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Post by Daniel Dreiberg on May 3, 2010 3:16:51 GMT -5
Dan rolled his eyes "How do you know it wont?"
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Post by Adrian Veidt on May 3, 2010 3:27:58 GMT -5
Because an entire crowd in Times Square will melt into their component atoms at my command a month and a half from now.
"He's eighteen years old. He clings. The poor boy has had no stability in his life, and he actually thinks I'm good for him- better than Roger Marchetti, I'll immediately jump on, but... not good. Not for him."
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Post by Daniel Dreiberg on May 3, 2010 3:38:12 GMT -5
"How?" Dan asked after a moment of hesitation "How could you not be good for him?"
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Post by Adrian Veidt on May 8, 2010 22:23:39 GMT -5
"Eighteen years old."
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Post by Daniel Dreiberg on May 10, 2010 19:35:42 GMT -5
"So was Micaela but that didn't-"
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Post by Adrian Veidt on May 11, 2010 2:19:03 GMT -5
"My daughter, Micaela?"
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Post by Daniel Dreiberg on May 11, 2010 2:20:25 GMT -5
"You're daughter...?" Dan looked up at him with a furrowed brow "What do you mean your daughter.?"
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Post by Adrian Veidt on May 11, 2010 2:54:08 GMT -5
"In a manner of speaking."
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Post by Daniel Dreiberg on May 11, 2010 2:55:41 GMT -5
Dan blinked "Well then yes her, I never touched her if that's what you're thinking Adrian, I cared for her though, I cared for her more than a man my age could, and I think- I think she cared for me too."
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Post by Adrian Veidt on May 11, 2010 3:12:11 GMT -5
"I... suspected."
He set his glass down.
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Post by Daniel Dreiberg on May 11, 2010 3:15:35 GMT -5
"I figured it was fairly obvious..."
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Post by Adrian Veidt on May 11, 2010 3:26:35 GMT -5
"It was."
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Post by Daniel Dreiberg on May 11, 2010 3:27:52 GMT -5
Dan got quiet, and after a moment finally said "I probably should have told you-"
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Post by Adrian Veidt on May 11, 2010 3:35:19 GMT -5
"No, I understand why you didn't."
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Post by Daniel Dreiberg on May 11, 2010 3:36:03 GMT -5
"It's just as awkward now as it would have been then."
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