on Apr 29, 2008 14:13:35 GMT -5
((I'm not sure if it's in the rules, but it's in Neverwhere. /book pimping))
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Apr 29, 2008 14:47:21 GMT -5
Post by emo!Rogue on Apr 29, 2008 14:47:21 GMT -5
*Marie followed meekly, though secretly she felt a tinge of triumph.*
"Thanks."
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Apr 29, 2008 14:56:53 GMT -5
Post by Philippe on Apr 29, 2008 14:56:53 GMT -5
*Logan gestured to an armchair.*
"It ain't fancy but its all I got. "
*He looked around for a blanket but found none. Shrugging off his jacket he handed it to her.*
"Here, now quiet down so I can get some sleep."
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Apr 29, 2008 15:41:30 GMT -5
Post by emo!Rogue on Apr 29, 2008 15:41:30 GMT -5
*Marie said nothing but smiled. She'd been quiet. She pulled the coat around her.*
"What's yer name?" *she called softly.*
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Apr 29, 2008 15:47:05 GMT -5
Post by Philippe on Apr 29, 2008 15:47:05 GMT -5
"Logan."
*He grunted.*
"Yours?"
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Apr 29, 2008 15:52:13 GMT -5
Post by emo!Rogue on Apr 29, 2008 15:52:13 GMT -5
*Marie smiled to herself. This was the first time she was getting to try this out.*
"Rogue," *she said.*
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Apr 29, 2008 15:55:18 GMT -5
Post by Philippe on Apr 29, 2008 15:55:18 GMT -5
*Logan raised an eyebrow.*
"...Sure."
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Apr 29, 2008 16:05:02 GMT -5
Post by emo!Rogue on Apr 29, 2008 16:05:02 GMT -5
*Rogue frowned. She didn't care if he believed her--that's what he'd call her.*
"I thought you were tired."
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Apr 29, 2008 16:06:28 GMT -5
Post by Philippe on Apr 29, 2008 16:06:28 GMT -5
"I am."
*He threw himself down upon the sofa and fell back into a light sleep. He'd wake if she tried anything stupid.*
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