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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Dec 18, 2008 21:32:38 GMT -5
"Oh, Rishka," he said softly, picking her up and easing her head onto his shoulder.
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Post by Marishka on Dec 18, 2008 21:34:35 GMT -5
*She complied, though she rolled eyes.*
"You're doing it again."
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Dec 18, 2008 21:37:29 GMT -5
"Doing what?"
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Post by Marishka on Dec 18, 2008 21:42:59 GMT -5
"'Oh, Rishka,'" *She repeated.* "'Oh, poor little Rishka.'"
*She gave him a doe eyed, helpless look and leaned back as if supporting herself was simply too much effort.*
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Dec 18, 2008 22:09:47 GMT -5
He ignored her and rubbed between her shoulders.
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Post by Marishka on Dec 18, 2008 22:14:10 GMT -5
*She gave up on acting annoyed- it was no use if he wasn't going to respond. And that was rather nice, she thought, relaxing.
Stupid boys. Stupid cousin that she couldn't stay angry at.*
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Dec 18, 2008 23:02:13 GMT -5
Herbert kissed her forehead.
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Post by Marishka on Dec 18, 2008 23:09:21 GMT -5
*She swatted at him good naturedly.*
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Dec 18, 2008 23:15:36 GMT -5
"I'm not the pretty one."
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Post by Marishka on Dec 18, 2008 23:16:58 GMT -5
"You are ridiculously pretty and you know it."
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Dec 18, 2008 23:28:58 GMT -5
"If I still look like I once did, your face is not stretched and horseish. Mine has always been."
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Post by Marishka on Dec 18, 2008 23:32:24 GMT -5
"I am not having this argument with you again."
*In two hundred years, they'd had it a lot.*
"At least you don't get mistaken for fourteen. Or younger," *she said, cursing her tininess with a scow.*
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Dec 18, 2008 23:57:18 GMT -5
"You don't look too terribly young!" he objected.
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Post by Marishka on Dec 19, 2008 0:01:50 GMT -5
"Whatever you say," *she said in a tone that made it clear that she didn't believe him, just as she hadn't the last eighty times they'd brought up the subject.*
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Dec 19, 2008 0:06:56 GMT -5
"And how I dress and act is not your concern. I'm happy, Rishka. Really... maddeningly... happy." he muttered, looking away.
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