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Post by Marishka on Nov 6, 2008 22:31:42 GMT -5
"I can tell," *she said with a smirk, having noticed Cal's ceaseless fidgeting throughout the conversation. It was really cute, actually.*
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Post by Cal on Nov 6, 2008 22:34:14 GMT -5
*Chances are, if she'd been born approximately 120 years after she had been, she'd probably have been diagnosed with a case of ADD.*
"Yeah well quiet."
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Post by Marishka on Nov 6, 2008 22:34:52 GMT -5
*Marishka only grinned and stuck her tongue out.*
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Post by Cal on Nov 6, 2008 22:35:51 GMT -5
*Cal stuck hers out back.*
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Post by Marishka on Nov 6, 2008 22:40:22 GMT -5
*She laughed and giggled, turning her face away again. This girl was making her feel like an actual inexperienced sixteen year old school girl. It was a problem.*
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Post by Cal on Nov 6, 2008 22:43:41 GMT -5
*Cal's eyes flickered over to the faint glow that hinted at sunrise.*
"Um, it's getting late... I should probably head in. Wouldn't want to burn to a crisp."
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Post by Marishka on Nov 6, 2008 22:50:00 GMT -5
"Drat- I'm never going to make it home in time."
*She mock-glared.*
"You and your distracting me with your talk of gypsies and hairbeasts. I'll just stay at the castle for the day. The Graf never minds."
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Post by Cal on Nov 6, 2008 22:51:24 GMT -5
*Cal grinned.* "We can paint nails and sit around in nightgowns and be girly and you can attempt to tame the hairbeast."
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